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She felt as if she were outside of herself, looking down, and she became more and more confused. She read. And read. And read. Finally, it hit her like a lightning bolt: this book, it was hers. Her journal. The journal of a teenage girl. A story of coming of age. Of going back in time. Of falling in love with a man named Caleb. Of having a daughter named Scarlet. Of becoming a vampire. She wondered if she were losing her mind. Was this some sort of practical joke? Some sort of fantasy she’d had as a young girl? What was it doing here? How did her grandmother have it? And why was she only drawn to open it now, at this time?

They had been together all night long, and she had never met a more willing human victim. Sera jumped out of bed in a single bound, needing to clear her head from the night before. The body warmth from the sheets immediately evaporated, leaving her cool in the November morning, and she grabbed a silk robe and put it on as she made her way to the windowsill. She looked out at the first crack of dawn, the blood red sun on the horizon, and felt it was a good omen. She contemplated her next move.

I carefully untied the ribbon that held it closed, revealing a beautifully crafted cover with intricate patterns and symbols. As I opened the book, a gust of wind suddenly swept through the room, extinguishing the candle by my bedside. The darkness enveloped me, but I wasn't alone. Whispers echoed around me, growing louder and more urgent. I strained my ears to catch the words, desperately trying to make sense of them. "Veronica, you hold the key," the voice murmured, as if carried by the wind itself. "The truth lies within you." Intrigued and unnerved, I clutched the book tightly in my hands and began to read its faded words. The first sentence was Veronica, you hold the key. The voice was

Surely, any woman can't resist my charms and most importantly, my net worth! I had my share of lessons from the only girl who turned my life upside down just because I fell for her and her lies. As the night grew on, I decided not to give us any chance encounter or for her to come and maybe talk to me. I can feel her eyes all over me but I can't be bother by it any longer. I've had enough of her lies! There could never be an explanation for disappearing or abandoning me. After all, I am Jace Keller!

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

Her fingers slid into my hair, slow and gentle, massaging my scalp. The touch should have calmed me, but my stomach twisted instead. Every instinct screamed that something wasn’t right. Something was very wrong. She leaned closer, her lips brushing mine, her breath warm. One hand moved to my shirt, undoing my buttons as if this was something she’d done a thousand times. Why is Veronica on my lap? Why did the dizziness start right after I took the wine she insisted I drink earlier, smiling as she watched me take the last sip? The thoughts crashed into each other, looping endlessly.

she finally heard the leader scream. And then, the sound of hundreds of bodies rustling towards her. The noise bounced off the walls, came from everywhere, and she realized that they were not just running towards her, but jumping down off the ceilings, off the balconies, their wings spread, speeding towards her. They swept down towards her, like a vulture after its prey, and she doubled her speed, ran for everything she had.

The old man looked into her palms keenly for another full minute, his eyes widening like they were about to pop right out of their sockets. Yolanda and Charles had exchanged puzzled looks for the umpteenth time, trying to figure out what was happening. Suddenly, the old man began to mumble words that made no sense to the young man and woman seated before him. "I can see very dark spirits inside of you. I can see a__werewolf," He paused and looked closer. "There's a woman obscuring my view of your future. She's standing before a door. It looks like she is trying to keep it closed."

Morris was now on her feet and smiling at her Luna. "Yes. First round. There are three stages. She has experienced the first. I shall give you an antidote to restore her health before the second and third stages emerge." I tried so hard to be on my feet even when my feet threatened to give up. All the energy I had coursing through my veins slipped away and all I was left with now is weakness and sour state of mind. "Each stage has its antidote." Veronica grasped my left hand at my side and placed a small bottle in my palm. Her touch repulsed me and all I wanted to do was push her away but I didn't. Not even when she stepped on her toes and pressed her cold dry lips on mine.

Her Chosen Mate (Book 3) *** 1. Can't Help Falling in Love (Book 1) 2. Purchased By The Mafia (Book 2) 3. Her Mysterious Lover (Book 3) 4. My Girlfriend is Mafia Queen (Book 4) 5. Loving A Mafia (Book 5)- Upcoming **** 1. Chosen By An Alpha (Stand-Alone) No One POV . A loud wailing could be heard from a child who was crying because of the hunger, but her father, on the other side, was busy in fucking someone else. Tears came out from a four-month-old infant due to suffocation and hunger.