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Her heart pounded wildly when she stared in those alluring ocean blue eyes. AUTHORS NOTE Hello good People. This novel is participating in,IN LOVE WITH A LYCAN. Please don't forget to vote and comment because it will help alot in winning. Follow me to get more stories from me. I'm going to share with you many stories. Take good care of yourselves and stay safe.

To those finding true love: true love,is always understanding,it patient,it stays,it shares your pains and joy And in the last line of the book, she wrote: Love, the kind that stays, isn’t loud. It’s steady. It lingers. Like a whisper at the edge of sleep. Like hope. Like home. it every thing that will ever complete you THE END Dear Readers, please drop Your comment for the review of this book.... and get ready for my next book.. thank you!!!

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He then glared at her, “You found her and didn’t tell me about it?” “What are you talking about? You told me to find the romance writer Elle, firstly it’s her first time writing a romance novel, secondly, she's Arielle and her pen name is Air, so don’t shout at me, why are you obsessed with her anyway?” She narrowed her eyes at him. “First romance book? Didn’t she sign one with one of the best publishing houses before?" He raised his brows. “She did and that's us, she's not a romance writer, she’s our mystery/thriller writer, the one whose book launch you missed remember?” She gave him an accusing look.

Every hair on her arm stood as she beat back the panic welling in her breast. On the other hand, she had read novels in which the lady had enjoyed the pirate’s passionate kisses. The heroine in the book actually fell in love with the ruthless man. Isabelle rolled her eyes. It was beyond her knowledge how any woman could feel that way. Yet, Hawk had been attentive while she was being jolted atop his horse. It had seemed he almost cared about her discomfort when offering to have her lean against him.

But I was very happy, my novel was back in print for the second time and was liked by many people. The cool wind blows into this room, making my body feel cold. I also decided to close the window, and lock it. Then go to bed and start resting. I just hope that someday I can find true love and a man like Akira or even Prince Kim. Or maybe, those dreams and hopes will become dreams. Gradually the stars and moon left this city. The wind was cool, and the morning dew wet the city. Until slowly the arunika comes to give warmth, the sun that has been waiting for and erase the darkness throughout this city.

You don’t get to pick who you love. The plane has been in the air for 10 minutes when it’s happens. When the lights cut out and the screaming starts. When the nose of the plane starts to fall towards the earth. When one of the wings is ripped from the left side of the plane and a giant whole is sitting where the other people should have been.

Abigail's POV - Days flow steadily, like a calm river winding its way through life's landscapes. I sit at my desk, penning down words that weave stories of love and heartache. Fragrance of Love, my most successful novel to date, brought the intoxicating aroma of success into my life. Now, I'm immersed in crafting its sequel, Fragrance of Love Season 2, hoping to give the love it couldn't find in the first part—a story mirroring my own life's journey, finding its path to happiness.

She bursted "Not yet but he's nice. Nicer than Christian." "That's the point, you still kept saying Christian, Christian and Christian again." She said and I sighed "You still love him do you?" She asked "Yeah, you can say that. It's not easy. I even don't know why? He treat ne so badly but I still love him. Idiot." I mumbled "With you transfering, do you think you will move on?" She asked "Maybe." "Maybe is not the answer honey." Lia said

"Should I start my story first or listen first?" "I'll start." Tom told me with a heavy tone. "You need to know what he won't hesitate to do if he wanted it enough." "Then, the stage is yours." He took a deep breath and turned away from me to glance up at the sky as the memory surged through his mind. "Three years ago when we were 14, Eric became the newest renowned ladies' man within the school. Somehow, every female suddenly began really interested in him and he took full advantage of that. One day, he finally experimented on taking blood for pleasure and found the experience exhilarating. But then, the next day, the upper class man – a Moroi no less – remembered nothing of what had happen