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“I read, Amber. I study these things. There are things you choose to ignore because they don’t fit your reality.” Amber let out a dry laugh. “And you choose to believe every strange theory you come across in your books,very typical of a teacher .” Maltilda ignored her and started flipping through one of the old, worn-out books on her shelf, her fingers moving quickly like she knew exactly what she was looking for. “Here,” she said finally, stopping at a page and turning the book toward Amber. “Read that.” Amber hesitated for a second before stepping closer, her eyes scanning the page.

You should select another person if you don't want your secret recipe to be exposed. Elena: *smiles evilly* Well then, I sure hope he doesn't mind how the food taste. I would be hurt if it goes to waste. Elena: *Serves food for the volunteers, secretly adding a whole vial of chilly pepper into Malik's portion* Here, I hope you enjoy your food! *Looks at Malik maniacally* Malik: *shivers* End of Chapter five. Elena: I have always wondered what happened to him.

Mia's face becomes more serious. “That word means floral” - Malcolm tells her, holding a thick book in his hand. Mia turns her head, slightly embarrassed by her ignorance. She shyly says thanks to the man and puts the book back, intending to start cleaning. Malcolm laughs and returns to his seat. Mia sees his book and asks: “Do you read through such a thick book?” The boy nods and replies: "What's up?" Mia shakes her head but then peeks again as he is reading, seeing his serious expression make her seem to have a different look. She greatly admires knowledgeable people. He sneers.

Believe me, Zurich is sexy but I wanna get to know Malakai better for some odd reason. After breakfast, I took Micah to school and then dropped Talia off. I ran a few errands with Malaya then went to our hair appointment.

The girl who was with you went out for some fresh air too? Malik, with a cold, serious expression and a sharp, almost frightening voice, as if his tone had suddenly changed, said: "Girl, I went out alone. No one was with me. You're seeing things you shouldn't see. You must have drunk too much." Dima, visibly frightened by Malik's tone and the change in his voice, said:

Trigger warning!!! This is not a traditional romance, it contains disturbing subject matter, including themes of questionable consent, Stockholm syndrome as well as graphic sexual consent. The author neither endorses nor condones this type of behaviour CHAPTER ONE MALAKAI * * I saw him today. The devil in shining armour. His face brought back all the memories that I've tried to forget. All the blurry lines became clearer. Up until now, it had been difficult to distinguish between the truth and my imagination I can't believe it's only twenty-four months since we last saw each other.

She added, sadness laced in her hoarse but gentle voice. It could not be coincidence. I took the picture from her pink, shaky hand. It seemed to have been folded one too many times. The white ugly creases by the little girl's face proved the harsh factors the photo had to endure. Like a loose nail in a drawer for example. A clear bright red stain on the dress by the left breast caught my attention. Becca, was sewn on the dress exactly the same way as the one Shamali gave me.I looked up at the couple.

“A tale tells of local pirates coming over from time to time, out on this side of the sea” The voice of Makai, broke out, earning the chuckles from the number of sight-seers, who seemed to be enjoying their time, meanwhile here I was, sat lone with an aching heart, yearning to know if the man I loved was alright. “That can’t be true!” A little girl squealed, the sound of her chuckles pouring out, but her utterance was returned with a light squeeze from the lady beside her. “Oh, believe me. It is!” Followed Makai. “They go around hunting for little ones to get aboard their ships” He pinched her cheeks, earning a low laugh from her.

Chapter 1 Malia woke up breathing heavily, another nightmare again, this time around, she saw some group of friends betraying her and ended up doomed in both friendship and relationship....... "It's just a dream and not real; I will get over it by going to school as usual." She said to herself... She called the maids to prepare her water to bath, and in no less than two minutes, a maid was at her service, this is how wealthy and successful her parents are, but she lacked one thing, love, and attention...

“What do you want to say?” asked Raline when she was allowed to enter Malia's room. She saw Malia open her MacBook and pat the right side of her bed. “Come sit here,” she said enthusiastically. Raline sat next to Malia and they both looked at the MacBook. “What are you doing?” “Looking for a good movie, but I remembered something...” Malia looked at Raline with an expression that was difficult to describe. “Would you be traumatized if we watched your mom's movie?”