Let The Right One In Novels & Stories

No one breathed. But after a long silence, Madison began clapping. Slowly at first, then more firmly. Marcus and Tyler joined in, followed by Claire and several other senior staff from different departments. Soon the entire room was buzzing with applause. A few people still wore jealous expressions, but the majority looked genuinely impressed. Raymond remained quiet, but there was a faint glint of pride in his eyes that only Marilyn could catch. When the applause died down, he spoke. “Implement Miss Oxford’s suggestions. Start with the Personalized Memory Experiences across all our flagship properties. Madison, coordinate with the teams.”

In the center of the glittering hall, I was wearing a perfectly tailored custom suit, surrounded by the country's top medical experts. Among them was Dr. Mercer, the same woman they had cursed as superstitious and chased out of the homecoming banquet earlier that day. At that moment, Dr. Mercer looked like an eager student, asking me for advice with excitement all over her face. "Dr. Whitmore, I've spent three days studying the nine-turn cardiac stabilization technique you mentioned, but I still can't get one point's positioning right. Would you be willing to guide me?" I smiled faintly and was about to speak when Mrs. Whitmore's shrill voice came from the doorway.

Luna: I can do whatever you want. Liam: Is that so? Luna: Yes. Liam: Well, I don’t have too many expectations. My number one rule is Maya comes first, and if you accept that, then maybe we can be together. Luna: I accept. Liam: Interesting. Then you are my girlfriend. Since you said you know what a perfect wife and girlfriend does, I won’t spell it out. Do what you are supposed to do. I couldn’t believe it—at last, I did it.

I had fulfilled my end of the bargain, and now it was time for Winston to uphold his. Winston looked up from his seat, his eyes narrowing as he took in my appearance. "Reese," he growled, his voice low and menacing. "I see you've held up your end of the bargain." I nodded, a hint of a smile playing on my lips. "I have, alpha. April is yours, just as we agreed."

Not for anyone. She will not ruin it. I repeat it in my head, a satisfied grin lining the corner of my lips. She will not ruin it. Because I will be smarter this time. I will carefully play my game. Every second, every heartbeat, I will remind him that I am the one he knows, the one who is here, the one who matters. And when the memory returns, if it ever does…not that I'm planning to ever have it returned, I will already be the anchor. The constant. The one he cannot deny.

Why does this feel so right? *************

One or the other. I chose all wrong.

right? _________________________

Thunder pounds in the sky, and the loud reverberation shakes me to my senses. Pushing myself off him, I side-eye him, wiping my hands on my shorts. He looks away first, pulling himself up out of the mud. I head to my side of the truck and climb in. That was close, way too close. Seconds later he slips in behind the wheel. The radio plays Jake Owen's latest hit "Alone With You."

“Ask, you came to me for this. What do you want? Lily snorted, she herself did not fully understand why she was here. - What have you done to me? Is this some kind of rite of passage? - No. Or rather, not quite so ... The female does not always feel the attraction of the couple, and the male can use the right of the wolf. What if the male is wrong? - The girl twisted her lips, either from the words "male" and "female", or from the thought that the male could make a mistake. The man shrugged his shoulders and casually replied: “So I was wrong. Lily nevertheless turned her face to him and asked in disbelief: - So simple? And often males use this right of yours? No, it can only be used once. Wh