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But I miss wanting him like oxygen. It was a random Thursday night in October. Damien was still at the office, sorting some crisis with the new AI integration his company was rolling out. I was home in our fancy Tribeca loft, barefoot in one of his old T-shirts, drinking the second half of a bottle of Pinot because why not. I found a notebook in the back of my desk drawer. It was a small, black leather notebook. I’d bought it on a trip to Paris two years ago and never used it.

Only when I spotted the closed door did I heave a sigh of relief. After that, I quickly dug out the note from the hidden pocket of my coat. A few words were scrawled on the piece of paper. "Quick, escape! Danger!" My heart skipped a beat out of horror. I quickly tore the note into pieces before stuffing it back into the hidden pocket. Then, I pulled out my phone and tapped on a WhatsApp chat box before typing out a message. I made sure to send the coordinates of my location too. When everything was done, I deleted the chat history immediately before placing my phone and my coat in their original positions. Finally, I sighed in relief.

She glanced back down at the leather-bound book resting on the floorboards beside her. The empty pages seemed to stare up at her, daring her to turn them. With a trembling hand, she picked it up again, the leather warm against her palm. She knew she should get up, should finish unpacking, should do something practical, anything to distract herself from the throbbing between her legs. But she couldn't. She was hooked. The anonymous writer had become a guide, a seductress whispering secrets into her ear, and Pinky was a willing student, desperate to learn every lesson.

_ Emily barely stepped inside before dropping on the couch, exhaling hard as her bag slid from her shoulder. Ava glanced at her, then back at the magazine in her hand. “You look like you just survived a world war,” she remarked, flipping the pages. “Yeah, I survived Rex Hale,” Emily muttered, bending over to pull off her shoes. “You met Rex Hale?” The magazine slipped off Ava's hands as her voice echoed, and her eyes widening as if Emily just told her she had met a god. “That's the part that got you? What about the part where I said I survived him? That man humiliated me.”

"I told her I'd buy her helicopter. I sold mine last year, so I called her." I scoffed. As if I cared. The journey was long and luxurious, starting with the helicopter he had just bought. When we landed on the small, secluded resort, the air immediately changed. It was thick with the scent of salt and tropical flowers, the only sounds of the lapping of waves and the distant cry of sea birds. The bungalows were open-air, all facing the vast, endless ocean. It was a world away from the cold, tense reality I had been living in.

"So you have an idea?" "God, I wish, I keep thinking I do, and then I sit down and I'm blank. I feel like I want to start typing, and sometimes I even do, but it's nothing good." She shot a glance at Addie. "And if that get's out, I'll know it was you." "Hey, your secret is safe with me." Addie held up her hands in defense. "Maybe you'll let me read one of those starts before you delete it?"

"Ah, that's true. I've been reading a lot about humans lately, they're quite interesting creatures. Apparently they're not affected by silver in any way. I tested it out a couple days ago with Madeline by giving her a silver necklace, and it was true! She held it in her hand with no reaction at all." Matthew glared at her, not liking the idea of her 'testing' things on his mate. "How did you even know about that?" "I read it in a book about different creatures, I think I brought it with me." She rummaged around her bag, before pulling out a thick book and setting it on his desk: Encyclopedia of the world's intelligent creatures. "Isn't it our turn to coach the new soldiers at the training gr

It is definitely nothing like A Beautiful Secret, this book contains supernatural substance and I guarantee this book will keep you glued to it as you accompany our protagonist on her dark journey to find hope and peace, on her journey to find restoration of lost glories, of things stripped away from her. Oh! I'm so excited to begin this. I really hope you enjoy it. ✓Thank you all very much. Without further ado, I give you Bound By The Erstwhile Chains. Enjoy!... LARAMIE...

The ride down on the full glass and bronze elevator seemed to take forever, contrary to how fast it felt going up the day before. Rebecca could not wait to step out of the elevator, but when the sight of the streets of New York finally came to view, it gave her no joy. She was lost in her thoughts, chewing at her fingernails. He’s hiding something. The elevator door slid open seamlessly and she stepped out, ignoring the greeting from a new receptionist on duty.