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“Then today is a good start. She glanced at the book in his hands. “Are you actually reading, or are you just holding it for dramatic effect?” Atlas flipped the book closed, revealing the title. The Art of Letting Go. Lily snorted. “Did you pick that on purpose?” “Fate,” Atlas said with a grin. Lily shook her head, but she couldn’t deny the irony. Maybe it was fate. Maybe she was meant to be here, right now, learning how to let go. A comfortable silence settled between them as she sipped her coffee. She wasn’t sure how long they sat there, lost in the quiet, but for the first time in a long time, she wasn’t in a rush to be anywhere else.

"I struggled with it for a long time, but I ultimately confessed my love for her. Turns out she liked me too. I didn't want to lose her. Noelle couldn't bear seeing Dawn heartbroken, so she told me not to break up with her. I agreed. "She finally slept with me tonight. Compared to Dawn, my body seems to like her more." … That day, I had called Blake more than ten times. He rejected every single call. In the end, he only sent me one cold message. "Busy. Stop bothering me." So, that was what he had been busy with—sleeping with my best friend and his so-called "dear friend." I flipped to the final page of the diary. The entry had been written only a few days ago.

With the emotions surging through us, we easily deepened the kiss but at least we managed to make it short. "I love you, Russo" I whispered softly to him, breaking the kiss. "I love you too and I will forever ever love you, Cara." THE END At the end of this book, I can only say a big thank you to everyone for reading through Russo and Cara's story. I hope you enjoyed the read.

"I helped you home. Shouldn't I get something in return?" The words landed in the small space between them like stones dropped into still water. Ripples spread outward, touching everything. There it is. Bianca had known it was coming. A man like Justin didn't do favors without expecting payment. That was one of the first things she had learned about him—that every kindness was a transaction, every gentle moment a down payment on something he would eventually collect.

My dad glanced at her, cursed under his breath, and pulled me away. That same night, two strangers invaded our home. After we married, Terence Salinas was my anchor during those stormy nights when nightmares gripped me. He'd cancel meetings and skip work, saying, "Work is not more important than you. I'd choose you a million times over." But at some point, those words faded, and I couldn't recall when he stopped putting me first. The car stopped at the highway service area. When the door opened, I froze. Marie Schroeder stood there, umbrella in hand, flashing a smug smile. "Hey, Lena, long time no see. Terence told you to give me a ride, right?"

She knew he didn’t mean it but it was hard for her to forget what he said. Kurt called her again but this time she answered. She composed herself before talking. “What?” Kurt chuckled. “What’s with the one, Ms. Grumpy?” She rolled her eyes. “Change of plan. I’m going to pick you up at 7pm tonight.” She answered okay before she ended the call. Annika wondered what she could do right now. She doesn’t have class and she doesn’t have anywhere else to go. Annika decided to read a book to pass the time. She started reading It Ends with Us by Colleen Hoover. She was very excited to read because she heard many good reviews about this book. She made herself coffee and sat on the couch.

Ah, I've been waiting for that question since earlier. "I'm glad you asked. You see, this is the real world. Reality. But what you're living in could be called another world, but a different world where people from the real world such as us, create plots and characters to our own liking. That is what we call a book, or a novel. We read it but you get to live a life in that world of yours with your own thoughts, dreams, ideals, ambition, interests and actions, but it will all follow according to the Author's plot. And if the story is finished, I'm not sure what happens next. And the world you are living in is called 'Endless Poison Love', its a fantasy-romance novel." I explained.

Bond amplified pleasure, waves crashing. "Fuck, Sierra," Rhaedon groaned, hips snapping. Isaak kissed me fierce, tongue claiming. I came hard, walls pulsing, milking them. They followed, cum flooding hot, marking deep. We collapsed, tangled. The realm crowned in flame, happily ever after, bonds eternal. *** The End!!! Finallyyyy guys. Now I can focus on the new book 🌚

"If Angela hadn't gone abroad back then, Maisie would never have ended up as Jacob's wife." "She sounded like she was doing a noble thing, marrying a man in a coma out of duty. But everyone knows her family went bankrupt, and she latched onto the Larkins in a panic. She got ten million dollars in wedding gifts!" "She's a total gold digger. If she knows what's good for her, she'll quickly get a divorce and walk away without a penny to her name." Angela couldn't hide the delight in her eyes as she listened to the comments, though she still put on an anxious face. "Don't say things like that, everyone. Jacob and I are a thing of the past now.

Catherine had been so furious that she ended up in the hospital. Or how Alexa had moved into the house to live with Liam. Their public displays of affection grew more frequent, to the point where even my friend called to ask if Alexa was about to become my sister-in-law. I agreed without hesitation. "Mm. Yes." It seemed that after that conversation with him, my love had already begun to fade. Now, thinking of it only brought a faint sting. My friend fumed. "Liam must be blind! How could he fall head over heels for a conniving and pretentious witch like her?"