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When she came back, she found Cela sitting beside a big balikbayan box looking disappointed. "You found them," Nanny Rita said. "So they bought a lot of copies of my book," Cela said in a dismayed tone. "They were very supportive especially your mother," Nanny Rita explained. "How about the second book?" Cela asked. Nanny Rita sighed. She knows her too well so she's careful with her words. "I am not sure if your brother already ordered but he has plans," she answered. Cela remains disappointed.

she handed the book back to me as if to rid herself of it. "It's stupid. Everyone has a different journey on this Earth so the advice that's listed it's useless," I found myself trying to put the book back on the shelf but I still couldn't reach. "Ren honey, put the book on there," there was this silver rectangular prism that stood right below my waist. I placed the book on its surface and it immediately vanished from the platform.

When the gremlins knew about that, they almost scolded him but then he said, "Well, I'm rich, so I'mma just gonna buy what books I want." Upon hearing that, some gremlins fall into a state of agony while a gremlin almost scolded him in French. After many disputes and arguments, the gremlins finally let Noel kept his books on a condition of an extra Gremlin Pops for each of them. Gremlin Pops is a candy that Noel created to reward the gremlins for their hard work in the library. The ingredients to make those were also easily obtained, that is concentrated pure honey mixed with habanero sauce and some sugar and fairy dust.

“How are you walking?” Poppy asked, shaking her head. Raina could feel her cheeks heat up at that. Her best friend glanced at her and pointed her finger at her. “No you don’t! You can’t pull that I’m too embarrassed by what I did card. You are in your birthday suit getting drilled by huge Alpha dick in the headlines. You don’t get to act all shy!”

You are a genius, Taylor! With a sudden spark of evil inspiration only of the Taylor Crewman kind, I knew exactly what my junior year project was gonna be. I opened a fresh file and started typing. "Populars! You'll mostly find these sets of people in learning institutions, young adult novels and cheesy teen movies. But has anyone ever sat down and wondered how they became so?

“Better than that club, at least.” “Exactly.” April disappeared into the back room, returning with a stack of books. She plopped them in front of me. “Here. Keep your hands busy, maybe your brain will stop overloading.” I rolled my eyes but pulled the stack closer. “My brain has stopped overloading, work master.” “Motivator,” she corrected with a grin.

Ronnie says quietly, pulling the old book back in front of him, his fingers tracing over the ancient text, searching for something. “Pops,” the Luna says through the phone, and Poppy finally hitches a breath. She shakes her head, her copper curls bouncing with the movement. I know before she even moves what she’s about to do. She’s going to run. The phone drops from her hand with a thunk, and she presses her palms to the table before her chair scrapes back and she pushes to her feet. “I need some air,” she breathes, her voice small and shaky. Leo and Jake are already out of their seats.

If you are triggered by such content, please proceed with caution or consider skipping this chapter. ~~~ Author's POV: When they reached the second floor, Poppy tried once more to pull away. This time, she shoved Penelope hard enough to knock her off balance. “Let go of me!” she cried, her voice raw with panic. Penelope stumbled but caught herself—and came back with a slap that echoed down the long hallway like a whip crack. Poppy’s cheek burned, her skin stinging where fingers had landed. She tasted blood on her tongue. Her hands flew to her face, but she wasn’t surprised. She should’ve never come to the party. She wasn’t invited, wasn’t wanted.

"See? It's a hickey. She's a slut who seduces men, she's slept with Leon." The whole class murmured at Amalia Poppins' announcement. Some people are sarcastic, some are still half-credulous, some still believe in Grey, not daring to believe such nonsense. Amalia Poppins added a little more to make sure the victory was in her hand: "I saw this one come down from Leon's car this morning with my own eyes, it must have gone to bed w-" BOOM! The book "Heavenly Diary" slammed into Amalia's head, knocking her to the floor.

Rhode 's P.O.V "Mr Billionaire!" Poppy calls out excitedly as she parks her car in the driveway and opens up her door. "Need a hand?" I ask as I lean up against the open front door. I'm still seething from my fight with Amelia, but I don't want Poppy to know so I'm putting on a good front. Poppy climbs out of the car with two bags from a retail store, I'm assuming they're gifts for Amelia for Christmas.