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It was truly a sacred place. I plopped myself down on the wooden chair and buried my head on the burrow I made with my arms on the table. I sighed deeply, not understanding the pain and supreme tiredness I was feeling. Pain and tiredness wasn't new to me but this was particularly different. I grabbed my favourite book, Othello by Shakespeare and sat, running my hand along the spine of the book. I opened the book and it landed on a page that I had a left a note in. I skimmed the page, reading the parts I had highlighted with a light blue highlighter. I took the note and read it:

He was trying so hard to look angry, yet all I could think was how adorable he looked like this. Grinning, I slipped beneath his arm and rested my head against his chest. Then I wrapped my arms around his neck so he had no choice but to look directly into my eyes. "Darling, I lost my memories. Whatever happened in the past has nothing to do with who I am now. That wasn't me at all!" "So… you really don't like Shane Fulbright?" Matteo asked hesitantly. I nodded emphatically. "That rotund man has harassed me several times already! God, he's disgusting. I would not recommend!"

Candice murmured around a mouthful "The spices are heavenly; it is so heavy and it lingers over your tongue like butter." She looked up and saw Sally smiling proudly from a corner, raising her right thumb, she gave her a thumbs-up. Sally looked confused then, quickly looked away, returning to her previous chore. The honey bread was a morsel of baked bread with a slight cut in the middle, it was crunchy on the outside with a honey-like jelly on the inside. Candice closed her eyes in bliss when she stuffed a piece in her mouth. From that moment, she knew she would keep coming to this restaurant. Nothing she had eaten ever since she arrived here had given her this much pleasure, this right here

I’d have gladly walked into its yawning gullet at that moment. “It’s a very interesting book, Doon,” continued Maurice. “It’s the story of Muad’Dib, the mouse that hides from the sun and travels in the cool night.” “Sounds a bit boring,” said Flossie. “Do you think we could delay this week’s Book Club until we get out of this mess?” I requested in my most reasonable voice. Stay calm, wait for first light, and then make our way back to the lake, possibly to drown myself and get it all over with. “Just keep quiet and don’t make any sudden movements.”

Mom whispers, and I cry even more. Being Harvested was the best thing that ever happened to me. THE END. CHECK OUT FIADH'S STORY- ABANDONED Book 3, Protected, is now in the making

Silas I stare at the woman, entranced by the realization and beauty. Lorez seems to notice this and speaks up, “She smells delightful doesn’t she? I researched that your kind are attracted to the scent of melody bee honey from the land of Rashan. I had some imported a few week ago in anticipation.”

"Because Mama said you can still hear us. Even if you can't answer. She said our voices go into your ears and your brain keeps them safe until you wake up. Like a voicemail. Do you know what a voicemail is? It's when someone calls and you don't answer so they leave a message and you listen to it later. So this is like a voicemail. From me. Alexander. Your son. In case you forgot." He took a breath. "Today I had a granola bar for breakfast. The chocolate chip kind. Not the raisin kind because raisins are disgusting. Ethan says raisins are just old grapes and I said that's exactly why they're disgusting. Old things are gross. Except you. You're old but you're not gross." Madison was on the sma

Lacey asked curiously, she knew very well a cask of Kadota honey mead cost well over a thousand dactrem each and was extremely difficult to source due to the dangers of the desert. “A gift from the merchant Barbun, while we stand here the night slips away from us, if you must interrupt, let us at least go and begin” Minet said, her voice changing to short and somewhat snappy. They had just opened the door when a familiar voice also joined them, “Did I hear Kadota desert honey mead?” Turning to see who had spoken, Marcia and Ley had just arrived and were walking up the stairs they had just traversed. “You all look like you’ve been through hell” Rex said, seeing each of them was dirty and Marc

Maverick said in her ear, “This is for my own enjoyment. I want to see you arch your back to get me to touch you. I want to tease you until you can’t take it, and then I want to tease you more until your pussy is dripping down your leg with anticipation.” He moved the chair to the space right in front of her. His mouth closed on her hardened nipple and sucked hard. He enjoyed the idea of starting here and then working his way all over her body. He did not touch anywhere else as he did suck at her tit. He moved his head to the other, and this time used his tongue to trace over it. She moaned when he took it into his mouth. “Oh yes, I think I want to have these full and at my disposable sooner

Smiles and Pain. Peace and Chaos. I wonder how a person can smile despite the pain he or she is feeling. I wonder how can there be peace at the center of chaos. How can they do that? Why can’t I do that? “Faster, Fely. We’ll be late!” I snapped out from my thoughts when I heard Ghale’s voice. I run towards her and smiled. “Let’s go. I’m excited.” I said, but she just sadly smiles at me.