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then the barman ended everything by calling security on him. "hey... I..." "don't sweat it. keep the change." I interrupted him, dropping his money on the counter and left. ***** "Why!... I hate you." That was all I could yell throwing anything my hand could reach and breaking whatever was breakable close to me. I have never in my life felt such public humiliation, never felt rejection, never felt so broken before. I had no one to turn to or confide in. For weeks I drowned myself in alcohol, drugs and anything I wouldn't originally buy with my money. That was where I found consolence. I wouldn't pick any incoming calls, nor let anyone in on my life.

he said started reading his Phone. "What are you reading at?" I asked. "An electric book Dylan had installed it for me in my Phone. "He did what? he is only 12 and he had this much knowledge about electronics gadgets" I said Startled. "You know my brother only we two are odd in our family, my other brothers are more into girls" he said rolling his eyes. "What just you said ?" Phoenix who heard him saying turned up. "I said you guys are wasting your minds in girls" he said to his brother. Phoenix rolled his eyes.

“Don’t tell me. But you know I’ll give as good as I get.” “I’m counting on it.” Atticus could hardly see through the rage brimming within him, tinting his vision red. It turned Ralphin – his Beta, his best friend – into nothing more than a gleaming target. His hold on himself was slipping with every word, every taunt, and every second that he couldn’t get the sight of Lily’s crumpled face out of his head. He’d broken her. He’d felt it, the beginnings of love, the irrevocable ties of the mate bond – and he’d broken her. And, he thought, side-stepping one of Ralphin’s better kicks, he’d broken himself, too.

I remind " Thank you???" She ask with a frown " Oh thank you for all your help. At least now I am stock in the middle of the forest with a broken ankle and no home of getting home" She says mockingly " At least you are alive" I remind. She should be more grateful, once there is life, there is hope. " You call this living. In the middle of no where, with no amenities. At this rate I will die from a wound infection before the cork crocks tomorrow" She grumbles

com/The-Gladewater-Series-101896935653764 Book Two UNBROKEN – Maggie and Zane’s story. They seem like the perfect couple, but does Zane have a past they can’t recover from? Released June 10, 2022. Available now on Kindle, KU, and A****n. Book Three REDEEMED - JT and Sofia’s story JT has sworn off women after a trauma he can’t get past. Will Maggie’s over-protective brother find a love of his own? Released October 20, 2022. Available now on Kindle, KU, and A****n.

If his bedroom looked like this, I didn’t want to even see the bathroom. It was one eighty degrees from the rest of the house. It wasn’t nasty. It was just chaotic. I decided an audiobook wasn’t what I needed. What I needed right now was to put on my relaxing playlist. A little Childish Gambino, Yuna, The Verve, Bruno Mars, and Maroon 5 were all I needed right now. A girl I knew in middle school noticed I had two songs on there when I got it for my thirteenth birthday. She was nice enough to load almost fifty songs on there. Varying from Rock to R&B. I added a few more songs on there over the years.

I got it open and got in. Finding shelter: check! My body was shivering, and it was hard to move. I was freezing. A quick look around the room revealed some old fishing tools and - as by some miracle - petroleum and a box of matches. I grabbed the box. Thank God, I thought with a smile. Tree matches left and even though the petroleum was almost all gone, I was used to less back home. There was no fireplace, but a broken iron cauldron. I grabbed anything that could burn, threw it in the cauldron, and lit a fire. The flames were hot and welcoming. I smiled.

she responds, looking into his eyes, waiting. Ethan points to the book again. "Here it clearly says that six-year-old children who disappear without informing their parents develop permanent stinky feet." I have to give him credit for how serious he looks while saying that. I know who she inherited that determination from. Ethan spots me but doesn't signal that he saw me; he's waiting for her to take her time constructing her argument without interruptions. Her head shakes vigorously from side to side, her reddish-brown curls hitting her shoulders.

Unbroken. “This,” I rasped, my voice low, steady, dangerous, “is not weakness. Thank you for showing me what I am capable of,” I said with a bloody smirk. The air itself seemed to shudder at my words. Leaves rustled though no wind blew. The men glanced at each other, nervous now, their bravado cracking. Something was waking inside me. Something I didn’t understand. Something I couldn’t control. And I loved it because it was mine. And it was hungry and I was aching to feed it.

The knife clattered from Bryce’s grip, skittering across the polished marble like a serpent fleeing the fight. Bryce staggered but refused to fall, his lips curling into a bitter laugh. “Do you even understand what I built for this moment?” His words were ragged, his breath sharp, but his voice carried the weight of madness. “Every detail… perfect. And you...you ruined it.”