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"God, here's another poser!" My roommate, Fiona Sharpe, grinned as she shoved her phone at us. Its screen showed a student chat group where a bold message stood out. It read, "Urgently looking for a female date—must be attractive—to accompany me to a banquet. You'll receive ten grand upfront as payment."

As we were about to leave the hospital, Veronica whispered to me, "Dr. Weasley, don't forget our date tomorrow." Her reminder made me feel that she was even more eager than I was. I smirked inwardly, curious to see what she was up to. Back home, lying in bed, my mind was filled with images of Veronica's graceful figure, especially her soft skin beneath her nurse's uniform that stirred something within me. Finally, it was time for the night shift again. After making my rounds, I hurried to the break room. As expected, Veronica was already there, waiting for me. Upon seeing me, she quickly closed the door and threw herself into my arms. "Landon, I promised you a surprise," she said, her voice

He looked at the peacefully sleeping figure on the bed. She looks so fragile.How come i never noticed she got this thin?Nash thinks looking at Liana . ~ The next morning, Liana opens her eyes to see a white ceiling above her . Confused as Nash’s room is dark themed,she looks around only to realise that she is in the hospital. Liana tries to move her hand but it seems like a weight is put on her hand . Looking at her side she sees a familiar face . Nash.. Nash is sleeping, his head is resting on Liana’s hand .

My eyes travel to the far end of the room to see Angel resting on Ethan’s leg as they both sleep peacefully. Ethan’s hand is resting lazily on her waist, twitching at intervals, almost as if he was checking on her, even in his sleep, with his head thrown against the couch, he still cares a lot for her. A small smile graces my lips as I weakly stare at the duo. I try to stand up but a sharp pain jolts from my lower body, making me groan loudly as my body yanks back down. It felt like I was being poked by a million needles.

His smile widened, sending a chill down my spine. "You can't escape me, Friah," he whispered, his voice filled with malice. My heart pounded in my chest as I jolted awake, the remnants of my nightmare still clinging to my mind like a lingering fog. Sweat coated my brow as I struggled to catch my breath, the echo of Drenver's menacing words still ringing in my ears. "Friah, are you alright?" Vince's voice cut through the darkness, filled with concern as he reached out to gently shake my shoulder. "You were tossing and turning in your sleep."

But as he placed his hands in mine and I hoisted him up with all my strength, the towel fell away and floated to the floor, and even though I hadn't wanted to, my eyes had momentarily landed on his shaft, which was still hard and standing up against his abdomen. “Umm…” I swallowed, not knowing what to say. But Night sure did. “Help me out.” “What?” My eyes were as wide as saucers as I looked up at him. Did I just hear him right? “Help out a ‘friend’ will you?” Night chuckled, his eyes still heavy lidded. “It’ll be embarrassing to go to the hospital in this state. I don’t want to answer a hell lot of questions about how I got a hard on…it’ll be embarrassing…so help me.”

But his skin color, it’s so pale. “I’m Felix Lazarus Crimson.” He bent down and placed his lips on the back of my palm. “How did you-” My eyes widened when he starts to get blurred as if he was now fading. “Wait!” I shouted but he didn’t hear me until he vanish in front of me. I open my eyes and sat down on my bed, gasping for air. I didn’t remember myself falling asleep. I thought I was just staring at my ceiling. Crimson eyes. His face flashed in my mind, the way he smile and the way he said that he finally found me. What is he talking about? Have we met before? Because I can’t remember a single thing that we met.

“Answer it. But no cleaners. No turndown service, no turnup service, no champagne, no fruit, and no bloody harps.” “Very good, sir,” says Hermes, eyeing him anxiously. “You permit me.” Hermes edges past Ben, into the lobby, and opens the door. In sweeps Nico, followed by the six workmen from last night. “Good morning, Mr. Parr, Mrs. Parr!” he breezes. “I trust you slept well? A thousand apologies for last night. But I have good news! We have come to change your bed.”

Maybe it would be a regular town, with regular people who fought and lived and loved and prospered and lost and made mistakes. Maybe it would be a town without shadows. Alex thought he could live in a town like that. Tuesday L auren hated hospitals, hated the way they smelled like sickness and pain no matter how much disinfectant they used. But nobody could make her leave Jake’s room, not even the doctors and nurses who told her repeatedly that visiting hours were over. She just looked at them and told them she wasn’t leaving, and they suddenly decided they needed to do something elsewhere.

Her amber eyes had watched Eira hungrily while her jaws opened and closed, revealing sharp teeth threatening to rip her to pieces. When her eyes opened, the sun's warm rays brushed her face. The little dove drawn on her back felt warm and it made her touch her neck. The wounds had healed but the memories were deeply engraved in her mind. Every time she closed her eyes, she saw Rafael with his white pupils and pointy fangs. She shook the memory away for time being and got out of the bed. She hoped it for a good day but the hope vanished the moment Nate said Damien wanted to have a word with her.