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"I just told you people will avoid you if you keep coming here!" "And I don't exactly see what the problem is with that." I replied. "I just want to spend my school days in peace. If going to this place means I don't have to deal with anybody, then that's nothing but good news to me." "You-!" He cut himself off, then sighed. "Turn in your club application form later." "Great! This is such a relief." "Name." "What?" "I said tell me your name." "Oh, I'm Black Vera."

Was it really an accident or something else? Misti's parents fell in love with each other when they first met in the past and they had a fairytale-like love story. Misti is fascinated by the love story of her parents and she wants the same for her life but she does not know that everyone's life is not the same and her love story will be a lot different than her parents'. But she did not know that her parents had faced a very challenging situation in the past but they overcame it with their love and faith in each other.

I replied quietly, gently supporting his head as I buried my nose in his hair. "Because that would mean I have to be sorry that your smell intoxicated me." I chuckled lightly. "You shouldn't-" "How about you finish the story first? Leave what I should do to me." I smiled. "Well, the story ends with someone dying."

Now, with your parents here, the ones you adore, and in front of all our friends and family, I want you to tell me again. "Where is the child?"

He stared at me fixedly, his gaze flickering as he said, "Tell me. Why did you presume I would eat you?" "Are you alright now?" I asked gingerly as I was taken aback—the antidote was that effective? Yoran raised a brow. "It's just an aphrodisiac. It's just a momentary bother." Aphrodisiac? Didn't that make him chew through Joey's neck before? "You weren't going to eat me when you licked my neck?" I demanded a little too loudly. "Wherever you heard that from?" He appeared amused. "Only rogues eat human flesh. Also, what was that you said you know?"

Starting with this baby. My story. My choice. My future. Finally.

No inappropriate implications, no suggestive subtext, no messy drama—only an ordinary family encountering trouble, solving it rationally, protecting each other, and living well. This is the most real, decent, and precious life.

But now… “Great! Now that’s done let me explain the rules of the new game. You are going to tell me a story. All you have to do is survive the story. Simple right?” Of course, it was not as simple. Anderson knew very well that anything concerning a demon would not be as simple. What was worse, this particular demon was very different. So, who knew what twisted game of story telling the demon had in mind? Anderson nodded warily at the demon’s enquiry. Whatever was coming he knew very well the odds would be against him as such he had his guard up. It was funny; He was rather feeling like the trapped one.

She looked so worn out that Hart only knelt lower and hugged her knees. “I promise, I’ll take some time to explain to her. It was a mistake on my end. She looked so much like Milla, I lost my mind… I…” She mustered all her strength to pull herself up in a straight sitting position, although she was as tired as ever. It drained her emotionally, and being five weeks pregnant didn’t make it any better. To his bewilderment, she placed a hand on his shoulder. “I also have something to tell you, Hart. I… I’ve made my share of mistakes. But what I really need you to know and understand is something that is beyond my control.”

Hi guys, this is my first story on this platform, hope you will enjoy reading it. DISCLAIMER This story right here is a product of my imagination, creativity, and thoughts it has no relationship with anyone but living or dead, places or people, and each character in this story is fictional, and there is no question of it being real. VANDANA POV Everyone? Where are all of you Come out quickly, I yell excited at the top of my voice and they came running.