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Suddenly, a fat hand extended over. “Hey, come and have a drink with me.” The overweight man dragged me toward the washroom. Just as I was about to be dragged into the washroom, Jeremy, who was focused on finding Bailey, finally realized what was happening to me. His eyes were bloodshot as he punched the pervert. He did not stop until the pervert was covered in blood. Jeremy then hugged me with his trembling hands. “Don’t worry, I’m here. It’s fine now.” I grabbed his arms, and it was as if I had been transported back in time to that rainy night seven years ago.

A face untouched by time. She spoke softly. “Tell me…” “Where is the Seventh Crown?” The priest whispered in horror, “You’re supposed to be dead.” The woman smiled. “I was.” Then she leaned closer. “But death…” “…belongs to my family.” ⸻ End of Chapter 41

She nods her head at him and takes my hand. “Come my queen…we don’t have much time before the gate guard’s shift ends…” she rushes me , pulling me behind her. I look behind me seeing Xavier turn around and tend to something – something in me wants to wait for him but I know I can not protest to Britney. When we get on the village road , she lets go of my hand and we try to walk as normal as possible. Most of the villagers give me a knowing look – as if they know I am the queen , but due to their hatred for the king , they act as if they did not see a thing. As we approach the gate , we both notice the gate guard waits impatiently – tapping his foot in anxiousness as the new guard that is abo

“No. We go in, and we find out exactly what they’re planning. We take that information, and we expose them. But we need to be smart. They’ll be expecting someone. They won’t be expecting us.” Linda was silent for a moment, her mind working through the details, the risks. Finally, she nodded. “Alright. But you’re not telling me everything. What’s the story with this Nazi business?” Leila exhaled slowly, and her eyes went distant, like she was seeing something that wasn’t there. And then, she began, she spilled out everything she discovered written on the margins of the antique furniture book. A cold-hearted account, or maybe a confession. It was 1944. Nazi Germany was crumbling, the war turni

I heard Lili's voice as I discovered another little girl reach for my hand and Silas's cries came from somewhere in the vault too. "Zach and Stefy," I whispered, "Where's Zacharias and Stefano?" "Here," Milly said, "I've got them. They're fine." "Everybody's okay," I said taking a deep breath before I turned back to where the door to the vault was. The explosion had only broken through a crack of it but the distinctive clang of the shovels and digging was soon back, this time closer and louder. I felt my pulse in my throat as I stood in front of the children, listening to the echoes..

Xhe hissed trying to capture him only for him to slip through their fingers. "Self-preservation instinct", Uno corrected waving daintily as then slinking through a side-entrance and escaping, ignoring Xhe's frustrated yell. "ALARIC!!!You'll pay for this!" The last thought he had as he walked into the panic room adjacent to the coat closet was; // Sanctuary's and Septimus Der Mörder… there's a special irony right here…// xXxXx End of chapter 8. Please Read, review, vote and Rate this story! Thank You!!!

Jaden walked into my bathroom, then he looked through the window. “A mother and children used as metaphor could only mean a tree. Yes he’s talking about the tree at the back of this building” I darted off to the tree, I saw the Kitchen head walking close to that tree. I ran but she picked the book. “Now handover the book to me” I ordered in a tensed voice. “Here you go ma’am” She gave me the book and continued walking. I sighed out of relief. I quickly ran and got petrol. Soaking the book in it, I used a lamp to light the book. It burned, I saw black shadows disappearing into thin air.

They went rolling down the mountain slope and the road was cleared. I removed the barricade and announced that the path was clear. I watched contentedly as Elsa drove smoothly towards St. Normans’. I didn’t go to St. Normans’ rather I went back to Dixonville. On reaching home I took out the book from under my jacket. I ran my hand over the cover of the book. I was about to throw it into the fire when I remembered that the book contained a picture of Prince Audrey. I couldn’t resist the temptation of seeing his picture. I swiftly turned to the page where his picture was printed. I couldn’t bring myself to burn the book with the picture. So I tore out that page folded it and kept it in my pock

[ Chapter 37 ] He, Lewis walked out with a book on his palm. A book that Leah hides. Now, however, was learnt by. The truth of this fiction is now happening [Before their eyes] Lewis caught the lighter and burn out some sticks. "Jin. I hope you won't see her again. This time she will always be mine. As this world is not ours and will be only the two of us. Goodbye." Lewis grinned upon the fire. The book is burning and can't be saved.

The fist part of the book brought me to tears, with the war first taking place in London, where she looses her family and escapes making her way over to France, journeying alone to different towns, the struggles she endures pain me to think about. She meets a man called Marcel who Bruno had told me about, well told me what I had originally told him before I lots my memory. The way Flo describes him makes my head go foggy, almost like memories coming back into view gradually, I start to see a face in my mind matching that of Flos drawing, I remember meeting him and painting on his walls, his support and help… my memories were slowly coming back, I eagerly flick through each page in hopes that