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The one Yvonne had on that afternoon — that was the real stunner. Yvonne had waltzed in earlier, all smiles, showing off her new bling to me. "Pretty, right? Eric got it for me. However, don't get green with envy — I snagged an extra with points, and he'll get you one too." Eric noticed I was not thrilled with the necklace and his forehead wrinkled with concern. "What's the matter? Isn't this your favorite? I haven't given you much over the years, so why aren't you happy when I finally do?"

“IT’S JUST I HAD a different book in mind when ink spilled on this one, plus what’s left to do in a finished book?” They, of course, ignored me Completely probably deciding if I would not explain, they were just going to proceed. One of the three waved their hand above the inky darkness we were standing on, and instantly a book on a pedestal was in front of them on the floor. It showed off my title, ‘1001 Dark Tales’. I instantly held my breath, hoping they didn’t realize what that meant. But if they had, they said nothing. Instead, they just started flipping through the pages of the book, looking for which store to choose.

Harlow turned around again and saw the orange light down the hallway. "Hello?" She called out. Harlow started to take a few steps towards the light. The only response she got was her echo, and the light turned brighter. Suddenly, she knew what that light was. The flames of the fire took all it could, yet the walls remained firm. Flames rise into the ceiling as if they were challenging the heavens to stop their consumption of what was those hallways, the only place keeping her captive. Yet the fire was impatient, and the ceiling breathes aeons and moments as if it were one. Finally, the beautifully wooden hallway turned into turmoil, only becoming a speck of dust.

After quite some time, I’ve received a reply so my smile was so big and bright. Grant: Yes, I’m already sleeping by now. I smiled even more and slightly laugh at his playful remark. Me: Will you go to school tomorrow? Grant: Yes, Good night. Me: Goodnight, Grant. Sweet dreams… I shook my head as I turn off my phone. I also turned off the lights and covered myself with the comforter. I remember the guy a while ago. Am I going to tell Mama about it? What if he’s a bad person and killed me? At least Mama would have a clue as to who’s my murderer.

Drake’s POV – I stir awake to the faint echoes of battle still humming through the air. The scent of blood clings to the wind, but the fighting is ending—our men and Baylee’s wolves are finishing off the last of the rogues. It doesn’t take long. When it’s over, Ben taps me, and I open my eyes with a groan, blinking as the sunlight hits me full in the face. “Damn, that’s bright,” I mumble, shielding my eyes. Beside me, Dain groans too, clutching his head as the last traces of poison seep from my body. Caron’s potion is working—cleansing, pushing out the darkness.

“To be continued...” Guys, this is the book-II or Sequel of the story, "Her Bidder," do tell me if you liked the blurb or not. And for better understanding of Bold and Italic words I would suggest to read on the web version of Good Novel. Thank You. The Lost brother, will be coming in January, 2021 on Good Novel.

The door opened and Ellis fell forward but never made it to the floor before everything went dark. - - - - - Ellis was burning up. Sweat coated her face and she tried to throw off the blanket but it was made from lead because she couldn’t lift it. So hot. She moaned, tossing her head. The pain… A cool cloth on her forehead. She tried to say how grateful she was but her mouth was dry and she could no longer speak. Darkness shrouded her again. Blessed darkness. There was no more pain. - - - - - Ellis opened her eyes.

Alistair felt his end was near, but wasn't about to die without a fight, so he started throwing fireballs at Selene indifferently, but she turned into a fiery form and began to absorb every fireball. The eyes of everyone, from the army of wizards and demons, turned to this meadow. Elisabeth, Meredith, Teresa and Eleonore, with Eleazar's help, made their way up the hill quickly. The light that emanated from Selene's body made it as bright as daytime, despite the late hour.

Eyes slowly open only to be momentarily blinded by unforgiving brightness that had mercilessly shot itself into her pupils. In a distance not far away from her pointy ears, is the constant clicking of a pen that had gathered its horrible piercing sound to rest tightly in the chambers of Hanna's ears. Bit by bit, her eyes open completely to explore the unknown room that was flooded by a strong smell of medicine and bright lights all around its corners. "Where…am I?" Quickly after raising her head up from a creamy-white pillow, Hanna investigated her presence in the foreign room, fully unaware of Miss Won's presence.

Chapter 93 Bright who has no idea that he was the one the lecturer was talking didn't bother responding to her question. The pupil were all looking at bright as they expect him to stand up and introduce himself to them but he seems not to heard what she said.."please someone should touch him for me. The woman around her 40s shrugged at them when she couldn't find the patient to wait for him to understand that he was actually the one she was talking about. "dummy, look over here. Our lecturer is talking to you". One of the Bully who first talk to him earlier shrugged at him as he glared at his front and found the woman staring at him. "I guess you're new here Huh.. introduce yourself to us".