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"I'll do anything for you now. I'll give you the wedding you want. Come back to me, okay?" I bent down and pried his fingers off me one by one as my stomach churned with disgust. I stepped back, but Ethan seized the chance to whisper in my ear, "Claire, I've given up my pride for you. I ended things with Anna yesterday and forced her to have an abortion. "Stop being unreasonable. Give me another chance, okay?"

He wrapped his arms around me. I shoved him away. I couldn't stand his touch. I couldn’t stand anyone’s touch. “If it was such a wonderful vacation,” I screamed, tears streaming down my face, “then why didn't you send your pride Lily there instead?” My voice echoed through the dining room. “Why didn't you send Lily?” “Why me?!” “Lyra, we—” “She’s right.” The words came from Lily. Everyone turned. Tears were already pouring down her face.

Thank you," she smiled at me, and headed in the opposite direction. I watched as her hips swayed as she walked, before heading to my destination. "Pick up the suitcase on the bed," Daniel commanded as soon as he saw me in his room. The suitcase wasn't locked, and it was filled with wads of notes - all in dollars. I might have to work for the rest of my life to make that much money. Was he really taking all of this to a club to meet a woman? Or did he have somewhere else to go? I closed the case, and out of the corner of my eye, I saw him lighting a cigarette. "Call Stoner," he said. "He'll be driving us tonight."

"Do you believe in vampires, Bell?" "Why are you suddenly asking that?" Bella frowned. Angel didn't answer immediately, he tried to read the contents of Bella's thoughts at the moment. And he immediately got the answer, because it turned out that Bella had actually read a book about vampires. "Where is the book?" Angel asked reflexively. Bella's mouth immediately fell open with a look of disbelief. "Angel, are you a fortune teller? I haven't even told you about that book." "Say, where do you read books about vampires?" Cecar Angel was curious.

Read for your self" she urged her hands crossed on eachother. Faye lifted her eyes from the computer and it landed on the newspaper headline. CEO OF SAGE COMPANY DAYLAN SAGE DATING BEAUTIFUL MODEL AVA!! The headline screamed at her.. Faye was shocked to the bone, her hands became rigid, mouth slightly open as her eyes welled.

"It's not about work," Yoel said. He walked over, set a blue folder on the coffee table in front of me, and looked more serious than I had ever seen him. "It's a proposal." I picked up the folder, confused. On the cover, in bold print, a single line read, "Proposal for Establishing a Long-Term and Exclusive Lifelong Strategic Partnership with Ms. Nova Grayson." My hand trembled, and I almost dropped the folder. I took a deep breath and opened to the first page.

"Serena saved my life as a kid. Don't say that stuff around her." A faint click—plastic against plastic. My hearing aid. "Got it. We know the deal." "Throwing away your life to repay a debt? You're too noble, Adrian." More laughter followed, and I bit down hard on the inside of my lip. "Serena's fragile," Daniela said. "Not like me. She can't handle you guys. Don't push her too hard." "Adrian," she said, her tone turning serious, "you passed my test. Now I believe you're really over that deaf girl. So... tomorrow night, you and me. A date."

But when he looked up, hundreds of other books were lifting and floating from the shelves, their pages bleeding and whispering her name. “Camela. Camela. Camela.” Her head spun, and her chest rose and fell heavily. “They want me…” Vincent held her tightly against him, his flame blazing so bright enough it illuminated the shelves like daylight. “Then they’ll have to burn for it,” he said. He swung his arm through the air, sending fire in a blazing arc that struck the shelves. The books shrieked, blood hissed, and their pages curled black, turning ash. But for every book that he burned, ten more emerged from the shadows. They surged forward, bleeding words that crawled across the floor and wra

For now, she didn't even want to wonder what would happen if aunt Margareth finds out about her feelings. Selene stretched first, then slowly dragged herself off the bed, her eyes immediately fixed on the Book of Magic that was lying down on the desk, the one she had gotten from aunt Meredith yesterday. Selene took it gently in her hands and sat on the edge of the bed, setting the bulky volume on her lap, and flipped through the book several times. Afer the fourth time she stopped at a page that showed a portrait of a man with ebony, half-length hair, in a long black coat... The face itself seemed familiar at once, but when Selene saw his eyes - dark and captivating like two black holes, she

"I don't know what you're talking about, Anna….Jacob did what he wanted to do." "You're lying again," Anna said, then slowly reached under her skirt and brought out a small, leather covered book. "This belongs to Jacob…. It was his journal. He wrote down everything, Sylvia…Every order you gave him, every time you made him feel like trash and every secret you told him to keep."