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My vision blurred, and a wave of dizziness washed over me as I began to black out. “Just breathe,” Gracie whispered, her voice echoing in my ears. “Let it take hold.” she instructed. The room began to spin, the glowing orbs around me blurring into streaks of light. My legs felt weak, and I struggled to stay upright. I felt myself hit the ground below me as the world around me went dark, and all I could hear in the Darkness were soft, alluring whispers. —————————- This book is the property of Ulliend Musings and its brand. It is only to be promoted or disturbed by approved formats such as Goodnovel and KindleVella.

or almost his age at least. Oh, fuck, but I would be lying if I said I hadn't enjoyed every bit of it. We had dinner together and had a little mother and children's conversation. When I got back to my room, Ethan was fast asleep, so I decided to do something a little nosy. I took his briefcase and carefully opened It. I went through all the papers in there but I saw nothing. I looked again and found a receipt for $45,000. I looked through the receipt carefully and it was for a necklace.

Fifty shades of grey was an example. Christian Grey’s love for Anna and the way it has developed to be something really strong. I wanted that. I wanted someone to look at me and not to be attracted to me because of a mate bond, but to be attracted to me because out of many other pearls in the bead, they wanted mine. I wanted someone to meet me in a library, and stare at me throughout the day, I wanted someone who was going to make me blush, ask me on a date, want to care about my favourite colours and my favorite books just because they cared that much about me.

There was silence as everyone watched Mrs. Grace as she glanced through the document President Blossom had submitted to her. Lindsey's heart was beating ten times faster than usual and she just felt like collapsing. She stared at Mrs Grace for a while before shifting her gaze to the two subordinate judges seated close to Mrs. Grace side by side waiting for an order from their boss, before she shifted her gaze to President Blossom who had her gaze on Mrs. Grace as if trying to read her mind. Lindsey sighed closing her sweaty palm as her eyes landed on Reporter Sharon who had her eyes on her and a smirk plastered on her face. "I'm doomed," Lindsey muttered. thank goodness she was seating if no

Grey thought out loud. "What?" Zing exclaimed in confusion. "She came back to the room? Tell me, Grey. What's going on?" Zing queried. Grey raked his fingers through his hair. "I found Vivian naked on my bed this morning," he finally said. "What?" Zing was stunned by what he just heard. "Where you also naked?" Zing asked him, and he nodded. "Fuck, how did this happen?" Zing asked, shocked by all these things he was hearing.

Everyone smiles and grabs the knife together. Everyone looks at each other then Everybody blows the candle together and hugs each other with lots of love. "This is not ending our story but this is just the beginning of our new lives." Goodbye 50shades of puberty readers. Love you all. __________End____________

[ Clarissa Grey ] Suddenly the door fly open and Trevor walk out in his powerful aura.His eyes snap at me whereas I fail to react on his intense gaze upon me.His stormy grey eyes reflect anger and remorse but why. A sudden chill run down my spine.I forget his betrayal on our mate bond and I can't help myself from staring at his devilishly handsome features. "Miss I was looki-"The staff woman come running there but paused in her mid sentence when her gaze fall on him.

Her pussy clenched on nothing, leaking more wetness down her thighs. Professor Kane pulled out of her mouth with a wet pop. He stroked himself fast, aiming at her open lips. “I’m close.” Sara kept her mouth open and tongue out, looking up at him. A few more strokes and he came with a deep groan. Thick ropes of cum landed on her tongue and across her lips. Some dripped down to her chin. The taste was bitter and salty, but she swallowed what landed in her mouth, then licked her lips clean.

into the slate. The chalk shrieked. A blinding violet light erupted from the stone, clashing with the grey mist. *The Erasure* In my mind, a door slammed shut. Suddenly, I couldn't remember the color of my bedroom in the South. I couldn't remember the face of my childhood nurse. The name of the horse I rode as a girl vanished into a puff of grey smoke. I felt lighter, but it was a terrifying lightness, the feeling of a book having its first ten chapters ripped out.

They lay there for a few minutes in the quiet apartment, early light filtering through the thin curtains, dust motes drifting like unfinished thoughts. “Grey,” she said gently, “what happened yesterday?” There it was. Lisa had always known when to ask–not accusing, not fragile, just present. He exhaled slowly. “I ran into someone.” Her body stiffened—not dramatically, but enough for him to feel it. “Someone… important?” she asked. “Yes….used to” She waited. “My ex,” he said. “Evelyn.” Lisa went very still. Grey turned onto his side to face her fully, not wanting to hide behind half-truths or distance. “She came into the shop. For repairs. Neither of us knew.”