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I explained with excitement evident in my voice but he was the one with a confused look on his face now. "Book trope? I have no idea what you are talking about but you have to do this for a year." He breathes out as if this was a normal conversations he has on a daily basis. I shook my head, realising that this isn't some romance book trope and it was real life. There were no fairy tale endings in real life and Xavier Hudson was not a morally grey hero. He was the devil with no heart and soul. "Wait? First of all, why me? and second of all, what makes you think I will even agree to this?" I asked, folding my arms in front of my chest and I noticed his eyes checking out my boobs momentarily.

There are only ten minutes left in the college entrance exam when the back door of the classroom bursts open. My best friend, Isaac Powell, kicks it in. He grabs me by the back of my collar, drags me out of the hall, and shoves me into a black SUV idling at the curb. "Are you insane? That was the college entrance exam!" I yell. "Is an exam more important than your life? The students in that room… are probably all dead by now!" Before I can respond, my phone starts buzzing like crazy. Notifications flood the class group chat. "@Trevon, the proctor is looking for you." "@Trevon, did you forget about the party after the test?" "@Trevon, where the hell did you go?" My stomach drops as I

What a life. I was always minding my job that I didn't know that a rumor had started going around the club 'It is said that Grace is the only high girl that hasn't taken any man out to 'continue' service'. If someone is a member of that club they would know what the word 'continue' means. And just like that another competition began and a bet was placed. 'The first person to make Grace 'continue' the service would be the winner of the competition and the bet'. With that many guests started waiting in my service room, some started paying times six, times seven, and even times eight tempting me and promising a lot if I left the club with them but after the end of their time I left with no one

He responded harshly. Thomas's words flew like daggers into his battered heart. The pain and guilt overriding him were too much. " And it worked. It really worked." He mumbled, his heart bleeding. He was almost trembling. This was his karma. Thomas's expression softened a bit he saw the tears glazing in his eyes. Only a little, his face was still hard as steel.

I screamed, thrashing wildly. “Shut up!” one of the men shouted. He pressed a soaked napkin over my nose and mouth. The sharp, chemical smell burned my nostrils. My struggles grew weaker. My vision started to blur. Through fading eyes, I stared at Roy — the man I had trusted, the man who had taken me in — as the horrifying realization sank in. How could he sell me like this? What great sin had I committed to deserve this? The world spun. My body went limp.

I lay face down in the snow, my stomach cramping so badly that I couldn't straighten up. My body hurt, but what cut deeper was the chill in my heart. Owen Schultz stood protectively in front of Sandy Hatfield, his voice dripping with disgust. "Brooke Greer, can you stop being such a buzzkill? Sandy was just teaching me how to switch edges, and she got a little carried away. You're the one with a weak body who insisted on coming to the slopes, and now you're here faking an injury and playing the victim. Get up already. Don't embarrass us."

“What about you Adam? I heard you're already running Rockwell's Empire on your own, eh?” The wide grin on his lips slowly faded as Adam gave him a sideward glance, his narrowed eyes threatening him to get his hand off of him or he'd lose it without knowing it. Gulping, Joseph quickly stepped back with his hands in the air. “Whoa, chill.” Foren made a face. She was worried that she would ruin the atmosphere in this reunion, but it seemed somebody else was doing the job for her. ‘This guy is really arrogant and annoying!’ As tension formed in the air, all of them heaved out a sigh of relief when their service bus finally arrived. They entered the vehicle with their ‘partners in seat’ as what t

I was terrified and want my Amanda to be here to save me but all I was seeing these guys who are nothing more than the devil. One guy starts unhooking his pants and lower it and with the hard slap on my face he started ripping my clothes and all I could do is resist as much as I can but with bruised stomach and bleeding nose my struggles getting weaker and weaker all I want Amanda to come and rescue me and save from these people.

Scale, check. I frowned at the scale, that had been the result of reading 50 shades and the pool scene, but now I wasn't feeling sure about it. I blew a heavy breath hoping I don't have to use it. Who was I kidding? I was definitely not using it. Finally, condoms, check.

I've been married to Federico Moretti for four years, and the entire time, we've lived in a run-down basement. He works three jobs, all to save up money to buy me a house filled with morning sunlight and make it our home. So when the doctor gives me my diagnosis, all I can think about is how I'm about to become a burden to him. When I get home, Federico is crouched in front of a leaking pipe, wrapping tape around it. He looks up and spots the hospital envelope in my hand, his expression darkening. "Sera, how many times have I told you? Those white coats are all crooks. Look at Alfredo's mom. She had a whole bunch of tests done and spent all that money, only to get better after drinking