Powder Days Novels & Stories

Keith said in conclusion as he rose to his feet. "Oh, I'm also taking Jennabeth along." I hope y'all had a great read. Thank you for reading "Sixty Days With You." It truly had been sixty days with y'all. To read more of my books, check out the new MM Romance book I recently released titled ' KILLIAN'S GAME.' You'd love it and I promise it's a happy ending!!

14 days. For 14 days, Eleanor Berkshire waited for someone to show her some care. To show her that someone gave a damn. That she wasn’t just an unloved daughter of the Berkshires, a forgotten heiress, and an ignored housewife of billionaire Nicholas Beaumont. But no one came. No one cared. No one gave a damn. “Mrs. Beaumont?” Eleanor Berkshire-Beaumont looked up at the voice and saw a nurse standing at the foot of her hospital bed.

it's mafia book ,with pain betrayl , twist and cliffhangers, you will surely enjoy the book. Read with some jazz music on. hope you enjoy it. "lets see your hate for me wins or my love for you wins " "This 365 days will a hell for you my love " "This 365 days will be haven for my husband " "AUGUST 1" *daily updates* Chapters start from next page hd hc hv hb ih ii 9ib uv bv yi vi yc ug 8g ni 8o go hi uh no 8g ou n8o df gh bh bh gv c fr ft fg vg v vg vg gy gy gy

His father was just a Director of Academic Administration, not the mayor. At that moment, his gaze fell on the "R" logo on my shirt, and his face twisted with disdain. "A single piece from Ridi costs at least tens of thousands. A nobody like you can't possibly afford it! Didn't you check if you even matched the brand before buying a knockoff? "I'd bet you got it off the app selling counterfeit goods for 9.9 with free shipping and cashback for a five-star review!" Laughter broke out around us again.

Two days passed in the blink of an eye, and Ashley remained confined to her room. Nora stopped by at intervals, sometimes even staying the night. Since that evening, Ashley hadn’t seen Dane, nor had she caught a glimpse of Nathan. “So, what should we do today? The elders will be busy with the voting. We could sneak out once the packhouse quiets down,” Nora suggested as they sat on the bed together. Ashley offered a weak smile and nodded, the gesture doing little to ease Nora’s growing concern.

Within moments of sitting down, my chest felt tight. My breathing grew hard. I leaned toward Ruby. "Could we... remove the lilies? I think I might be allergic." Ruby pouted. "I hired a professional photography team today. No flowers would ruin the shots." Mom turned toward Xavier, her smile a little too bright. "Everly doesn't have allergies. She's been healthy since childhood." Ruby sneered, "Figures. Everly's a Luna now. Suddenly even the air we breathe isn't good enough for her."

Dead on impact. The Reaper felt bad for me—said I didn't deserve to go out like that. Gave me seven days. One last shot to say goodbye. When I came back, it was already dark. I kept thinking—I wish I had wings. Maybe they were waiting. But under the moonlight, as I got closer, I saw through the dining room window— Alex, sitting between my parents. Brian and Ruby, side by side. Red wine. Fancy food. Everyone dressed like they were starring in a holiday ad.

"Rosalia, I was wrong… Please come back." Just then, a wave carried a drifting bottle onto the beach. Inside was a yellowed piece of paper containing my neat handwriting. "Jared, by the time you read this, I will be gone for good. Not just gone, but never existed at all. The system gave me seven days. I could have fixed everything, but what you did was enough to make me give up. Farewell. I hope you and Melody find happiness."

His eyes trail back to Millan until his brain catches up and he looks at the clock again. The 21st of March. Weston used to apprehend that day, to fear it. Since his parent’s death, his friends and the Council have come to accept this day as Weston’s day off. He would spend it at his parents’ grave, avoiding talking to anyone. He would hate how that day had the power of turning him into the opposite of who he really is; an antisocial, depressed, unapproachable Head Alpha. But this year… He hadn’t even realized it was today.

Unfortunately, I had to agree with him and our conversation and tension in the room eased up slightly. “I hope you don't mind me asking, what type of powder was used in the explosion?” I closed my eyes and tried to think. Powder brands in the world were vast. I mean, I had an entire business dedicated to cosmetics and there was no end to the fragrances that women wore on their bodies just to keep fresh and clean. “It smelled kind of rosy but how could I know? There are millions of rose scented powder in the world and looking for this particular one is like looking for a needle in a haystack.”