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The morning had been one of both mixed feelings. Derek and Sophia had come together again. However, the news that had come last night was a shocking one. Back then, they had felt the peace that was lost had been restored finally. But then , Vieira had cut it short without any warnings beforehand. Here they were, both Derek and Sophia , seated in the couch in the alpha king's chamber. They were waiting for vieira to return with the information that he had been asked by Derek to go and bring. He was not yet back. When the news had reached them, it was told that someone was spotted around the borders of the pack. But not that the intruder had stepped in. According to what they had been told, th

Maya lunged forward. She didn’t have magic now. No goddess powers. Just a dried lemon flower. She hurled herself at Sarah, tackling her right as the giant arrow clicked on the ground. The earth where Sarah had stood didn’t explode. It vanished—deleted—leaving a square hole of white emptiness in the garden. “What is happening?” Sarah screamed, clinging to Maya’s white coat. “I just bought this book! This is not how the story ends!” “The story is leaking into the real world!” Maya yelled, as the sky groaned louder. “Julian—get to the building, now!”

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STRINGS SERIES BOOK 1 STRINGS OF HEART Synopsis: Sian was born an autistic child. In her world, she would only see what she wanted. Although she was an autistic patient, she was born in an affectionate family. Her parents did not abandon her because of her congenital defect. Instead, they spent innumerable time and energy to patiently guide her, and strove to allow her to live life like a normal person. Sian was 5 years old, she was found to have an excellent talent in playing the Violin and had a rare interest in it.

“Look at me. I am pure mundane, yet I have more understanding of things than most magicals that I’ve met. I’d be lying if I said that I didn’t resent it sometimes.” “Does it help you to decipher who’s the good guy and who’s the bad?” I asked with sincerity as my mind went to thoughts of Cecil and Archie. “What do you mean?” she asked. “I was trained as a private investigator. We’re supposed to be able to read body language and the like. Yet, I was fooled by my last client and, now, Nora is in a brothel in another dimension and I barely escaped with my life,” I said. “You’re referring to your neighbors, the Havershafts. Right?” she asked.

I’m damn proud of it, and I’m glad I didn’t give up after the first fail. I’ve discovered that I get into those fantasy stories where one person knows who his or her soul mate is upon meeting them, or even before that, as what happened in the A Court of Thorns and Roses series by Sarah J. Maas, A Kinda Fairy Tale series by Cassandra Gannon, and many of the shifter books by Eve Langlais that I have loved so much. So that’s where I came up with the Love Mark idea.

The urge to know more about her spurs me forward as I spin and face the rest of her room. Bare beige walls and a bookshelf that is full of books staring back at me. Most of the books look brand new and have never been touched except for three. As I move closer to the shelf, fingering along the three well-loved books with fraying spines, I realize Sarah was a romantic. Each book describes a girl whose life altered drastically and who was saved by a handsome prince or man of status. All stories are morbidly opposite to the life she is living with a mate who couldn’t save her from her living nightmares.

"This is a book that I have recap about Mr. Kusuma and Miss Amelia's schedules, It also explains here what they like and what to avoid. It's complete. There's also my telephone number where you can be contacted if you have to. Do you have any questions ma’am?" She put a thick book on my lap. Rich people, looking for maid like this. No wonder they can't get employees for months. Just being trained is scary. "Miss Anita, I want to ask you something, where is Mr. Kusuma's wife? Is she busy too?" I asked her surprised, because all the job desc seemed to be a wife's job, not a maid's job. Moreover, there is also Bik Inah there.

Cyber Maggie was going to be ok, and that's what I should have been concentrating on, but I just couldn't stop thinking about Iris. Never in a million years had I thought I would see her again. Even when the name Iris had been dropped into conversations about the girls the Savage Sons had rescued from the human trafficking ring, I hadn’t batted an eyelid. There were loads of Iris’ in the world. The one I knew hadn't been the kind of girl to be snatched. She was safe and happy in her little corner of England. Where she belonged.

“I’ll read your favorite book if you read mine. Then we’ll regroup to discuss.” “I’d be open to that,” he said. “I hope your favorite book is something good.” “A Court of Thorns and Roses,” I said. “By Sarah J. Maas.” “I’ve heard of that,” Andre said, frowning with thought. “Aren’t they adapting it into a TV show?” “Yep! On Hulu. It’s been in development hell though, so nobody knows when it’ll come out. What book do you have for me?” Andre folded one knee up close to his chin; he’d taken to wearing comfortable sweatpants while Joemar was gone. “Okay, so my favorite author is Tom Clancy. His early stuff is really good, but he got increasingly self-indulgent with his later novels.”