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*** Writer’s POV: Saïda left Noure’s presence, irritated once again. Even though she tried every single time to be with him, the way she used too, it’d become so hard. Ever since she’d tasted something different. A different man. Asahd. - She returned to the palace at around five that evening. Asahd’s POV: I was in the library again that evening, studying and discussing with my father. My first crowning ceremony was in a few days and I was a little nervous.

Date Ended: Novermber 15th, 2019. ¤¤¤ Epilogue The main reason and purpose of writing Aisha's Challenges is to build our faith in Allah (S.W.T) and to increase our learning skills and knowledge about Islam. As we already know, it contains quranic verses, important daily prayers andsupplications. Most all, this book comprises moral lessons that anyone can easily learn from. This is an original work. Please and please, for the fear and the sake of God, DO NOT COPY MY WORK.

Nicolai couldn't help but smile as he approached the chair where Alessia had obviously fallen asleep. The book that had dropped from her hands onto the thick carpet was facedown, its title Twisted Shifters – Four Twisted Romances. One Very Good Time. He picked it up and flipped through the pages, chuckling. Cursed Dildos and AI that came alive indeed. A faint blush dusted her cheeks from the warmth of the fire and he imagined her reading the steamy passages, lost in a world of make-believe lovers.

Elle asked Asha, trying to lighten the mood. “No. I already have enough cases to read,” Asha replied dryly before smiling faintly. “But I would love to hear about whatever you are reading.” “Why not? Lately….Most of them are revenge stories, you know the kind where the husband leaves his wife for his childhood lover, then the wife comes back stronger and the husband spends the rest of the story begging for her to return. It’s honestly so satisfying to watch men crawl,” Elle said with a pleased expression.

Now, we stand before the ruins, hand in hand, watching a new dawn. She asked me to prove with my actions that I would never leave her again. I kiss her. Not out of duty, not because of the Moon Goddess's will, but because of love. Pure, burning, unconditional love. "Sienna," I whisper in her ear. "Hmm?" "I love you." It's the first time I've ever said those three words to her. She freezes for a second, then smiles, her eyes shining with happy tears. "I love you too, you bastard."

she said. I nodded and took the cup. I drank quickly from it and wanted more. "Do you still want more water?" She asked. I nodded at once, I was very much thirsty, I haven't realized that until now. She brought more water, more and more. I took a deep breath. I was finally satisfied, my body was a little relaxed unlike before. "My name is Nina, what's your name?" The lady asked sitting on a chair close by. I swallowed hard. "I am Selena..." I answered bowing my head while I picked on my fingers.

The Farthest Shore Mikhail walked up the steps to Berkley's Club, his skin tingling. It had been a long time since he'd scented a virgin woman in her prime. He'd stayed away from humans for so long that he'd almost forgotten how the sweet, floral scent of a naturally beautiful woman could tease his nostrils. The little virgin gemologist was as ripe as a red apple hanging low on the branch, begging to be plucked. His body hardened at the thought of getting her alone, stripping her naked, and inhaling that intoxicating, pure scent until he was drunk with the aroma.

Eternity Mercer, because to Ivy, I was the only one, and to me, Ivy was forever. On Eternity’s first birthday, I saw Nina again after a long time. She came to offer her congratulations, holding a bouquet of fresh lisianthus, along with a small gift box. At the time, I was holding Eternity while speaking softly with Ivy. The sight of our family of three, so full of happiness, stabbed painfully at Nina’s eyes. Through tears, she said, "Ash, if I had not gotten so close to Rowan back then, would this happiness have been mine? We would have had a lovely baby too..."

By the time Friday crept in, St. Valen’s had already learned her name. Not properly. Not the way that mattered. But in the way that traveled fastest in places like this: through whispers and warped retelling. The new girl from Manila. The Sombra heiress. The one with the Rottweiler. The one who told Luca Ashford “no” and smiled while she did it. Althea heard versions of herself she didn’t recognize drifting behind her in corridors.