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She pushed all the books to the floor,kicking away all the rubbish and settling down on the chair, resting her head on the table. “E-excuse me.” A small voice called out by her side. She opened her eyes to see who it was, a cute girl with glasses. She remembered her from her past life. She was one of the people that were nice to her and tried to warn her but she ignored her. Her name was Nora. In the future, she was an excellent script writer who was so popular but she married a bad man who beat her and later she ended up dead with her wrists slit in her bathtub. It was all over the news. She would try as much as she could to protect her in this life.

Rose immediately closed her book and hide it before Nora came closer "Just do it,,I have no choice. That sister of mine is not ready to help" Nora muttered "So,,deal?" Rose asked Nora nodded Rose smiled and took her book,,,Nora sat down with her and Rose started writing it. "Do you want me to teach you instead?" Rose asked "I think that's better" Nora smiled but immediately frowned again Rose almost laughed but she didn't,she started explaining and they ended up doing it together. "Never knew it's as simple as this" Nora smiled after they finished it

Soft footsteps, the faint creak of a mattress, a drawer opening, fabric shifting. I carefully nudged the door open a bit and peered inside. Nora stood by my bed, lifting the corner of the mattress with one hand while sliding something underneath with the other. Her entire demeanor had changed, gone was the gentle sister, replaced by someone sharp, precise, and cold. She wasn’t even being subtle about it. I waited until she smoothed the blanket back into place, then I pushed the door open fully. “Here’s your…” I lifted an empty glass meaningfully, “Oh. You don’t want it anymore?”

Chapter 2: An opportunity She finally stood up from the ground, looked around, and then left. Her name is Nora Remington, a lady of 24 years old with Emerald eyes and brown hair, she is from Fresno in California. Nora's flight time it's the same as Kieran but she decided to smell the environment of Fresno once before finally leaving for New York to start a new life. She has a friend who lives in New York and is ready to find a job for Nora.

He was good, like really good. As I turned the next page, I found not the eyes of a wolf but the eyes of Katarina staring back at me, her beautiful hair cascading over one side of her shoulder and a beautiful smile lighting up the curves of her lips. Damn, he got every single detail of Katarina perfect, right down to the tiny scar she had on the corner of her eyebrow. Honestly in real life its near invisible to the eye, the only telltale that it was even there was the slight lack of hair where her eyebrow should be but nowhere near noticeable unless she told you the story of how she had acquired it. I turned another page yet again finding another portrait of Katarina only this time she was a

The one that got away: Nora followed Kip down the long hall. She kept her eyes focused on her surroundings but didn't try looking into any of the rooms. She didn't want to see any more horrors. Kip glanced over his shoulder and noticed Nora’s discomfort and began hitting the buttons on the wall as he passed them. The dark gray wall became clear as Nora walked by each one. Each room held the same horror but different stage. Somewhere just starting to shift, some didn't make it and laid dead on the floor. The nurse in the room looked relieved. Others were the Lobo standing over the person nurse’s dead body.

she acknowledged. I sheepishly brushed my hair back from my face and nodded. “Yeah, there’s something that I’m trying to find in here—well, something I’m hoping I can find in here.” “What is it? Maybe I can help,” she offered. I bit the inside of my cheek. “I’m looking for a book on dark creatures.” Based on Nora’s expression, that was likely the last thing she would have thought for me to be searching for. However, a moment went by before she narrowed her eyes in thought.

Far from the palace, beyond the lush forests and guarded borders of the kingdom, nestled in the jagged cliffs where the sun barely touched the land, lived a woman cloaked in shadows. Nora. Her beauty mirrored Aurora’s—identical in every way down to the celestial blue of her eyes and the cascade of dark hair. But where Aurora’s presence brought warmth and light, Nora radiated cold ambition and eerie stillness. Raised in the hidden covens of the dark witches, she had never known love or mercy. Her life had been shaped by rituals, curses, and the hunger for power. The witches whispered a prophecy from the moment she could walk: The moon bore two, but only one shall rise.

Think again. I hadn’t even enchanted the last rune mark, sealing everything shut, before I felt someone else’s magic rolling into the room. Calm. Alert. Not aggressive, but not welcome either. Didn’t take me lifting a finger to see who it was today. She didn’t ooze around corners like Batista or stab like Maelin. Nora’s magic strutted through the room, confident and bright, and couldn’t care less if I liked it. Nora Carver was looking for me.

Their surroundings were not only beautiful but very romantic, different love birds could be seen hanging around every corner of the hotel, some making out, some chatting while some were busy taking pictures. Nora's personality was different from Clara , she did everything Clara wouldn't dare to do, she turned the weak Clara into a classic woman who was strong-minded and afraid of anything. She is a playful and socializing person. Being with her was fun. He thanked God that her mind was normal, there was no violent side to her, she was only a carefree person and a shopping addict. He needs to meet Clara, but that's easier said than done.