The Giver Series In Order Novels & Stories

The lights in the west corridor flickered twice before stabilizing. Elias noticed because he had learned to notice everything that shifted before it was acknowledged. Infrastructure had tells. So did systems under strain. So did people. The day began with reassignment. Not announced. Not justified. Names were called in a sequence that felt incidental until Elias heard his own and understood the pattern retroactively. He was moved from the seam to the periphery—close enough to matter, far enough to suggest relief. Reallocation. The word surfaced unbidden. It fit.

If the Gamma thought he could just abandon me and our child and then take us back because he changed his mind, well, he was in for the ride of his life because, this time, I was not letting him back in. --------------- TO READ THE FULL STORY, SEARCH THIS BOOK ON THIS APP - Book Title: LET THE GAMMA FALL FOR ME by CASSANDRA M -------------- To those who want to know about other books I have written, here are my series and their reading order. All of them are available in this APP. BLACK SHADOW PACK SERIES (original generation/completed) HE'S MY ALPHA - Alpha Jake (Jacob) & Clair (PAPERBACK available in A****n) THE BETA IS MINE - Beta Gavin & Alia (PAPERBACK available in A****n)

the giver that's what I am I give and give yet receive nothing whether it's giving my body to my mother giving my heart to my partner giving my mind to my job i give until there is nothing left of me i am left with nothing and those I had given to see the flaws of my gifts see them as thrift instead of gold is who I am cheap to you? i am leslie king! but what weight does that name carry besides the weight of my body my mother said I had too much of

Jonah looked at my calm expression, and a flicker of panic crossed his eyes. He quickly hid it. “Stop being stubborn, Jade.” His tone softened. “I know you are upset. You should return to your pack to calm down. I will come for you after I finish my work, and we will continue our mate bond ceremony. After that, we will let everything go.” I sat quietly and watched him. “Why are you so sure I will allow you to order me around, Jonah?”

The dinner table fell into a dead silence. “Sweetheart, come with me.” Mom led me to the backyard and pushed open the storage room door. In the corner were more than a dozen neatly stacked cases of the exact same whisky. Some were damp and moldy, others were covered in cobwebs. These were all the New Year’s gifts I had my husband, Kevin Zane, buy over the past three years. “W-What is this?” My voice came out dry. My throat was tight.