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''Ezra said, '' We can use Murphy law as a way to sign alliance. '' Ezra said, '' What would you get in return?'' '' My kingdom don't have anything to offer you right now. ''Novella said, '' Give me Zillion?'' ''The abandoned land that we lock up. ''Novella said, '' Yes ' '' Why would you want that surely you don't plan to go in there? ''Novella said, '' No, My husband has some interest in the land he wants it. ''Ezra said,

“The first zone?” Philip’s eyebrows furrowed. “You mean the door controlled by the Nonagon is divided into different zones?” Fennel nodded and said, “It can be understood that way. The first zone is the most common area. Generally, those who can enter the door to learn are active in the first zone. Of course, even if they are only active in the first zone, they can still be a giant in their respective fields after coming out from the door and returning to society. Don't underestimate the world behind the door, even the first zone. There are many freaks inside.”

assistant"> ~SHARON After leaving Xavier’s study, I went upstairs with my head full of noise. The articles, the lies, the comments, and Sia’s warning about my songs all seemed to press against me at once. I closed the bedroom door behind me and stood there for a moment, trying to steady myself. The room was quiet, but the quiet no longer soothed me the way I wished it would. My mind kept replaying everything I had read downstairs. Gold digger. Washed-up singer. Trouble. The words had been written by strangers, yet they had found the exact places in me that were still sore.

I just stared at her. Then, before they could react, I lifted the extinguisher high above my head with every ounce of strength I had left. "Sebastian, what are you doing? Are you insane?" Luna finally lost her composure, her voice cracking with real fear as she shouted at me. I ignored her and slammed the extinguisher against the window hard. A deafening crack rang out. The glass shattered into a thousand pieces. I was free. I didn't care that the shards tore into my skin. I clawed and scrambled toward the broken window, ready to drag myself out.

My eyes caught Camille, running. Hold steady. Watch. Record. I stayed still, breath measured. The pitch held, for now. Zone 2 flared next, sharp rolls, recruits breaking spread. Then Zone 7, full sweep. I wanted to stay at the Pitch where he'd kept me. But my eyes flicked to Zone 6, just as two figures shifted too fast, spacing uneven. Shoulders rose. One glance thrown back toward the line… nerves. A tremble in the air there. I keyed in, tone even:

I said when I finally arrived at a conclusion. From the other end, I could hear Emily's voice falling and rising, she sounded enthusiastic and excited. "There's great news, sir." "What is it about?" I asked in a way that seemed to cut her short. "The tranXglobal group. They are..." My heart pounded so hard against my chest as I heard the name. Excitement washed over me as my lips quivered. They are one of the largest businesses in New York City. "And what about them?" my voice was neutral now.

he murmured back. And we were all too glad to keep our date, so we bunked down at the hotel, took note, or didn't take note, of the detail, and were eager the next morning for some hard-bitten haggling. But deep inside, it was that funny feeling in me jabbing me continually with the thought, something like: This ain't business; it was something deeper, something that my fingers, too, could never explain.

Chapter One Zara’s POV I can hear the moaning sounds loud and clear which made me become really curious. I cleaned my ears and dabbed it with my hands to make sure that I was not hearing or imagining things. “Mmmm, baby come on be fast and make love to. Hit me harder,like a roaring stallion “ I heard a lady’s scream followed by the sound of ragged breath and sounds of body slamming together.I had to close my eyes and cover my face with my hands for a few seconds because it sounded so embarrassing.It feels like I am intruding into their personal space but then one of my bad habits is that I am a very inquisitive and curious person,I won’t be at peace if I don’t get a glimpse of these couples

And yet, despite being handed a billionaire heir's identity on a silver platter, the original Jacob had somehow managed to morph himself into the most spineless, self-destructing simp in existence. "What an absolute waste." I rubbed my temples and finally understood why nothing was more frustrating than watching someone throw away a golden opportunity. Right then, a new post suddenly appeared on the forum. "Latest update! Carol and Matt are shopping at Central Plaza right now!" I tapped into the thread. In the attached photo, Carol was clinging to Matt's arm as they stood in front of a luxury boutique counter, smiling sweetly together. I narrowed my eyes. Just as I was about to close the app

Something they enjoyed exploiting. "Practice fields?" Micah asked, his voice loose. Ash nodded, his gaze sweeping over the hallway. It was wolf sniffing its quarry. His eyes rested on me. I tried to disappear, but that didn't work. He had found me. “Look what the wolf dragged in,” Zane Valez said, his signature smirk already in place. He was leaning against the wall, a picture of nonchalant cruelty. “Little Rhea Mooncrest, still clinging to those dusty books. What’s that you’re reading? ‘How to Get a Mate When No One Wants You’?”