Mistborn Series Epub Novels & Stories

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I say outloud. "Are you serious?" Tiffany puts down the one she was just looking at and starts watching over my shoulder as I flip through and read out loud. "C is for Corner Kick," I say. "D is for David Beckham. I wonder what M stands for." I quickly fast forward a few pages. "M is for mark. Damn. I was hoping it would stand for Mutiny." "Aw. I'm sure it will someday," she says condescendingly, patting my head.

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I actually starting to feel happy forgetting I was born with the most unlucky star in the world. My mom hates me, my very own sister would throw a party if I die, my dad left me alone in this world to deal with them both without even leaving something I can rely on and now the job I'd started to love so much is walking away from me and as usual I can't defend myself. I'm stuck and no one can help me. I hate this world, I really do and all I want to do right at this moment is to just die. "I'm sorry Gabriella, but you're fired." Liam mutters calmly and those were the last words I hear before the whole world went jet black around me and I could feel myself falling into a deep slumber.

Mother's murmurs filled the room. I timidly uttered, "Mom," in a hushed tone. "Perhaps this is merely a meticulously revised and polished—" Artemis interrupted me abruptly, "It's true, Blake." "Don't try to play dumb and pretend you're blameless. Your current demeanor is that of a falsely accused saint. The truth is, I engage in sexual encounters with various men, a plethora of them, but I can assure you that I did not betray my commitment with Kade—"

Max zipped up his go-bag and grabbed his Smith’s sunglasses. Mandla had requested to meet with developing intel before MIT2 left. It was inconvenient but Mandla Nkosi was a valuable ally who’d arranged the transport to Cape Town. MIT2 would leave on good terms. Max wouldn’t relax till they were safely on the final leg to MIT headquarters in North Carolina. That could still be weeks away. “Are you ready, Abs? We’re moving in ten.” Abby tidied the kitchen before grabbing her purse.

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No more Gerald's name in my story. Hehe, surprise we got in front. Xixi. I give you a clue. If you remember which country David is from, then you will know which country Rara is in now. (The clue in the prequel story) This story from Sweet Series : -Sweet Mistakes (book 3) this is actually book 3 lol. - Sweet Temptation (Book 2) Who is David and how is All Rara's lying before. - Sweet Desire ( Book 1) How Rara and Gerald met for the first time.

Her entire body throbbed with deep, deep exhaustion, and despite all her tactical maneuvers over the past hour, she hadn’t managed to land a single decisive blow. Nimrod was a formidable adversary, a highly decorated ex-navy officer who had spent decades mastering lethal hand-to-hand combat. His movements were calculated, efficient, and devastatingly precise. Against him was Seven—just a seventeen-year-old girl. On paper, it was a laughable matchup. What real chance did a scrawny teenage apprentice have against a seasoned military veteran who was practically built for warfare? Think, Seven! she fiercely reprimanded herself, biting the inside of her cheek until the copper taste of blood groun

Anything. The moon laughs at me with a sudden downpour of rain. Wow. I wouldn’t consider that a nudge, but okay. I know I can’t stay out here all night in the rain, but I’m not ready to leave yet. I haven’t gotten my fill of Amber yet. I could sleep on her porch. But I’m guessing she wouldn’t like that either. The sky lets a thunderous growl loose, and the rain gets even heavier. I guess the Goddess isn’t messing around. The house has gone dark, so maybe she’s asleep. I dash towards her porch, landing on it as softly as I can. I take my wet shirt off before propping myself up against the house. I pray she doesn’t find me. But a piece of me wonders what would happen if she opened that door an