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he handed the book to John, "it a freaking diary of all his crimes against humanity. He is a really bad man." "Tell me about it," Martha scoffed as she extended her hand to John and he gave her the book. She went quickly brushed through the book and raised her face to Josh, "you are a lunatic, you know that? Who writes down all the crimes they had done?" She shook her head and rolled her eyes. "He's saved us a lot of work. The book dates back to about ten years," David shrugged and rolled his shoulders.

Jasper barked as he pushed his way past the young woman. “I assume this is your assistant?” Rowan said as he stood in the doorframe but went no further. Taken aback by both Jasper’s attitude and Rowan’s smooth, alluring voice, she simply stared at him and nodded. “Perhaps you would invite me in?” he continued. Having already reached his desk, Jasper gripped a pile of notes in his fist as he looked over at the door with surprise. “So, the stories about you not being able to enter a human’s home without an invitation are true, I take it,” he said.

I am trying not to return to the apartment and find them together. “Do we know how Mathius’s meeting went yesterday?” Emmy asks. “From what Dylan told me, it went well. I guess the woman, Nayleen, that he met with was incredibly helpful.” Sapphire answers. So that is the woman's name. Damn, even her name is beautiful as she is. Once again, the apartment is dark, or that is what I thought. Someone left the dimmer light on, making the living room look like something out of a romance novel that Sapphire reads. She is into those fantasy/paranormal romance stories. Has Dylan caught her reading them? Giant hands grab my hips as I touch the switch to turn it off. I scream as I am pulled ba

“I trust you have the key?” Caitlin looked back at her surprise. She wondered how she knew. The woman smiled further, “Of course I know. We are of your father’s people. We watch everything that you do.” Caitlin extracted the small, gold key from her pocket, and reached out to give it to her. The woman pulled back her hands. “No. I don’t want it. That’s yours to keep. Only you can open it.” The woman suddenly turned and walked quickly down the long, marble aisle of the church.

she questioned, hoping for a glimmer of reassurance. David's face contorted with anger, his eyes ablaze with disdain. "Whether it's your wedding night or any night, you must never forget your position," he hissed, his words piercing her like a dagger. "You are nothing but a maid, someone who deceived and drugged me to satisfy your selfish desires. Don't you dare forget your place?." Tears welled up in Rowan's eyes, her voice quivering with a blend of pain and determination. "I am more than just a maid," she whispered to herself as David forcefully shut the door behind him.

She had poisoned herself and it was not only the alcohol's fault, but also the constant stress and exhaustion that had been accumulating for a long time. As she passed by the bookshelves, she decided to take some book to read. She was delighted with Matthew's collection. There were all the books written by Clive Cussler, one of her favourite writers, as well as a lot of books by Michael Crichton and Duncan Falconer. What surprised her more was to see all of John Grishams' novels.

“You feel you can handle everything yourself.” “Because I can.” Dominic responded. “No, you can't, Dominic. We all need help sometimes. Mr. Ethan, saying you needed Selene isn't wrong. Forget her frail nature, he knows what he's talking about.” Dominic frowned. “So, you've joined them as well.” He folded his hands and glared at sleepy Bryce. “I'm just stating the obvious fact here. What about Matilda? Haven't you seen how slender she is and she is the best female warrior in the Academy. No female has beaten her in battle before. Doesn't she look frail?” Bryce asked.

she said to her. Vasilisa frowned. "Not what?" "Gosh, no wonder she has so many naked women in her grimoire," Cassandra muttered to herself as she hurriedly put on her jacket. "She's a fairytale creep." "Don't ever go without it again." The Czarevna handed the Gracelin dagger back to her. Cassandra took it and fastened it into her belt. She was still trembling, but her face blushed hotly under Vasilisa's piercing stare.

She decides to read one of them aloud as there’s plenty of time and nothing else to do. Mariah starts reading “Dance of thieves” to Mr. Denis and she enjoys it herself as well. It’s a book about war for power among kingdoms and about fierce women. Mariah likes the book and doesn’t even realize that she’s been reading it for hours, when suddenly she feels an itchy feeling in her throat. So she puts down the book, drinks some water, injects some medicines and them checks up on the vitals. Mariah sits down and stares at the lifeless figure in front of her.

The first thing David found when he got home was that Jessy was reading a novel, the girl didn't seem to realize that David was behind her now. The man patted Jessy's shoulder, sat beside his wife. "What are you reading?" David glanced briefly at the novel in Jessy's hand, the cover was just a bloody rose against a black and white background. The girl turned her head to the side. "Reading mystery novels, this novel is very good and unexpected." "Very good and unexpected, what made that novel get such an evaluation from you?"