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She looked nothing like the old librarian she was used to with her big spectacles and prominent wrinkles on her forehead. “G-good morning, ma’am!” Millie greeted the lady with a timid smile. The librarian lowered her specs and studied Millie like she was a police officer. “What can I do for you missy?” The lady spoke in a harsh tone which seemed natural for her. “Uh… I was just wondering, is the book called, The Art of Poetry available right now, ma’am?” Millie asked her. “The Art of Letting Go is the only one available, but if you want to see it in the big picture, you can just go into the movie house…” The lady blurted out, chuckling a bit.

I obviously tried calling again but he didn't answer, until I finally gave up. I got Serenity several months later and it's just been my baby and I ever since. It has been hard being a single parent, barely earning enough to care for two of us and pay for all our expenses. It was already hard without Mason, but add a baby on-top of that, it became difficult but I pulled through with the little salary I earned.

I knew she would offer an explanation without me asking, so I just waited. “His name is Gabriel. He turned sixteen a couple of months ago. Our parents were murdered while our mom was still pregnant with him. He went without oxygen for twelve minutes before the doctors could get him out of her and resuscitate him. Two months premature, he was so tiny. We didn’t think he’d make it, but he surprised us. I think I noticed he wasn’t developing correctly long before anyone else did, but I didn’t want to admit it. He’d already been through so much, I just wanted him to have the perfect life. The perfect existence. Nothing to hold him back. That wasn’t in the plans though. When he was younger, he wa

"It will be published. It's just that no publisher has had any luck with you yet." "You know, I've started writing a new book. And this book is about you. Of course I just started this book. I hope you don't mind. Soon, I'll be interviewing you. So be ready." "A book about me?!" "Yes. About your family, about your childhood, and most importantly, about what this world has done to someone like you. I want this book to be an anthem of kindness and justice. The whole world needs to understand the kind people who live under this sky. The whole world needs to understand how everyone has destroyed kindness. Adelard, everyone must know about you."

Joy smiled, as she finished her brief summary of the book. "Wow. I am speechless. What later happened? Did he give in or disciplined himself?" Kevin and Rachael simply looked on as the two were speaking. "It is left for you to find out. The title of the book is WEIRD FEELING BY PROF ISRAEL. Do search it up on G****e, so as to know which app you can easily read it from. I am eagerly waiting for the part 2 of that book," Joy stated, as Andrew nodded.

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Hi!!! Just wanted to pop in and say thank you for taking the time to read my work. This is the final book in my Unspoken Trilogy. Hope you enjoy reading it as much as I enjoyed writing it!! Book 1 - Unspoken Promises Book 2 - Unspoken Truths Book 3 - Unspoken Desires If you’re starting this novel without reading the previous books - you may get a little lost with all the characters and the fast paced events. ——————————- Chapter 1

he replied, but his tone held a darker meaning. What he did next caught me off-guard. He effortlessly lifted me, ignoring my yelp, and carrying me towards a peculiar standing bar. Once there, he positioned me in a way that left me feeling exposed and vulnerable, with each leg resting on a bench and spread wide to his eyes. I couldn’t even understand the purpose of the gym equipment, but my current situation felt like a daring taboo. Pinned against this strange piece of equipment, I attempted to shift my body. I heard him chuckle.

Before I could process it, the phone buzzed again. I picked up. Nina's voice came through. "Who are you? Why do you have Liam's phone?" I blurted without thinking, "I'm a god. I can see the future." She didn't miss a beat. "I'm a materialist. I don't believe in gods or ghosts." I hesitated. Then she said, "But I'm curious. Let's hear your predictions. What do you know?" Maybe if I told her, I could stop it.

she sneered, folding her arms smugly. My heart dropped. “What? Tell him I’m feeling sick. I can’t go,” I stammered, my voice trembling. Medina laughed coldly. “Suit yourself. But I’m sure the Alpha wouldn’t mind seeing your corpse swinging from the rope above the gate tomorrow morning.” She pointed to the execution rope dangling in plain view. Fear gripped me. My knees buckled, and I almost collapsed. Without another word, Medina turned and walked away. I stood there, paralyzed. What should I do?