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"Do you believe in vampires, Bell?" "Why are you suddenly asking that?" Bella frowned. Angel didn't answer immediately, he tried to read the contents of Bella's thoughts at the moment. And he immediately got the answer, because it turned out that Bella had actually read a book about vampires. "Where is the book?" Angel asked reflexively. Bella's mouth immediately fell open with a look of disbelief. "Angel, are you a fortune teller? I haven't even told you about that book." "Say, where do you read books about vampires?" Cecar Angel was curious.

“Sylvia is fine. I lost the baby.” “Oh, no.” “I’m over it now. I came for something important, and that’s Sylva.” “Alright, hit me.” Ralph urged, now paying attention to me. “Sylvia has been acting weird ever since she came back from Ashley. She dresses provocatively, she has done tattoos, and now even speak back at me. Worse is that I feel a strange, dark aura around her. I had to talk to Ashley and ask about what she meant by something is strange about Sylvia, and then she told me. She told me about an ancient darkness which has possessed her. But she doesn’t know how to get rid of it. My last option is asking you.”

Sylvia's POV “It’s good to meet you, Clara,” I said warmly as I walked alongside Clara and Azrael to the dinner table. “I’m Sylvia Moonriver. I’m looking forward to working with your family on the Ridgehaven development plan.” I offered her a hand. Clara blinked at me, as if surprised to hear me talking at all, and shook my hand limply before immediately turning back to Azrael.

Sara was so happy to receive the balm that she wiped her face twice, and then the two sat on the couch and chatted non-stop. Basically, Sara was talking, while Selena was listening and thinking about what new products to make this year. When Sara remembered something, she whispered mysteriously. Hearing it, Selena's heart skipped a beat, and she couldn't help but ask more, “Really?” “What? Pedro wants to buy Flower Mountain? How... is this possible?”

Like I always say, you should try other of my books, if this is the first of my work you've read, you can try TANGLED LIFE; LOVE IN COAT OF HATE Thank you once again, for your support Sylvia Sly

We’ll see how Sylvia keeps attracting the wrong kind of men… and how she ends up in a different kind of mess altogether. If you’d like a separate book about Mario, maybe watching him fall for a girl who’s the total opposite of Sylvia, drop a comment and let me know. I might just write it. THE END OF BOOK ONE. 💔✨

I won’t flirt. I’ll face him like the tough girl I am. The thought steadied her.') The next day came fast. Sylvia arrived early, energy sharp and buzzing. “I brought snacks,” she announced, dropping a bag on the table. “And I took the liberty of skimming your older works last night.” Elara stiffened. “You did?” “In a good way,” Sylvia said quickly. “One of them is perfect. Incredible foundation. All it needs is a bit of polish.”

Odell suddenly asked. Sylvia paused for a moment before humming in reply. "Have you reapplied the medication?" he asked. She said honestly, "I'll spray some on before going to bed later." "Hm." He did not say anything further, as he held Isabel with one hand while flipping through a book with the other. A quietness settled upon the atmosphere. Sylvia's mood also quickly calmed down. She turned on her phone again and scrolled through some of the news that had been released by the Art Academy, reading each one carefully.

But before things could go further, their desire was already leaving for his office, not bothering to even look at them. Man Hae, like every time, was already so done with their “eyestalk”, and headed back to her table, not forgetting to greet back every one passing by, with a warm “seeming” smile, coming straight from the brain rather than heart, cause why not, after all, she is not at a place to be cold or ignore any one of those which she has to work with, and why involve heart when they are not at all at someplace for her to do so. And with this all, the normal, just normal day of CLAD started, with everyone being drowned; some in the figure, and some in facts

The Day Lily Said “I Love You” Without Actually Saying the Words It happened on a rainy afternoon. God. The kind of afternoon that made the entire house feel warm. Safe. Home. Rain tapped softly against the windows while the ocean beyond the cliffs disappeared beneath gray mist. Everything felt peaceful. Fair. Lily sat in the living room surrounded by books, toys, and approximately seventeen objects that were definitely not toys but somehow became toys anyway. Reasonable honestly. Meanwhile, Adrian worked on his laptop.