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While playing with a strand of my hair, I asked curiously, “With respect? Have you manipulated them or something?” Keir’s playful smirk widened, “Yes? I have some mysterious charm, Miss Firefly.” “Eh! I should definitely stay away from you, then. I can’t trust a tricky manipulator.” “Tsk! Tsk!” Keir suddenly leaned forward and picked up the book from the study table, “Miss Firefly, for your kind information after last night’s incident, this manipulator is allowed to meet you anytime and anywhere. Your whole pack is extremely grateful to me for saving the life of their precious Princess.”

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Meanwhile, few benches away, Kira sat quietly sipping coffee with her headphones on, but she wasn't really quiet, trouble was definitely been cooked. Then I peeped only to see her reading a book with the title, “How to Heal Fast When Your Trusted Best Friend Is Madly in Love With a Sad Billionaire.” I'm not surprised, topical of her. So I took Marianne, my mother for a walk.

Smiling down at her gorgeous face, I kissed her forehead and whispered, “I am made for your love too, Kiara Sharma.” If you want, you can join Mahi Mistry's F******k Group or Page: Author Mahi Mistry and also follow her on I*******m @authormahimistry to keep up with the recent updates regarding her books! You can access all the books + bonus content on her P*****n Page Mahi Mistry.

’s umbrella, I can freely do that without fear of being excommunicated. I walk up to the registration desk and don the most annoying Vegas bimbo personality I can muster—all those years of working undercover as a P.S.K. still come in handy. “Hiya, sorry but, like, I couldn’t help overhear you, like, just now,” I say all bubbly, hating myself more with every ‘like’. “My boo and I are, like, about done with our room, like, for the night, you can, like, have it if you want. We just need to, like, pack up, and it’s all yours.”

But for the first time since finishing her doctorate, Keira felt a spark of something she'd almost forgotten: creative excitement. When they finally parted, with promises to exchange emails and a handshake that felt more like a pact, Keira walked out of the library on legs that felt disconnected from her body. The spring air was cool on her flushed cheeks. The world looked the same—buses, tourists, the usual London chaos—but everything had shifted. Marcus was waiting in the car, Gracie asleep in her car seat. He saw her face and grinned. "That good?" She got in, leaned over, and kissed him. "She wants to publish my book. My actual book. Like, a real book that people can buy."

“I mean, yes. Nice to meet you, Miss Antonoff, it’s a pleasure to be working with you.” “I’m going to get straight to the point here. I know you have talent, I know you have the skills…” I lightly turned to look over my shoulder, then back at her while pointing at myself. “Are you talking about me?” “Don’t act all clueless now, Kerri. I saw you before, when you were still working for your idiotic ex-husband. You picked up a script I wrote and began reciting it when you thought you were alone in the studio…”

MACRADONA : It has been a month now and I don't know what to say. How are you? How are things going on in your life? How is your family? I know you have made a firm decision to cut me out of your life because I am a stalker and I quite agree with you. I think about you once in a while and wish things were different. I am finally done with my first ever book and so I thought that since I may never get to talk to you in my life, at least try to understand a part of me through this book. The sun is still shining Kelvin and God's grace is upon us. Believe me when I say the best is yet to come because God will forever love you Kelvin. You are a good person.Yes, you are a good person. MACRADONA :

The rumors about her turning down every man who dared approached her also proceeded her, it was time to really test that theory for myself. Kalia stopped right in front of me, her gaze unwavering as she looked down at me. I didn't offer her a seat, but she took one anyway, right across from me. I like her, I whispered to myself as I leaned back to study her. "You have guts, Miss Kiari. Not many people would invite themselves into my space like this." I said with a smirk in my face, unable to hide my amusement. "I have heard heard the stories, Mr Moretti," she replied, her voice steady and poised, "But I am not here to play games, I am here to cut a deal.my interest was piqued. This was no so

Some were bound in what might have been leather, but most were wrapped in cloth stained with strange patterns that seemed to shift when one looked away, or sealed in wax that had melted and hardened again in uneven blobs like frozen tears. “This is where we keep the things you didn’t write,” the woman said, running her fingers over a stack of books wrapped in dark green cloth. Her touch was gentle, reverent almost. “The parts of the world that grew on their own while you were gone, while you were living your life in another place and time. Your manuscript was just a seed, Miss Isadora. But seeds have a way of sending roots into soil you never knew existed.”