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Ace asked softly. "I... I-" Tai's eyes flicked from Ace's hand to his eyes. "Sparks. I feel sparks." "I think it's time you sat down and read the book Indianna gave you. In fact, I'd recommend a specific chapter... about a thing called mates." * Indianna was walking to class alone when she bumped into Stacy who was pinning up flyers about the Christmas Fayre. "Indie!" Stacy said brightly. "How are you? How's the baby?"

She nodded her head and kissed the back of her hand. “I am sorry darling. I would never leave you again” Paula sighed and drifted to sleep patting Zachary. Zara stared at Paula and remembered the reason for her return. She still couldn’t believe the sudden turn of events in her life in just one month. Author's note : Hello cuties....... I am so happy to announce about my third novel. I am expecting to release it in two months. I can't reveal the name yet but the genre is romantic mafia story. And we are just 30 chapters away to complete this book. His Sparkling Sunshine

- Alice - The next few days flew by in a blur of quiet adjustment. I was starting to settle into the pack—people making eye contact, even speaking to me. It was strange, almost surreal. Lyra felt whole, like she could finally shine free, and I’d even been able to shift on the full moon to join the pack run. It was liberating, like I’d been destined to become this version of myself all along.

she chuckled. Rico walked away from her, his hands on his face. “What’s up?” She chuckled nervously, walking closer. “Uh, not much, just that you’ve made like my year, with this…” “Oh come on,” she blushed, “Now you sound just like Ryan. I just agreed to come work for you. What’s the big deal about that?” “You agreed to come work for me and that means we get to start working on what is definitely going to be the greatest tv show ever, The Spark,” he stated like it was a well-known fact.

She touched the ember to the girl’s chest. And instead of burning— It warmed. The girl inhaled sharply. Closed her eyes. And cried. Not out of pain. But remembrance. The Spark Returns The world did not burst into light. It didn’t erupt with magic or flame. Instead… Color returned. Faint. Like dawn after a long, forgotten night. The sky paled. The stones beneath Serena’s feet gained warmth. And in the distance, grass began to grow. The girl looked around in wonder, still weeping.

"But I’m a memory that chose to die for you. Was that programmed, Elara? Did the AI tell me to sacrifice my life for a 'Subject'?" I shook my head, tears blurring my vision. "The Architects can build the forest, but they can't control the way the leaves fall," Jax said, standing up. She walked over and put a hand on my shoulder. Her touch felt solid—warm and real. "They think they're in control because they have the data. But they don't have the **Spark**. That white fire in your chest? That isn't math. That’s what happens when the math breaks. That’s called a Miracle."

Her little raptors would benefit as well in the future more. Zia had trouble keeping her mind from thinking over several things at once. She had to stay seated and circulate her body to calm herself to keep from going out. Ren just laughed at the blue-white sparks of lightning around her. Small clusters of snowflakes floated around in the mix. Princess Balli kept trying to grab them. Her love for snow was only second to her sister Melinda's love for soft things. Speaking of Princess Melinda, she had been out since everything finished. Balli said she needed some air or something to that effect. Ren had dozed off a little before she left.

Sarah I don’t know how long I stayed there, my exposed ass just sticking in the air. I think a part of me was hoping he was kidding and would return and finish what he started, but he never did. He’d completely unraveled me, humiliated me. And for what? To punish me? I couldn’t understand how he could do that. I’d been so close. So, so close. But he wouldn’t let me finish. I couldn’t imagine anything so cruel. The best way to compare it would be to imagine you had a lottery ticket. Imagine that ticket matched all the numbers and you’d won enough money to make all of your dreams come true only to lose the ticket. That’s what it felt like, my dreams floating away.

Fans can be seen in a long queue just to see them and Alissa saw one of her favorite writers. Nicholas Sparks. His book is a gift. Romance with elements of tragedy and healing, family-oriented and just pure tear-jerker. His book fills one of the racks in her home and she has cherished every book like they were her babies. Her feet were dying to walk themselves up to him and meet the brilliant guy. She regretted not bringing her own book to get a signature but she was adamant on getting it one way or another.

I smirked. She made face then crossed her arms. “What do you want in return?” “Don’t make me laugh, Erica. There’s nothing you could give me that I do not have.” “Then why are you helping me out?” “Because I’m kind? And it’s inherited in the Rockwell’s blood to help others when they’re in need. Aside from it, I don’t want you to fuck our drivers here.” “What?” she chuckled but I just raised my eyebrow. “Why would you even care if I fuck all your drivers? Am I not a whore? Just what you call me last night?”