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And I sent a photo to Chriss," Claudia said suddenly. I wrinkled my forehead? "photo? What photos? Did you send a photo to Chris without my knowledge? Where's your cell phone? Give me your cell phone "I said. Claudia suddenly wore a tense face. "Hey, calm down. I'm only sending cover samples for your newest book. like this." Claudia reached into her cell phone and showed me a sample of the latest covers. A woman who is afraid of humans in the form of a wolf. That's how the cover looks like "give me your phone" I grabbed the phone. I deleted everything werewolf related. "Grisella? What are you doing?" Claudia protested

I pushed him away and now he’s going to die. ‘He isn’t.’ Gritting her teeth, Claudia tried to shut out the terrible images in her mind. ‘They hardly ever attack.’ They circle, before moving in for the kill. He won’t see anything. He’ll hardly even have time to yell. He’ll just disappear. She refused to even think it. Other images were in her head - pictures from a ghastly book Ryan had relished as a child. He had shoved it gloatingly under her nose, hoping to send her into fits of girly horror. She had never obliged; she’d even felt a dreadful fascination for the graphic colour photos: thighs with massive chunks torn out of them, bitten-off feet recovered from the stomach of a tiger shark.

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As she moves away, I suddenly notice the fancy butler’s cart with even more royal-looking packages carefully spaced out. Claire approaches and inspects the bounty. Then, over her shoulder, she informs me, “We’re going to do a more elevated degree of scrapbooking. The photo journals crafted for you, the king and Princess Peanut—” I love that Claire calls her this— “are one-of-a-kind, designed specifically with your individual tastes and styles in mind.” My brow jumps. “Exactly how would they known Princess Peanut’s style?” “Please.” Claire smirks, a facial expression she’s mastered of late. “That child oozes charisma and is infused with so much energy and vibrancy, she puts fireflies to shame

“Can’t have a notebook without a pen.” “Will you read a chapter to me?” Caitlyn asked. “Before you go to see the others?” “Of course,” Chloe said, reaching for the book. “Now lie back and get comfortable.” Chloe cleared her throat dramatically and then opened the cover of the book. “Harriet the Spy. Chapter one. ‘Harriet was trying to explain to Sport how to play Town.’”

“A book... “ Claire looked at the book with a mischievous smile, but then shrugged it off. “Then you take care of it. She raised her arm, wanting to throw the envelope with my book, but I stopped her, holding her wrist. “Don´t even think about it “I ordered seriously. “Calm down, Mr Booklover... “ Claire smiled, and I continued to stare at her, but being less cold towards her. To break the mood, I smiled and took the envelope, placing it on the table next to me and giving him a light kiss. She smiled more excitedly and jumped into my lap, trapping me between her legs. I held her ass and took her mouth, wanting to continue our moment, but...

Part 49. Afternoon, the sun was shining brightly. Joe glanced briefly at Clara, who seemed engrossed in reading a translated novel by William Shakespeare. "Clara," Uncle Joe called. "Yes," Clara carefully folded her book and closed it. Then, she walked over to Uncle Joe, who was sitting in his armchair. Clara stood beside Joe, looking at the laptop screen he showed her. "Which one do you prefer, this one or this one?" Joe asked, pointing to two options of a pink and a purple teddy bear.

And even feel the heat of his arm near mine. I focused very hard on opening a pair of chopsticks. Claire came in a minute later, still muttering about security deposits, and the moment dissolved. But later, when we were all eating on the couch and Rhys sat on the other end from me, I caught myself glancing over at him more than once. Two days later I came over to help Claire go through old boxes in the garage. Rhys was there again, carrying the heavier ones without being asked. At one point I was struggling with a container of books and he took it from my hands without a word. Our fingers brushed for half a second on the cardboard.

She wondered as she typed a response to the latest email. “Hey, this is…” Rhett had begun flipping through her art book and found the pictures of the Triquetra. He turned it and grinned. “A really nice c-ck shot. Looks just like Heath’s c-ck in real life. Beautiful!” He chef-kissed his fingers. “Ha,” she flicked him a look out of the corner of her eye. “If you turn over a couple of pages, you’ll see the the next releases of my comic in pencil, ready for inking. You know how to do that, from school, you remember?”

Chloe opened the book and her eyes widened. This book... She scanned the pages and then let out a huff of disbelief. Why are there empty pages?