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I handed him a candy. Because my mom always said that children wouldn't cry after eating candy. However, when his chubby little hand took the candy, he cried even harder. Later, when I started primary school, I discovered he was in the same class as me. But it seemed like none of the classmates liked him. They even gave him the nickname "Chubs." The nickname was cute, but he didn't like it. He always walked home alone with his schoolbag. One day after school, he was being bullied by kids from another class. He was cornered against the classroom wall.

It wasn't long before I heard the sound of bones breaking, followed by the soft, icy touch of Boreas' hair. "Good night," I said as I drifted off to sleep. ************ Note: Don't forget to like, comment and share the book! This really helps it grow on the platform

Valerie took a seat on the couch next to the youngest children and noticed that the youngest is interested in watching anime, particularly the one that they are currently watching on television, ‘Sailor Sun. “Woah, she's so gorgeous, and her transformation is amazing,” the youngest commented, imitating the protagonist they were watching. Valerie agreed and watch the show with her as Mrs. Nettle is preparing their dinner. Mrs. Nettle finishes cooking dinner after thirty minutes and asks her youngest daughter to summon her father and older brother for dinner, "Faith, can you please call your father and brother for dinner," and her child nods before going to her father's and brother's rooms to

Her voice cracked. Yeah, she wanted that bribed healer to clean this up—but Martha was gone. And the other crib? Still. Too still. No crying. No movement. "James..." she leaned in, trying to whisper, probably begging him to grab the real pup before it was too late— But her words got crushed under the sound of heavy boots. The crowd shifted. Wolves parted. Five robed elders strode in, each marked with a unique crest. The silver-haired one with the full moon emblem gave me a nod.

a male voice said from outside the room Everyone turned to see Yamato walking into the room. He looked like he had been working nonstop and was completely out of energy. "We have Yen" he said "We have Rosewell" "We have Fubuki" "We have Kojiro" "We have Inumaki" "We have me" "We have Mina and her two new friends" "We have an entire city of people" "And most importantly...." "We have you" "If we can properly utilize what we have, I see victory in our favor" he said

“The princess of Handar.” He cocked his head to the side and studied her face for a moment. “Nya, sweetheart, you can’t possibly--” Slate’s words were cut short as an arrow pierced his body, near his heart. Her eyes enlarged as she turned to see one of the Beelzanborg troops getting ready to notch another arrow. Flint, Slate’s brother, was near the soldier and moved at him, anger apparent on his reddening face. He drew his sword and cut him down, but when Nya turned back to Slate, she could see it might be too late.

After we became mates, Johnny was so afraid Zack would threaten his position that he locked Zack away. As I stood at the entrance of the manor, I crushed the only blooming rose at the gate with my hand. Zack was nearby, leaning against the doorframe, a charming and cunning smile on his lips. "Looks like you're in trouble, Honored Luna?" I nodded lightly, crushing the petals in my hand. "It's time for the pack to have a new Alpha." When Johnny returned from his trip, I would give him a surprise he would never forget.

Kiara The palace buzzed like a kicked hornet's nest the morning after the poisoning. I sat hunched over my writing desk, squinting at The Crowns of Narcolantia: A Visual Compendium, trying, and failing, to understand why anyone needed twelve names for essentially the same jeweled headpiece. The book's musty pages smelled like generations of disinterested noble girls had cried over them. Julise paced behind me, her boots wearing grooves into the plush rug. "They're saying it was Ruby," she announced, tossing a folded note onto the desk.

He signaled for him to come over. Upon hearing that, Nina halted her movements. Her hand had frozen mid-wipe. "Isn't Calvin supposed to be the heir to Prosperous Group? Why is the heir turned into someone who goes by the last name Smith?" It was many people's first time seeing him, but they could tell that the future heir to Prosperous Group had an undeniable, commanding presence. Callum's youthful appearance belied the maturity and authority in his demeanor. I turned a deaf ear to Nina and looked around the room, noting that Calvin was still nowhere to be seen. It seemed like the show was about to kick off.