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“Do not lie to me or try to trick me. I hate lies and detest liars.” “Yes, alpha. I will serve you till my last breath. I will use my bravery and spy on your enemies. I will be your ears and eyes in their packs, bringing every little detail about them to your foot. I would be your most powerful and dangerous weapon, a weapon that is hidden in plain sight.” I said. “I like your way with words. You seem like a wise and determined wolf, you please me,” Fenrir said. “ but words are like the wind, they go and come. I will need you to prove your worth to me, and prove your loyalty to me.”

She whispered, this time in a much lighter tone. “You sure? But you are married to Raph” I asked, playing along with her games. “I don't love him,” she confessed. “ I decided to marry Raph because he is kind and he was the only channel I had to be with you, my love. You are the prize worth fighting for,” her gaze still fixed on mine as she leaned closer. “I love you and will fight the whole world to keep you,” she confessed again, anticipating a response. “I love you too,” I replied

Laura said, and looked at Lucas at the back who wasn't writing but staring sadly at his blank sheet. "And who said we can't write that the people we love are dead? The person I love most in this world is my real mom. Guess what?" Tessa whispered. "What?" Laura asked. "I don't even know my mother. I don't know what she looks like either" "What?" "Surprised huh?... Yet, I love her so much. She's the best person I'm gonna ever love" "How's that possible?" "Not sure. But my heart tells me so. I love her so much"

I believe in love, because it exists, I may not have experienced it yet, but I am not looking for it, I let it find me and maybe it will make me a new person. We would need a hundred words where we have only one, this little word of love that is good for everything and suitable for nothing, this verb to love that hangs out everywhere, that goes for everything, the love of God, love men, self-love, love of others, and I love my mother, and I love my husband, and I love my daughter, and I love my dog ​​(and the more I watch the man , the more I love my dog), and I love fries, and I love Venice, and I love Ravel, and I love your ass, and I love you, and I love to believe it.

She had to replay what her mind had just heard to determine what she had been asked. "Hi. I'm sorry about being so confused for a minute," apologized Christine. "I was reading, and you surprised me. To answer your question, I am in Ms. Lyons's class. My name is Christine Leonard. How did you know Ms. Lyons assigned this novel for summer reading?"

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"Hm..and why are you roaming around like this kid? It's not safe" "M-my dad got killed by a man, and now my entire family is destroyed". I cried. He didn't say anything, simply looked at me. "Do you know who was the guy?". "It was Mr Wang!! The rich man". He smirked. Looking at me. "So much anger, hunger to kill and destroy". He spoke words I didn't understand. "What?" I questioned. "Your eyes reveal everything about you. You can kill and destroy. You've got that gift in you that not everyone has and it's called courage. Your bravery will always do you good, but that spark of love will always destroy".

She added, “Talking can help you learn more about the world. You can get better wisdom from the experiences of others rather than words from compiled pieces of paper.” My ears couldn’t believe what I just heard. A fellow monarch didn’t appreciate or believed in the magical aspect of books. As a member of a royal family, we were obligated to read and dissect books. Examining almost every word on each page was the reason why I loathed reading. However, as I tried it again, I appreciated the different worlds that it brought me. But for someone such as Bethilda to perceive reading as useless, I wasn’t sure if I should hate her or pity her for her opinion.

The salary isn’t that much, but life has taught her well that it’s not always about money, rather it’s always about peace. “Hi children” Valeriana greeted the orphans. Everyone was eating in Harmony but as soon as they saw Valeriana they got up from their chair and ran towards her, except for one child and that’s Sam. He was sitting far away with his untouched food, making a sad face.

“You learned something? From him?” “Yes, we both learned a lot from each other. There are different genres in literature for a reason. And you can’t ignore the fact that romance is the most read genre in the world. There’s a reason why his books are so popular and if you look farther than your prejudice you will learn to appreciate them for the work of art that they are. That’s all I’m going to say…” Iori finished and spun around intending to leave only to feel his hand on her arm stopping her from leaving and turning her around to look at him. “No, wait!” He exclaimed and Iori flinched at his nearness.