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Lights blinked in office towers. Elma closed the notebook, turned off the light, and went to bed without checking her phone. For the first time, she didn’t need to.

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Winter is definitely approaching quickly. I thought it was going to be difficult to light the fireplace but the moment I held the lighter close to the wood it lit up. I sat down on the floor so that I could be close to the fire. I glanced at the clock, 6:15pm. I leaned over and grabbed the first book from the couch. The lightening thief. Maybe I could read one chapter and go and try to sleep. It was already 9 pm, and I was really tired, but the book was so interesting, demigods, minotaurs, camp half blood ...

I finished my food in silence and when I was done, I picked up the book, hoping to read a few more chapters before I will retire for the day. I did read a few chapters but I ended finishing the whole book one and when I was getting ready to read the book two, the light was entirely shut down and I couldn’t even see a fly in the door. The windows were already shut from the outside by someone I had no idea of and now the lights went out. I knew I had no choice than to retire for the night, hoping tomorrow will be a better day and also I will be happy or someone will come for me and find me. An impossible wish but maybe, saying it might make it come true and I will have a chance of leaving this

Later That Night: Soft Chaos The house filled with the scent of lavender, baby powder, and subtle panic. Lily was curled on the couch in one of Vandaulf’s oversized hoodies, reading a book titled “The Sleep Schedule that Might Work (but Probably Won’t).” Barkley snored softly beside her, his head resting against her swollen belly. Vandaulf entered from the garage, holding a small box. “Guess what came in the mail?” “If it’s another onesie that says ‘Daddy’s Boss,’ I’m calling a truce with the glitter fairy.”

He whispered, planting a quick kiss on my lips as I slowly shook my head. “I'll take you to the room.” He offered, walking me out. Shit! What the hell did Kira do? ……. Ready for a visual treat? I'm thrilled to share my creative process with you on TikTok. Check my handle, ‘Books_haven’ Join me for book-related fun, character insights, and behind-the-scenes peeks into my writing world.

As I slowly got used to the warmth inside, I pulled out my phone with shaky hands, clinging to a sliver of hope. The only thing Marvin ever left me was his ancient, untouched social feed, which, to my surprise, got an update today. [Snowy day, sweetheart, and roast dinners — pure bliss.] The photo showed Wendy sprawled in front of a panoramic window, lost in the snowy view, with a table laden with bubbly drinks and roasted meals behind her. The company's rumor mill went into overdrive in the chat group, and after a few daring souls tagging the main characters, Marvin and Wendy's names were suddenly everywhere.

“WE NEED TO TALK ABOUT THE LODGE.” I didn’t open them. Not until I was home. Showered. Alone. Back in the armor of city lights and sharp suits. Then I did what I always do. I poured a glass of red. Opened my laptop. And braced for the mess. But I wasn’t prepared for this. Title: “Locked In: A True Story of Lust in the Storm” By: Jax Hart I blinked. Then clicked. The bastard had published a preview. A whole fucking chapter. On his newsletter. To over two million subscribers.

We'd complete our night routine before going to sleep. it was two in the morning, too early to wake up, when I felt the empty, cold space beside me. I rubbed my eyes and adjusted to the darkness. I saw a faint light coming from the working table in the corner of the room, next to the bookshelf. It was the glow of a laptop. and there was Lazarus, focused and engrossed in his work. He was in profile, and I could clearly see his straight nose and how the light from his laptop illuminated his handsome face. He was shirtless, wearing only his boxers.

Alexa’s pov The bulbs blinked, blinked again then quit . blackness filled the room. Thunder growled above the roof and rattled the panes while water slammed the glass. I exhaled, shut the book and laid it on the low table. “Great. Just what we needed tonight” I spoke under my breath And groped for my mobile to wake its lamp. Ryan laughed from the sofa opposite . his handset already threw a weak cone of light. “Power’s out on the whole block, looks like. Storm’s worse than they predicted”