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Then we both walked towards our own cars. At home, I took a shower and made something to eat. It wasn’t anything special or grand, just chicken bouillon soup and toast. When it was made, I took my soup and my toast to sit on my couch in the parlor. While eating, I was scrolling through the apps on my phone and decided to read a romance novel. I love reading how the characters fall in love. And since I don’t have a romantic life right now, living vicariously through the characters is the closest I can get to falling in love. It’s pathetic really, but since I am 38 years old it’s just a way of life. After I finished eating my toast and drinking my soup, I washed my dishes and went into

So, lying with her back on the bed, she stared at the flat ceiling, thinking. His father confiscated the book she, literally, risked her life for and stole her the freedom of abusing its content. Now what? What should she do to retrieve it? Automatically, her eyes landed on the purple-eyed boy. She’d been taken aback when their eyes met. There really was something in the way the crystals of his orbs twinkle. It made Z’s stomach rumble in such a confusing manner. It’s something she never has felt before, but there’s no time deciphering a code she couldn’t pinpoint. The most important matter now was to get her hands on that book.

Before he could say anything more, he watched Katherine collapse on the floor with a loud thud. A/N: Hey Readers!! First of all, sorry for not updating the chapter yesterday. I wanted to give you regular updates this week too but sadly, both my books, 'His lost love' and 'Doomed to love you' were stolen and illegally published on a pirate app Solnovel. I had a hectic day, informing my Editor, talking to my fellow authors and sending emails to those cheap apps.

** Nick had known it was a possibility—that Prestwich’s house in the cheap shady part of town where all the lowlifes, hookers and drug dealers lived would be looted. And it was. Everything that could be carried through the broken grimy window out of sight from the street on the back of the house in the filthy little dump had been taken, including and especially the high-end mountain bike he’d paid for because Sariah refused to consider what he’d asked of her without it. Well, at least she’d come cheaper than Teri.

Exhaustion is taking over, and I am having trouble keeping my eyes open. Right before my eyes close, the last thing I see is Braxius's blue-green eyes filled with love and sorrow. Except, I somehow know everything will be all right with him. That only thought is making my leaving easier, and I stop fighting the darkness. I am floating away towards total oblivion. I am having a few brief flashbacks of my short life of twenty-two years and growing up in New Jersey with Meena, my younger sister of nine months. I accepted my entry-level position at a prestigious marketing firm and graduating from college with honors as a business major with a minor in history.

Hello! Thank you very much for reading my book. And I'm very sorry if I suddenly ended my book. I'm having some trouble focusing lately and I have a family problem at the moment so I hope you understand. Thank you so much for reading my book, I appreciate it a lot.❤ And congratulations on reaching the end of the story. I know it's short and things suddenly went too fast but I do hope you were at least satisfied reading this book.❤ Anyways, Happy New Year everyone! I hope you had a good year and this year to be a better year for all of us!

I could see it—his soul was starting to slip away. … The first of November, exactly 11 years since we met. That night, Shawn sat under the dim prison lights as he flipped through my diary. I floated beside him, face crinkling in disgust as I reached out to snatch my diary from him. He reacted instantly, gripping my wrist with one hand and clutching the diary with the other. His sudden movement enraged his cellmate. The burly man grabbed the book and ripped it to shreds. At that moment, something inside me snapped.

"The world is autonomous. The twins are ready. Now, the White Wolf and the Rebel must decide where they go when the story ends." I looked at Félix, and then at the mountains. Two chapters left. The Crown was gone. The Chain was broken. The Memory was safe. "Let the farewell come," I said, my voice a steady, human resonance. "We've given them everything we were." Lost of the memory-rain starting one last time—not a magical frequency, but real, cold water washing away the last of the old world’s dust.

Can you come watch my show? A glaring single tick appeared next to the message. He had been blocked. He tried again with a new number. Still nothing. The panic finally shattered the forced calm and arrogance he had been holding onto. Clive shoved past everyone and ran out. The night wind was icy. He drove straight back to the small place they had rented together. Everything that belonged to Julia was gone, cleaned out so completely that it was as if she had never existed. He rushed to every place near campus she might've gone.

I only want to regain my freedom before I die. Sensing my resolution, she frantically grabbed me. "No! You can't leave us. Even if you have to die, you must die by my side!" Suddenly, I felt the world spin around me as pain surged through my entire body. It was then that I realized I had forgotten to take my medication the night before. I hurriedly pulled out my bottle of pills from my pocket. Just as I unscrewed the cap, she started violently tugging me away. Caught by surprise, I lost my grip on the bottle. As it fell on the floor, so did I.