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Kira clutched her chest laughing, bent forward over her knees, shoulders shaking, her whole body giving in to it. "Oh my God." "I'm serious!" Talia sat straight up and put one hand flat on the vanity, fingers spread, like she needed it anchored while she said the rest. "Men like that walk around like they got secrets. And I want every single one of them." Anna shook her head, using the cotton pad with aggressive energy now, scrubbing her cheek like the conversation itself required extra effort. "You are writing a whole romance novel about a man whose face you have not even seen."

I exhaled, my knees buckling, palms scraping the tree as I sagged against it. Behind the woven branches, I noticed a rusted iron handle set into the trunk. It was half-hidden, so I pushed my fingers to tug it. The disguised drawer slid open with a reluctant groan. Inside there was a single leather-bound journal, It’s edges soft, and its pages filled with ink. On the cover now mostly flaked away: Lyra. I glanced toward the distant laughter of guests, then opened the book. The first sentence took me back: “Viktor used my body like it was made for fucking and lashes, and I thanked him for every scar.”

Thank you again, and I love you all. Until the next book, LiLhyz

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Just Farrah Simpson, is that all I am to him? "Oh, you're Farrah!" Charles smiles charmingly at me. "It's nice to meet you. I'll leave you two to it." "Thank you, Charles, I'll come see you when I've dealt with Miss Simpson." Dealt with Miss Simpson? Someone must have a death wish today. We stare intensely at each other while waiting for Charles to leave and close the door behind him. "This is a nice surprise." Alessandro is the first to break the silence. "Is it?" I take the deed out of my Prada purse that Phoebe got at the vintage store. I slam it on his desk right in front of him. "What the fuck is this!"

Aider loves y'all. Especially for loving this book so much and she means it from the bottom of her heart. Thanks alot❤❤😘 I think it only fair to inform you that we'd soon draw the curtains on the mansion😘 🤍

Sincerely, Author Raelyn Karson

I knew something wasn’t right, but I wasn’t about to complain. “You just need to stay here for 20 minutes”, the voice said once again and pushed something into my chest. I heard the door whine and the lights come on, but I was all alone now. Guess fairies don’t disappear in puffs of dust anymore, they come through doors. I sat down on the floor and looked at the book in my hand. It had no name and looked well-used. I opened it to find a well-written simplified version of my notes. I got down to it and continued my revision.

So the teachers helped the old man to get on the stage. "Me?" he shyly asked Sykes so I smiled. Sykes held out the envelope. "You need this more than us" Sykes said happily making me smile. The old man who was crying was surprised so Sykes put it in the hand of the old man who was crying so everyone was touched by what Sykes did, even me! "Thank you very much, thank you very much" Sykes just hugged him. "God bless you" said the old man happily. Sykes Point of View

"I don't remember you telling me your name." "It's Zane," the alpha lied. "Zane," Eleanor mumbled. "I'm going to get the preparations started!" She ran off and Adrian resumed cutting the apples. A smirk spread on his lips. "Vernon Giordano-Donovan, I hope you'll like my gift." "I prepared it with all the hate in my heart."