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he interrupted. “Stop following me Jax,” I commanded establishing my authority changing the conversation because at the end of the day he was just a massive fan of mine. “No, I want recommendations on books, preferably the slow burns with two people trying to fight their connection when they were soulmates from the moment they met but they were blind.” I know what he was doing. He was trying to describe our romance but ours was a tragedy, not a romance in my books anyway. I huffed annoyed and played his game, by saying “I would recommend Birthday Girl by Penelo-“

It exhausted me, so I sat down on a bench close to the park. I sobbed so much and prayed for death to come and visit me. Why is my world falling apart? What did I do to deserve this? Noah broke my trust. After everything we’ve been through, I thought we were going to have a happy life together. I guess it was all just a dream. A fairytale, I presume. Who knew he had other plans? He betrayed me and cheated on me with someone else. I sobbed for God knows how long, and then I felt someone handing me a designer’s pink handkerchief. I looked up and saw a handsome dude beside me.

*** --- *Blair’s Point of View* --- He's about to hit me with his right claws, but I stopped it using my telekinesis. Now, he can't move, and this time, I will take the chance to kill him as slowly as possible. I sent small fireballs to him, and I can feel his fear through his eyes. You just messed with the wrong person. The fireballs are getting nearer to his body, and they will dig deep in his flesh and into his bones. Then it will slowly turn him into ashes while he's still alive. He deserves to feel that pain.

This felt too unreal, like those paid dramas I and mama used to watch when I was little. “Flustered? No” I answered. He stared at me, his wet hair dripping on his face, his eyes were calm, yet, they brimmed with passion. “So tell me Amelia, shall I name you the flustered cat? You seem flustered to me” he said, his eyes staring at mine and then down to my lips and then to my eyes again. What is this feeling? I could feel my heart hammering against my chest, my body feeling hot even with the Air conditioner turned on.

I am grateful for the respite, as no one seems to be paying attention to me. I pull my cell phone out of my bag and open the Kindle app. It's still a while before class starts, so I want to read a chapter first. I duck my head and look at my phone as I devour the words on the screen. I started a book last night , and by all the saints, I think this book is going to tear me apart by the end. The main character goes through so much and then the supposed hero makes her suffer too. I must have cried about a million times, especially when I got to the part of the book about her past. I haven't even finished it yet and I feel like I already have a book hangover.

Their passion was palpable, and I could taste it on my tongue, a sweet and heady flavor that left me craving more. The men, whom I had just started a life with, before Kali. They were a constellation of stars, each one shining their unique light, but together forming a dazzling and ethereal display of love and passion. They were my everything, my heart and soul. Kali! My throat hurt with immeasurable pain as the brutal memory of him slicing my throat open and ending my life. “I am dead,” I said with as much voice as I could muster. “Deceased, why yes my child you are dead,” a woman’s voice said clearly with a slight giggle. “What is so funny about that,” I proclaimed with annoyance as I brou

HUSBAND. He smiled sadly. She didn't want to acknowledge their marriage but didn't react. He was tired of always reacting to every little thing. If he was to win her back, he had to start with always controlling his temper especially around her. ‍​‌‌​​‌‌‌​​‌​‌‌​‌​​​‌​‌‌‌​‌‌​​​‌‌​​‌‌​‌​‌​​​‌​‌‌‍Book From Passion to Obsession, chapter Chapter 43, page 1 read online

"What do you do when you experience passionate feelings at that point, Suzette?" "Mon ami, I quickly go for a fortnight to the ocean—one is lost on the off chance that one becomes hopelessly enamored in the metier—the man stomps on then, at that point, — stomps on and sneaks off—for everything great one must never feel." "Yet, you have a good nature, Suzette; do you feel for me?" "Hein?" she asked, pointing to all of her tiny white teeth. "Thou? —Thou art very rich, mon chou." Ladies will continuously

He turned back and moved closer to Angela. “That’s why I want you to stay away from him.” “Okay, I promise I would avoid him from now on.” Angela said. Feeling pity for him about the loss of his aunt. “But you went in the fire at the resort.” Angela said. Trenton held her chin up with an affectionate gaze. “I make sacrifices for who I love. I love you Angela, please be mine and mine alone.” He confessed his feelings. The words sounded unbelievable to Angela. “Don’t leave me. I would do whatever it takes to keep you by my side. We’re not talking about divorce anymore. I bless the day we got married.” Trenton added. Angela’s eyes glistened with tears. This was really happening.

He glances again at the book cover; a sinful image of a man bent over a woman on all fours. The way he speaks and calls my name sends electricity crackling through me. I run my tongue unconsciously over my dry lips. He moves forward, stalking like a tiger who has found his prey. I gasp as he pulls me forward, cupping my ass with his fingers and rubbing his erection against me. Zane hard for me? Sammy needs to apologize to me. “Do you want me, Zara?” He purrs. “Because I want you. So fucking bad.” “More than the other ladies?” I feel stupid for asking.