Opens On Novels & Stories

I went to my vanity and took out a burner SIM card. It was wrapped in a note containing a single sentence: "The Neptune, 3 PM tomorrow, Pier 2. A big gift." I walked to the window and passed the note to the man. "Give this to your boss," I whispered. He took it and was gone, melting into the shadows of the garden. I returned to the vanity and looked at my reflection. Sophia. Damien. The game is over. My game has just begun.

“So you think you can force it to open again?” Cadence jumped a little at the sound of his voice, like she’d forgotten he was there. Clearly, Cale was a little behind. “It opens every six hours. We just don’t know where it’s going to open.” “So why don’t they just hop out while it’s open? Why does it matter where they are? They can call us when they’re out?” the doctor asked. I had been wondering the same thing. Even though Brandon sort of said why, it didn’t make a whole lot of sense to me, unless there was something he hadn’t told me. Maybe those demons they were fighting were doing something to prevent that from happening.

A knock came, causing me to jump from my thoughts. I thought against answering the door, but whoever it was, wasn't going to leave so easily. "I'm coming." At said at the persistent knocks. I wiped my eyes, then walked over to the door and swung it open to see Christenna. She held up a small basket before her face. "I brought a small offering." She said. "Hmm, ok." I stepped aside to let her in. She looked around the place, then back at me. "Royal-Reign?" She said.

The door to my office flies open. Fuck! No.

The last item on the fourth column was still open. I would close it in Ironveil.

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Everyone exchanged uneasy glances, the stifling atmosphere silencing any support for the speaker. Suddenly, the doors to the conference room swung open. Rowan's eyes snapped toward the man barging in, and they turned icy.

Strange Tension Upon Your Return - Episode 45 Suddenly, a soft knock at her door propelled her heart to skip a beat. “Tante?” She reached for her dressing sacque and rose from the vanity where she had been brushing her hair. “My intentions are not as chaste as your aunt's,” she heard a deep voice grumble.

“I always was.” “I know that, but now it is all real, Haven.” He said as he took her hand. “Now I get to do those little things for the rest of my life.” “Like what? “she asked as he brought her hand to his mouth to kiss the back of it. “Like opening the door.” He said. “That is my thing I get to do for the rest of my life for you.” “Opening the door?” She asked with a laugh. “Yes.” He said as he kissed her hand. “That is something I can do forever. I will always open the door for you.”

Callie I didn’t waste the day pretending to be patient. Every tick of the clock pushed my thoughts further down a road I’d already decided I wasn’t turning back from. The anticipation built until my skin tingled. He was in his office when I went upstairs, the door shut. I didn’t knock. Instead, I went to my room and pulled the small black box from the back of my drawer, the one I’d told myself I’d never have a reason to use. I had bought it when Jude and I were still together untill…