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She stuttered in embarrassment. "Yeah... you kind of mistakenly put it in my dra--" Before Eustone could finish, Sasha snatched the letter out of his hand. She was about to run away when he pulled her back. Her face was all red and he knows why. "Hey! I didn't mean to read it! I swear I'm not--" And before he could even explain every bit of his action, he felt a numbing pain on his face. Then he realized he fell on the ground. His eyes widened at the sight of Sasha all red with a grumpy face.

Chapter Twelve The rain had been relentless all Friday. Sheets of water fell from the sky, drumming against windows and rooftops, as if the heavens themselves were mourning or warning. Nora sat in the art studio, trying desperately to focus on her presentation, but her brush hovered uselessly over the canvas. The colours and lines felt meaningless. Every stroke of paint blurred, smudged by the storm of emotions inside her.

Ava’s POV Sleep was a stranger that night. I had tossed and turned until the moon itself had traveled halfway across the sky, the glow through my curtains mocking my exhaustion. My wolf stirred restlessly beneath my skin, as though aware of my turmoil but refusing to share its calm with me. Every breath in the dark felt stifling, every thought circling back to Diego, to Sage, to the chains of my family’s expectations. I finally pushed the covers off with a sigh and padded to my balcony doors. The air outside was cool and heavy with the faint scent of rain. The courtyard below looked peaceful, but peace was the last thing inside me.

With the start of the novel, her fingers moved in a flow, the words went in a flow, she spent her day and night in front of the laptop, 3 weeks later, her book was done, she wiped her tears as she stared at her completed manuscript. “Whoa!” Tasha yelled from behind, “What the hell have you been doing?” She blinked at the condition of the room, there were stacks of cup noodles at the side, there were tissues scattered on the floor, her best friend looked like a zombie with the dark bags under her eyes.

“Too breakable to survive in the world we live in.” He was right. Too right that it annoyed the hell out of me. I reached for the ball gown, grabbing a fist-full in my hands and stood up on my feet while trying not to give attention to the blood covering a part of the white ball gown. “It’s all about determination, isn’t it?” I walked past the dead Italian mob, pushing the need to gag down my throat, while inching towards my husband. “All it needs is courage, after all.” Vincenzo’s dark soulless eyes bore into mine, making my inside cuddle, but I had no intention of showing him how much of an effect he had on me.

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But suddenly, he flung my hand off with a force that stunned me. “You’ve really lost it,” he spat. “Faking a pregnancy to compete with a girl half your age? “After all these years, suddenly you’re pregnant? Right when Fran needs me? Don’t insult my intelligence.” His gaze raked over me as disappointment clouded his face. “Look at yourself! Suspicious, jealous, and always imagining the worst. “You’re nothing like the thoughtful woman you used to be. You grew up on the streets, Clea. “You could never compare to someone like Fran, who has wealth and grace.

said Jacob. Immediately Zoya couldn't hold back her tears. She immediately hugged Jacob tightly. "You are the best person I have ever known, sob sob..." Zoya whispered with tears in her eyes. Everyone in the room felt what Zoya felt. *** -Year 2045- “They're in! They're in! The south gate has collapsed!” shouted one of the soldiers. The hundreds of monsters rushed in and immediately rushed into the building. Luckily, the residents in the Hope building had been evacuated to a bunker located in the basement. Only Professor Alex and a few of his men remained in his study.

In one swift motion, she grabs the novel off the shelf, jumps into bed, and opens to the first chapter. Less than an hour later, she tosses the finished book down and slips back downstairs for yet another snack. Coming out of the kitchen with a spoon to a tub of peanut butter, she catches sight of her mother's Kindle lying on the coffee table in the living room, unattended. With one glance around, she slips into the recliner and downloads the next book in the series.