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Sebastian finally put the phone away and grabbed the glass containing whisky from the table and started sipping on the cold liquid. 'If it was some other night, I would be banging on some girl. But you Elysia, you make me desperate for you. I am dying to see you again, I am dying to talk to you and touch your scar on the face.' His grip on the glass tightened. He was holding it so hard that the fragile glass broke in his hand. Some pieces of glass were dug into his skin but he did not care. Daisy started to bark. His dark eyes snapped at the little dog. "Come here." He commanded and, just like an obedient dog, she came and sat right in between his legs and started to wiggle her tail.

Before she get out, she said, "Don't worry, close your eyes and relax. Mr Hayes won't be coming for at least two hours, that's how he is after getting into the office room. By the way, don't sleep and get drowned. I will be back in half an hour. " After she left, I closed my eyes and tried to forget everything that happened today. My life was turned upside down just like that. Tears flowed freely from my eyes and after some time, I felt relaxed at the same time my eyes felt so heavy that I could hardly open my eyes. Then all of a sudden, I was underwater. I wanted to sit back in my position, but I couldn't as my hands were slippery. I felt like I was going to die right there, in the stupid b

📖 ⸻ Words appeared across its pages. ⸻ TITLE: THE LAST STORY ⸻ The stars outside flickered. ⸻ Reality trembled. ⸻ The Mother froze. ⸻ The Father looked horrified. ⸻ Because they recognized it. ⸻ The final story. ⸻ The story currently being written. ⸻ The story of Ilyaan. ⸻ 😨 ⸻ 🌙 The Horrifying Discovery Ilyaan stared at the pages. ⸻

“Rowan, you’ve been lying to me for ten years, and all I get is a million dollars? “That’s not what the money’s for. Zoe is about to start elementary school. Haven’t you always wanted to buy a house with a big backyard? “I’ll figure out the housing situation. But now’s not a good time. Layla’s been watching my every move lately.” She threw the bank card back at him. “Just leave. Don’t come back.” “Aileen, calm down. I had my reasons...” I stood up and shoved my father. “Get out now. Stop bothering my mom!” My father was stunned. He demanded my mother, “Who is she? Why is she calling you ‘Mom’?” My mother did not bother to tell him. She simply pushed and forced him out of the house. After eve

Chapter 20: The Edge of the Page The sun was going down in the afternoon making shadows on the oak desk in the studio. Avery's fingers were moving fast over the keyboard. She was really into it, writing the part of The Architecture of Trust for the people who read her stuff online. In the world of stories that come out one part at a time Chapter Twenty was where things had to get really interesting. The people reading it wanted to feel like something was happening and they had to keep reading to see what was going to happen next.

As Ace flipped through the pages, the soft crackling of the paper filled the space. Ace's fingers moved skillfully over the pages, his eyes scanning each drawing with a mix of pain and yearning. As he turned the pages, I leaned in closer, mesmerized by his talent, my gaze fixed on his strong fingers gently handling each page. Each one unveiled a new design, a new narrative. On one page, I saw a boy gazing at a river, his face reflecting deep sorrow.

She’d intended this particular story to be one volume, but the story had expanded so much that Thea could see multiple volumes in the future. Although what did it matter how many volumes there were when Thea couldn’t find the courage to show anyone her work? She began to sketch the next page in pencil. She was so distracted, though, that she realized that she’d skipped a necessary panel for that page. Grumbling, she tossed that page into the trash and started over.

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His hands venture over her curved body, exploring. They pull apart and open their eyes. They stare at each other, deep into each other's eyes. Hussaini's full of wonder and love, Nafisa's full of curiosity and passion. No words are spoken but a story worthy of them is communicated. He leans in a softly kisses up and down her neck. She lets out little whimpers of anticipation. He works his way back to her tender, smooth lips. As they kiss she rolls him over and lies on top of his strong, muscular body.