Should I Free Blaidd Novels & Stories

Callie tugged at Xander’s sleeve, her face filled with nervousness and she said, "What nonsense are you saying? That's $2 million. It's too much." Callie was shocked, is he going to spend that much money to free her? She definitely couldn't expect Xander to pay for this. He looked at Blade with his usual calmness, saying "So we now have an agreement, will you let her go? Blade said, "No, I don't think so. I suddenly changed my mind. She is a priceless treasure – she can move your heart

“Skye, I followed your advice and didn’t pursue the BM case. Are we really safe from the fallout?” “I thought you were about to drag me into that summit or something.” Briella glanced sideways with a teasing tone, laptop perched on her lap. Her fingers kept typing even as she replied, calm and clear. “This matter’s gotten too big—way too many eyes on it now. Even the government’s stepping in. Whatever result comes from it won’t be something we can control. There’s no point stepping into the mud just to sink with them. I’ll figure out another way.”

A shiver runs down his spine due to the chilly wind that passes by him. “Come let’s go back.” She holds the umbrella over his head and smiles at him softly. He shakes his head no and starts walking ahead of her leaving her behind. “Okay don't come with me but let me help you get to your destination Daniel.” She stands where he left her. Daniel stops and slowly turns to her and stares at her silently. “Go to her, sort your life and be free from whatever you are running away from.” She starts walking towards him. “Why are you helping me? I don’t deserve it. I’m a killer, a monster. Please just let me be and go, I have done enough damage already.” He looks away from her biting his lower lip to

“You’re spicy today.” “I’m sleep deprived,” I corrected. Blaire leaned closer, lowering her voice. “If you hear anything, anything at all, tell me first. You could help control the narrative.” I stared at her like she’d suggested I light myself on fire for brand engagement. “I would rather chew glass,” I said. Blaire shrugged, unfazed. “Suit yourself.” She drifted away, already texting someone, probably building a conspiracy board out of screenshots and bad intentions. Sienna watched her go, then looked at me. “You’re going to get yourself in trouble.”

It is a wonderful deal for him. Blair could already tell what the old man was thinking. She rolled her eyes, not minding the fact that he can see her do it. "I'm really sorry sir but I'm not in any trouble. I've been out of it lately. I really apologize for that. It won't happen again" Blair said. Even if she told him, there's no way that he can help her anyway. What's the need? Besides, she knew that the help won't be coming for free.......

I said. "You shouldn't trust me. You should use me. I have skills you need. A reputation that will make critics pay attention. Experience that can elevate your collection. Forget about trust. This is business. I'm offering my services for free because I have personal reasons for wanting your show to succeed. Take advantage of that." It was honest in a way I hadn't expected. Blair wasn't claiming to be reformed or asking for forgiveness. She was offering a transaction. "If you do anything to hurt this show, anything at all, I'll make sure you never work in fashion again," I said coldly. "Lucien Cross has connections. He'll blacklist you from every major house."

“You’re base material. Grounded. Heavy.” I blink. “Excuse me?” “It’s not an insult. Nerds usually are.” Blaire steps forward. “Okay, can we not start a hazing ritual? She’s here to try. That’s more than most.” Serena shrugs. “Trying doesn’t save you from the scoreboard. Or the spotlight. This isn’t pity practice.” Blaire pulls me aside and whispers, “Look, just get through today. One session. If you hate it, we bail. Deal?”

"What do you mean I should go today?" I shouted at the guy in the other line. "I am sorry, sir. It's for the sake of our organization." "You know it's my mother's birthday, how can I leave her?" I took a deep breath, calming myself down. It wasn't his fault. He is just my assistant, after all. "Okay, call them back, and tell them I am coming. You can take the rest of the days off, Sarah will come with me." I told him, calmly. It was indeed a good thing. However, today is her birthday.

My reasoning is because I was focusing on finishing off high school, had to deal with graduation and family matters, and most of all I was unmotivated and I have been. Yes, I know it sounds like an excuse but I'd rather write Blinded when I'm motivated rather than write crappy chapters that I don't enjoy writing. So for the month of June, I'm going to take a break from writing, find some sort of motivation, and overall figure out what direction I want Blinded to go. So for right now, it is a goodbye unit next month. Sorry for the delay. -L.N.F