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Oh gods oh gods oh gods. I’m here. I’m actually here. And I’m about to freak the hell out when— “Enough,” a cold voice growls behind me. Before I can even react, something heavy drops over my shoulders. A towel. A thick white towel. And then a strong hand grabs my wrist and yanks me back into the shadows. My heart stops. Because I know this scene. This is the towel scene. This is where Luke wraps his towel around the heroine to shield her from the other boys and leads her away.

“It’s not the smell of flowers. It’s the scent of the departed souls. Take note of it so that when I visit you someday after I have joined my ancestors, you would remember to give me water. Your grandpa came to visit us, so I had to give him water to continue his journey home. “I’m sure that, from the ancestral world, your grandpa is giving you his backing on the adventure of love that you will soon embark on. You may doubt it because your so-called education and books tells you nothing about these things. But trust me Quasi, whatever happens in the material world first happen in the world of the unseen.”

Leave a comment and we can work out how to get in touch with each other. 5. If you're interested in some insights into the characters and story or just wanna chat, you can find me on I*******m under the the handle "owlonmywrist." 6. You guys are amazing and I am so thankful for each and every one of you. Thank you for reading my story, for all of your feedback, and for enjoying my little fantasy world. As Dev would say, be prepared for shit to hit the fan. XOXO ~ Owlonmywrist

I would like to have a few words with you. Confused and fear-stricken Sandra hurried back to duty wondering what he would want to discuss with her. He was in his early 40s and she was just 20 fresh out of college. Surely he was maybe going to offer her a job. So many ideas ran through her mind and she decided to let them go. Eric paid his bill and decided to drive to the gold course not too far from the restaurant for a few hours before he would return to Sandra at 4. Sandra was very different from all the ladies Eric had been with previously. She was a shy girl, laid-back and not sophisticated like the ladies he was used to. He could not place his fingers on what attracted him to her beside

The remaining appendages withdraw slightly, making way for something larger. Zayn stares at it in silent awe. He extends a hand toward it, almost reverently. "It wants total connection. No more separate bodies.” I stare at the glowing core as it opens wide, spilling liquid gold. Every muscle in my body strains toward it, joined by everyone else's. The pull is absolute, and I have no desire to resist. Before I can speak, the core lashes out. Tendrils wrap around all five of us at once, drawing us toward its waiting center. The sensation engulfs every nerve, surging beyond pleasure into something deeper, stranger. Around us, the entire jungle seems to fall silent.

She moved to the bed drawer as she picked up the envelope she had prepared for him. “I have a gift for you.” She said, walking towards him. Jason sat the laptop beside him as he collected the envelope from her. “Anderson Industries is now yours.” She said, beaming with happiness. “This isn't necessary.” He said, flinging the paper. “I know you don't mind the company being in my name, but it's my way of proving my love…” “I already transferred everything.” He added, cutting her words short. “Pardon?” She asked, confused.

my female best friend, Aurora, yells in my ear and I shake my head, letting the few strands of thick black curls that aren’t held back in my low ponytail fly all over the place. I can't slow down, if I do that the troubles I'm running from will swallow me up…and I don't want that. I don't want to think about it, I don't want to stress, I don't want to worry…I just want to dance the last night of my life away. The air seems to buzz around me with electrical pulses, and my head snaps up to find grey eyes watching me. “Oh…” I mutter and both Jayden and Aurora turn their heads to find what I'm looking at.

I read it again. Aleksander’s ex. And his brother. Getting married? I stared at the paper, blinking like the words might change. Like maybe I read it wrong. But it was there. Clear. Printed in gold on white. My heart beat faster. Questions flooded my mind. How? When? Why? Did Aleksander know? Did he care? Or worse Was he going? I folded the card back into the envelope and tucked it under my sweater. I didn’t know what it meant yet. But I knew one thing.

The next few days felt like I was living in a fog, moving through each hour with the sensation that something massive was just out of reach. The encounter in the garden had shaken me more than I cared to admit, leaving me with more questions than answers. What had Liam meant? What was Dominic hiding? Why did I feel like I was slipping further into a world I had no control over?

It was a private message, intended just for Xavier, a reader who adored the author's work. 'Dear Xavier, My Wonderful Reader, Amid our unexpected encounter, I leave this memento of our meeting. Remember that the mysteries we must unravel are merely what awaits us once our paths cross. Until we meet again, may the words on these pages light the fires of your imagination. With heartfelt gratitude, Ezra Waylen '