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Gosh, I have sinned but I don't feel sorry about it. How naughty of me! I was about to walk towards the door when I heard a little noise coming from the kitchen. Someone was opening the refrigerator. I turned around and saw Neal getting something out of it. I know that he is very hungry right now. He hasn't eaten this morning and decided to just lock himself inside the room. He doesn't want to eat with me and it must have been hard for him to get something to consume when I was staying in the living room, watching something.

I slowly took the bite into my mouth. It was very sweet. In that moment, I suddenly understood Lucius a little better. If money could buy experiences like this, then perhaps sincerity really wasn't worth much after all. And just like that, I began my journey around the world. The first stop Ricky planned was Anegy. He helped me pack all my luggage. I opened the door, brimming with excitement… only to find Lucius standing right outside. His eyes were bloodshot, and he looked terrifying.

Her mouth curved slightly, then she turned away, lighting the butt of a cigarette with careless confidence before disappearing through a side door. Penny exhaled shakily. “I think I just lost five years of my life.” I didn’t respond. My thoughts were already racing ahead, mapping something I didn’t fully understand yet. Three queens. And somehow, without trying, I had already met two of them. As we headed for class, one thought settled heavily in my chest, quiet but insistent. Newton Prep wasn’t just a school. It was a game of chess. I was a pawn. And whether I liked it or not, I had already been placed on the board.

Is one quiet night really too much to ask? I clasped my hands on my ears as the sounds of moans and groans from the other room was piercing through the walls of my bedroom. This is what I get for agreeing to living in the same house with one of the biggest players in campus, just so I could pay cheap rent. I laid down in bed, defeated. I couldn't even get through one sentence with all of the commotion from the other room. What the heck is he even doing to these women to make them scream all night? Is he really that good in bed?

This book is a work of fiction. The names, characters, places and incidents are products of the writer’s imagination or have been used fictitiously and are not to be constructed as real. Any resemblance to persons, living or dead, actual events, locales or organizations is entirely coincidental. My One and Only (The Youngers Book 4) Published by Blue Violet Press LLC Seattle, Washington Copyright © 2019 by Iris Morland Cover design by Resplendent Media All rights reserved. No part of this book may be reproduced in any form or by any electronic or mechanical means, including information storage and retrieval systems, without written permission from the author, except for the use of brief quot

I was so over this crap, I just wanted Charlie back in my arms, it was horrible with her being so far away “You are supposed to be my brother, do you not want to help me?” “It’s not that I don’t want to help, I just think we might be falling into a trap” Kayla comes quickly into the office carrying a large book, she looks flustered as she slams the open book down on the table sending bits of dust everywhere and making me cough. Kayla apologises and asks if we have heard about the one to rule them all. I look at Alexander and he looks just as puzzled as me “What do you mean the one to rule them all?”

HAVE you ever felt that you might be different? That, in this world, is not how the way you thought about it. But what if behind this beautiful world that you thought it was, lies the secret that would change your life? I am Zeiah, I grew up thinking that everybody around me is ordinary and I am like them, but that's what I thought.

Rows upon rows of towering shelves stretched endlessly into the distance. Yet every shelf remained empty. No books. No scrolls. Only small brass nameplates. Each carried a single title. The Story of Hope The Last Kingdom The Forgotten Sea The Child Who Remembered Tomorrow Thousands... Millions... Perhaps infinite titles. Every shelf was waiting. Waiting to be filled. The First Reader stepped inside first. His footsteps echoed across the polished stone floor. His eyes widened with disbelief. "I've searched for this place my entire life..." "...and it was never hidden." The gray-coated man followed quietly.

When the sun the up? Oh, well. I throw my phone carefully on the blue pillow on the bed. I haven’t read in a bit, so I take one of my favorite books. Though I have read it numerous times, it’s an epic book. I run my finger on the letters on the cover page of the book. The letters reads: THE OUTSIDERS. I sigh satisfyingly and begin my book. In a minute, I’m already lost in the world of ‘Ponyboy Curtis’, the book’s narrator.