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Miriam stated and left them standing there like that. “What dead souls?” Were the questions running in Blue’s mind, what did she mean by the dead souls they would meet, she had never heard of such a thing and neither did she think that it would be part of the journey, she thought it was just a short ride ahead until they got to the witches lair. *** The morning had come for Blue to depart but she was eagerly waiting for Miriam to bid her farewell. She mounted the horse staring one last time ready to leave when she saw her coming with Anthonia and Mbaru.

I think it’s adorable. “Nat, let her breathe will ya” Gunner growled walking over to us. He peeled her arms away and I managed to catch a giant breath. I smiled lovingly at Nat. Her face was now red and wet from crying, her mascara was smudged over her eyes and her nose was bright pink. She smiled back at me and wiped her nose and eyes on the back of her hand. Then Smith appeared in the doorway panting. Smith had quickly become my best friend and always made me feel happy and safe. I stepped toward him ready to pull him in for a hug, but Gunner quickly stepped between us, blocking me and facing Smith, and growled a warning.

Sybb called. Hail opened his eyes and raised his head, only to meet Sybb’s gaze. “It is okay to cry.” Sybb said in a soft voice as he touched the corner of Hail’s eye with his thumb. As soon as Hail heard those words, tears fell from his eyes. He immediately buried his face on Sybb’s arms and cried. Blue is his friend, after all. His best friend, to be exact. He grew up with Blue until he disappeared from their world. But, Blue still waited for him. Blue has always been waiting for him to return. And he really did. He returned. And when he returned, it was Blue whom he first met. It was Blue, who has always waited for him no matter how long the time is, nor the situation Blue was in. Most im

I say shyly, blushing red, we haven't talked until last night, and I was fighting until now. "Alexie" he says pulling me into his arms, hugging me, kissing my lips. "You won" I say happy for him, he worked, they all did worked so hard for this. "We did, it's all because of you" he says making blush red. "M..Me?" I stutter? "You, you are my Lucky Charms Alexie" he says landing a tender kiss on my lips. THE END. Hope you enjoyed this story. Love Cinderella.

Her safety and well being are very important to me. I carried the weight of this tragic tale for years, protecting the secret of Blue's true lineage as Mabel and Winter's daughter. Blue grew up in a loving environment, completely unaware of her heritage. Blue's childhood could have been remarkably ordinary had it not been for the tragedy of her father's passing. His loss left her emotionally scarred, transforming her into a solemn young woman who rarely smiled until she crossed paths with Troy. Seeing her regain her happiness was a source of joy, but I could not help but feel a sense of worry for her. It was obvious that she had begun to search for information about her past, a path that had

He smiled and congratulated us. " No, uncle, I am Shaurya," I said and he nodded with a naughty smile. I think he recognized that I was Shlok as his son, Sujal was one of my best friends and Uncle was a famous playboy of his time and was Chachu's best friend. " Where is Damini?? He said Damini was waiting for you where is your mom?? " Gautam uncle asked me.

Anna Today was the day I turned eighteen. It was exciting. Why? Because now I finally had the chance to be with my mate. I was told that once you turned eighteen, your mate would finally find you. I didn’t know if it was real or a blatant lie, but I was excited. Well, that was until he showed up. “What are you doing standing around?” He asked. “Get back to work!” It was Damon Smith, the Alpha of the Blue Valley pack, and also one of the most ruthless men I have ever encountered.

Blueberry scrambled to follow him into the elevator. The Poisoned Whisper As the elevator doors slid shut, Blueberry watched Xavier’s profile. He looked like a statue carved from obsidian. "Was that Liam Martin?" she asked, her voice hushed and cautious. "I heard a story about him once. They say he had a childhood sweetheart named Sara Jay. They were practically soulmates, but then Charles Bishop abducted her because his daughter was obsessed with Liam. Everyone thought Sara was dead." Xavier remained motionless, but his jaw seemed to set into a harder line.

On to bigger problems I can feel blue starting to take over completely, and that isn't good soon there will be nothing left of me and it will just be blue that's left to depend for her self, which she's never had to do before, I need to shift and I need to shift soon, she know this as much as I do, but we are also too scared to shift back, I am o my a horse shifter and we don't do well in danger, I'd rather run from it than face it which is exactly what I intend to do, an amazing smell bring me from my thoughts and I can tell it's the smell I've missed so much the smell of my mate. I can hear him arguing with twit 1 about me but he has not seen me yet and I can feel blue is restless to get t

He just uses excessive emoticons. But somehow, that is one thing she likes about L. When he’s being sweet, he’s the sweetest. And now, he is being the sweetest. She smiled to herself realizing how lucky she is to have L. She was more than lucky. She was about to log out from the SNS when a message popped out. Rowell The Victory: Patrice, meet us tomorrow. 4PM. Holly’s Coffee. She narrowed her eyes on the screen. What’s with tomorrow? Why Holly’s Coffee?