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Star-Crossed Wolves: Silver Moon Rising

Star-Crossed Wolves: Silver Moon Rising

_*]:min-w-0"> POV: Miranda Prospero _*]:min-w-0"> I pressed my forehead against the cottage window, watching Papa and Ferdinand on the porch below. _*]:min-w-0"> Every word carried through the old glass. Every terrible revelation about my mother's death, about Ferdinand's father, about the power sleeping inside me that I'd never fully understood. _*]:min-w-0"> My hands trembled against the windowsill. _*]:min-w-0">
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Handprint on the Window

Handprint on the Window

I went to take a shower after dinner. It was then that I suddenly saw a weird palm print on the glass window. Someone must have left that palm print behind with their soapy hand while taking a shower. The print was quite faint and white against the shiny glass on the window. It was obviously a woman's handprint, and it wasn't mine. My hand was a little bigger than this. So I couldn't have been the one who put it there. It couldn't have been my daughter, Bella Quinton, either. She had tiny hands and wasn't even tall enough to reach that spot yet. Also, it definitely did not belong to my husband, Rory Quinton.
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The Lyon's Cub Caitlin

The Lyon's Cub Caitlin

When daddy finds out he's going to skin him. I rolled back onto my side and looked out the window at the tops of the trees in the distance. I didn't know that our windows aren't really windows until today. I could see through other people's windows with the drone, but when I buzzed our house earlier, all I saw was the reflection of the light outside. Daddy had surrounded the whole house with one-way glass.
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A Breeder: For The Alpha

A Breeder: For The Alpha

I have learned of new dangers—the images from the previous night hunted me ferociously, sending a jolt up my spine down to my legs, sending me into an upright position. “Fuck…” I muttered into the morning air. For a second, I focused on the micro particulates floating in the rays that poured from the high window. Now that I thought about it, the windows were suspended oddly higher than normal. I held onto the sheet, taking a deep breath into the back of my lungs I stretched my back and shoulders, stretching. The end of the season was coming and winter was getting closer, I could smell it in the air even in the warm ray of the sun glowing through the window, you could feel it. A break from th
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Divorced The Wrong Alpha. Mated To The Alpha King

Divorced The Wrong Alpha. Mated To The Alpha King

That door is sealed shut. That thought follows me into sleep. The quiet feels peaceful—until it isn’t. I see Lucien standing outside my window. My breath catches. His eyes pierce straight through me, like he’s pulling apart every wall I built, knot by knot. He steps closer, and my heart drops in horror when he passes through the glass as if it isn’t even there. It doesn’t break. It doesn’t make a sound. His eyes never leave mine, not even for a second.
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Dark of Night

Dark of Night

I run my hand along the edges, feeling for any leaks of warm air coming in from outside, and feel nothing. “And this window was replaced.” I turn, looking at Pandora. “It’s not like it’s special magic glass or anything.” I bring my hand down, and my fingers catch on the little gemstone wind chime I have hanging on the window. The chain breaks, and the chime falls into the sink. “Dammit,” I grumble. “I liked hearing this chiming when the window’s open.”
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45 Days with Logan

45 Days with Logan

𝘼𝘽𝘽𝙄𝙀 I stood beside my window, fingers pressed lightly against the cold glass, watching the world outside. The world that could never be mine… no matter how desperately I longed for it. My eyes were fixed on Lara Harvard. She lived next door, and from my window, I could see everything that happened in her vast compound, almost identical to ours, yet somehow so different. Hers felt alive. Mine felt like a cage.
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Wet Confessions

Wet Confessions

I thought about him walking over, pushing my window open, sliding his hand under the covers without saying a word The thought alone made me break. A sharp gasp left my throat as heat rushed through me, the release flooding every inch of me until I collapsed back into the pillows, panting. Through the haze, I opened my eyes and froze. Across the way, his window was still open. He was there. Watching. And smiling. The Window Game I should have closed my blinds. I should have pulled the covers over my head and pretended I’d just been tossing and turning. But I didn’t.
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Through Your Eyes

Through Your Eyes

I got up from my bed and walked towards the window. Parting the curtains to the side, the blinding light of the sun piercing through the window panes made me close my eyes for a moment. I closed my eyes tightly then opened them slowly until I got adjusted to the glare. The moment I gazed into the distance, all I could see was the rich and sprawling greeneries below the wide canopy of the sky, animated by its sailing, fluffy clouds. From where I stood, it looked like I was on top of a hill overlooking the rolling stretch of farms and plain below.
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Sweet Mafia Protector

Sweet Mafia Protector

Rebekah pov I stood by the window, the cool night air barely seeping through the glass as I drew in a deep puff of my cigarette. The smoke curled upwards, twisting and twirling in ethereal patterns, mingling with the shadows that cloaked the room. Outside, the darkness was thick, punctuated only by the distant, flickering glow of streetlights, while my mind wrestled with a chaotic storm of thoughts, each one entwined with the next like a tangled ball of yarn.
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