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Carina said as Lucinda sipped from the cup of tea and placed it back on the coaster. Kylie looked around the various cards on the table and her eyes fell on the rich gold colour with silver lines. Leonard gaze fell on the card in front of him. He immediately liked the pattern of the card and reached for it at the same time she stretched out her hand. She placed her hand on the card and said."This.." she paused when she saw his hand was on the card too. They looked at each other and were lost for a moment as a raw elemental message they couldn't understand pass through them.

“Not perfectly. Not linearly. But fully.” He nodded, brushing a kiss to the back of her hand. “Have you thought about what’s next?” “Maybe I’ll write,” she said. “Not about Halden. But about survival. About truth. About the strange, quiet love that sometimes saves us when we think we’re beyond redemption.” Adrien smiled. “I think people would read that.” The waves outside rolled on. Mila closed her eyes, breathing in salt and peace and the distant hum of a world that finally made sense, not because it was safe, but because she had chosen to stay awake in it.

“And we want it now.” Milton’s smile softened into a softer smile. “I’ll get you the herb, but first, I need you to do something for me.” I felt a surge of anger bubbling up inside me, but I forced myself to remain calm. “What is do you think we’ll ever do for you again? You lying piece of shit!” I voiced out through gritted teeth. Milton then handed us all bundles of explosives, his eyes reflecting his trickiness. “There’s an abandoned factory deep in the jungle. I want you to blow it up.”

A year since that day I ran away from home and decided to die on an island. I had the perfect idea of the perfect death. It was not unsuccessful. In fact, the lost soul, Brieanna died and is still submerged down the ocean floor. I never retrieved my backpack, it's my grave.

“The five magic books were born out of the Celestial Empire’s luck. Those books can't be born abroad. Old Zab, where is the fifth book? Have you figured it out?” “Yes, I did,” Jim answered resolutely, “The fifth book has yet to be born, but it’ll be born soon. It isn’t too late for you two to depart now.” “Where is it?” Tyr asked. Jim decided to keep them guessing. He said, “You’ve definitely heard of that place. It has always been a sore spot in your heart.” Tyr was startled. He suddenly thought of a location “Could it be…?” “Yes.” Jim took a deep breath and said, “It’s the Mount of Terror! The Sky Rift Valley!”

I cried the rest of the night. As I packed the rest my stuff, the vacation house felt so different. It didn't have the inviting warmth and fun atmosphere that it had when Ryan was here; or the intimacy that I felt here alone with Alec. It just felt cold, empty, and impersonal. I couldn't believe that after all of this, after everything that has happened, I was leaving paradise feeling more broken and humiliated than when I arrived. It was a long, depressing flight back, but I finally made my way up the stairs and back to my familiar apartment.

My words sent a shockwave through Derick and Jasmine, their faces a picture of pure horror. With a sly grin, I hit play on the recorder for all to hear. Jasmine's moans and Derick's breathy gasps were not the only things captured; their treacherous whispers filled the room. "Thanks for swapping the kids, darling. Our little one's destined to rule the roost now! "Lily's boy is your own blood. He's sick, and we're just leaving him to suffer. Doesn't that break your heart?"

I dump my bag on the floor and read through the shelf while pulling books out and mumble as I go. ‘Even a book can be dangerous in the wrong hands.’ ‘Ignite.’ ‘Hell is empty and all the devils are here.’ ‘You’ll make bad choices. Sometimes you’ll choose the best of bad ones.’ ‘Tuesday is Fucked.’ ‘Everything’s a game. And now it’s your turn.’ I have a stack of about 10 books before I abruptly stop. "Next isle." I say and we walk up and down the library isles. I climb and jump to get books off of shelves and Aidan has to catch me a couple of times when I fell.

I went back to where I came from, I looked around but I did not see the old man. He probably went back to his stall. I feel so sorry for him but I also feel disheartened for the horse and the guy. Gilda and I continued to take the path back to where the three of us separated. A few minutes, I reached the place where we parted. I saw Esco and Aeolous on their horses waiting for me.

"Little bean wants some peanut butter, would you like to sit and eat with me?" She unfolds the chair and sits before opening the jar to scoop out a glob of peanut butter and plopping it into the bowl. I get down from the cot and sit as she sets the bowl down in front of us. I'm not a huge peanut butter fan, but I am hungry. I press our nose to Jess's knee as thanks before licking the bowl clean. "I haven't been able to get any information off the tag. It's encrypted, beyond my capabilities of decrypting, which is basically none." I just look at Jess as she talks. I lick over and over in an effort to remove the peanut butter from our tongue. This is why I'm not a fan. "Makes me wonder if you'