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Chapter 10| Changes TWO WEEKS LATER. ANNA I couldn't keep on crying over someone who donated his sperm as a damn joked. I don't understand why men will do something so stupid just because you got money. Most women, like me, who have a hard time processing babies regularly needed a Sperm Donor. I wish I have never met him. "So, you are leaving me again?." Michelle cried as she continues helping me pack my bags as I moved around with my belly.

“Then maybe that’s your answer.” Later that night, Ryan stood by his window. The streetlights blurred in the distance. His inbox pinged again a reply from L. Tansey, offering a call. He didn’t answer yet. Instead, he opened a blank page. And he typed: “A Story That Doesn’t Belong To You” by Ryan Calloway He stared at the title for a long moment. Then under it, he wrote: “This isn’t a story about revenge. It’s about reclaiming.” Two weeks later.

The entire room of guests watched. I took a step forward and bowed. "Mr. Jonathan, today is my birthday, and I'd like to make a wish. Conrad and Ms. Dunn are in love, and I admire their relationship. I don't want to tear them apart. Mr. Jonathan, I hope you'll let me break off the engagement with Conrad." The room fell into silence immediately.

I focus my gaze into Hugh's eyes, my heart filled with apprehension and determination. "Hugh," I begin, my voice steadier than I expected, "I come from a different reality. It's like a place out of your world. This world is just created through the imagination of someone who’s from my world. It’s an eBook called Bonded—where you and Yvanna Bautista are the main characters. In other words, in my world, you only exist in a novel but not as a real human,... I mean a werewolf. I don't know if it's magic or witchcraft, but somehow I ended up inside the novel, your world."

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I consoled him and gave him some water. “She locked me up in the store room” “WHAT? IN THE STOOR ROOM? HOW DID YOU COME HERE! Tell me everything.” I questioned. “I was locked inside since morning and when she opened me up, I ran and hid here. She warned me that she’ll lock me again if I told this to anyone.” I stood up and as I went forward Zac held my leg and started to cry. “Please don’t go. I don’t want to get locked please.”

astonished they all looked at her even blake took a step away "Okay, I guess it's story time, You might want to grab a seat son, it's a long ride" she announced excitedly Blake gently obeyed sitting next to Jack and Ayesha who didn't seem worried or scared but appeared to be interested in Luna story. "A long, long time ago, before any of you were born, before I was born too, a witch fell in love with a very handsome wolf, it was forbidden but they were helpless. They had what we can call a sweet hide-and-seek relationship until a vampire fell in love with her. It then became complicated, at that time she was pregnant for the wolf and was doing her best to hide from the vampire. When he found

Cole smooths his hand over the title page where my name is printed in bold. He looks up at me, smiling faintly. “There’s no title.” “I have no space in my brain to name it. Not yet. But it’s not just about the war last year. It’s about–about everything–everything from the beginning. What Aviva now remembers about the fall of the Firestone witches, how the kings came into power, the veil, how the Goddess played into the use of the water to bring the magic into Maatua so someone could find it again and harness it to help Eastonia. Then, of course, the war. Our story. Stories of the warriors and the families they had to leave behind. The order members who got trapped by Richard’s magic–” I suck

The people of the central district used to wear a necklace of sapphire on which they drew the sign of peace with silver. The people of western district used to carry a golden pocket watch on which they wrote about a legend of Ard's creation. The legend is, "The water has a big role in creation but fire is the one who gives the shape to this world." Thus, that golden pocket watch can tell you the person is actually western.