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she thought with determination. She went solemnly into the bathroom and had a quick shower, before coming back into the kitchen. She prepared the meal and placed it in the microwave to keep it hot for when Clive would get back. She was determined she wasn't going to step out of the house, do that her treacherous body would not lead her to the bar and to Alpha Elliot. She picked a book tl read but it was a romance novel, reminding her that she needed more romance in her life. She didn't want to think about romance - secret and forbidden romance and Alpha Elliot. She kept the book back and picked a magazine and turned quickly to the fashion page. She was absorbed in it for sometime till she go

𝑫𝑶𝑴𝑰𝑵𝑨𝑻𝑰𝑵𝑮 𝑫𝑨𝑫𝑫𝒀 𝑺𝑬𝑹𝑰𝑬𝑺 – 𝑩𝑶𝑶𝑲 1 Intro: Twenty three year old Aurelia Moreau is dumped by her boyfriend through a three line text message after six months of swallowing his lies and forgiving his wandering hands. The realization of how much shame and nonsense she had tolerated made something inside her crack, not dramatically but it was loud enough to let the dark in. She doesn’t cry after the breakup, She doesn’t beg either instead she dresses up Seeking escape from her own flawed reality. She wanders into a dimly lit jazz bar, hoping for nothing more than a temporary distraction.

… It was finally the night of the banquet when Silvia suddenly walked into my room with a stunning designer gown. She looked perfectly innocent, behaving as though our recent conflict was forgotten. "Mamma had this gown made just for you, Rosina," she said. "You're the star of the night, and in light of your impending engagement announcement to Carlo, your appearance must be impeccable." I accepted the gown and ran my hand over the fabric, feeling that something was off. I grabbed the scissors on the table and cut open the lining right in front of Silvia, revealing the dozens of razor-sharp blades concealed inside.

The violet light spilling out was so intense it began to blur the edges of the hallway’s flickering fluorescent light. ​"The Quiet Life is a lie, Nora," a voice echoed from within the violet glow. It was Christina Wilder, but her voice was layered with a thousand other screams. "You can’t hide in the mundane. You are a creature of Excess. You are a creature of The Tropes. And I am the version of you that was never 'Cleaned Up' for the publishers." ​The Infection of the Ordinary ​The hallway began to undergo a terrifying transformation. The grimy linoleum floor began to ripple, turning into polished black marble. The yellowed walls sprouted ornate gold leafing. The smell of rain was being cho

Jenna huffed. Liv nodded in agreement. “I mean, it wouldn’t have been the first time we paid for your broke ass.” I gasped, throwing a sugar packet at her. “Wow. Way to remind me of my tragic past.” Nicole snickered. “Oh, babe, we love your tragic past.” She tapped the rim of her mimosa glass. “It makes your glow-up so much better.” I rolled my eyes. “It’s not a glow-up.” Jenna gave me a look. “You literally went from living paycheck to paycheck to living in a mansion. If that’s not a glow-up, what is?”

These clothes might be different from her usual style, but they felt right, much like a warm embrace she hadn't experienced in years. The shopping spree quickly morphed into a mini-makeover. Hailey insisted on a trip to the local salon, where, after some hesitation, Katherine allowed her to freshen up her hair with a lighter shade. This subtle change accentuated the warm undertones of her skin. Initially apprehensive, Katherine gradually uncovered an unexpected thrill within her, a desire to rediscover herself and reclaim the vibrant woman she used to be—a woman full of life.

But a part of me still wondered if he was eating well, if anyone remembered the things he liked. I picked up the book I’d borrowed from Julien’s library, the one about transformation and confidence. Every chapter felt like it had been written for women who’d forgotten how to take up space in their own lives. The next day followed the same rhythm. I’d leave early. Return early. Eat quietly. Pretend I didn’t notice his eyes on me during dinner, because I did. When my second salary came in that evening, I finally started looking for an apartment. Something small and simple.

To avoid Shin from seeing her coming back. “Yeah.” “Oh! I think that’s the reason why you got such big muscles.” My muscle? Due to healthy lifestyle. Health is wealth. “I have to.” sound I am too arrogant. @DEATH WISH Thank you for supporting my Novel! You may also read my complete Novel, (hmmm... while waiting for an update) Title: TAMING THE DANGEROUS CEO THE DEVILISH BILLIONAIRE FATED TO MARRY THE DEVIL Thank you so much!

Nathalie handed it to them and replaced it with her wearing a custom that the guards don't recognize. "Does it look okay to me," Catherine asked as if urinating on the shorts of her wear and the length of the heels that she looked like she was going to hit her wear? "Yes, you're beautiful cuz.. you transformed, Haha!" Cloui laughed as she looked at her from head to toe.

" Well... It's really obvious... " " If you say so... " he sighed... " So which book are you working on now? " " It's titled, Purchased... About a girl who was bought at a very high price by a drug Lord. She became like a slave to him. He used her as a means of transportation for his drugs... This continued successfully until when all of a sudden the drugs that were put in her bursted and so she became very uncomfortable. She held her discomfort for some hours but when she couldn't bear it anymore. She searched for a restroom around but just before she found one... She collided with someone and fainted... And that's when her story began... "