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Sara was innocent and shouldn’t be punished for loving me. I could feel the rage building again and forced myself to put the thoughts out of my mind. I looked again through sites and landed on Las Vegas. There was a writing event happening in two weeks. I could only imagine how much Sara would enjoy that. I had no trouble imagining her laughing and getting back to her carefree self in Las Vegas. I started booking shows and romantic dinners. I booked several private gondola rides at the Venetian Hotel. It would be as marvelous as Italy itself but perhaps we could actually see Italy after this whole mess was over.

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Navy took her seat on the airplane, economy this time. This trip to Las Vegas wasn’t on the dime of ‘VH Holdings’. And she was alone… without him. That was the difference. Well, that and the fact that she had only purchased a one-way ticket. Once again, she was sitting on a plane… She looked outside the window and tried to stay calm since flying was still terrifying. She fastened her seatbelt and closed her eyes. Navy recalled her first trip to Vegas, she recalled Victor and the way he helped her, his voice so soothing…

The Calling Chapter 1 I am walking down the cliffy road, it’s dark out with only the street lamp to illuminate my path. I am slightly cold and very irritated at my current situation. I had gotten to my car only to discover the battery dead. Obviously the car would not start, could not even unlock the bloody door via car remote.

I love Vega so much, and I don't know where I would be without her. Two hours later, Vega had finished the book. The look on her face showed me that she loved the book. I knew she would see once she gave the book a chance; now, she needed to read the others. Vega put the book down and rested her head on my hand. What happened next wasn't anything short of a miracle; my sister began to pray for me. Neither one of us even knew how to pray, but she was. I prayed that God would reveal himself to her, as he had revealed himself to me.

“Novels. They keep me calm.” “I thought I keep you calm,” Tessa interjected. Vee looked up at her. “You still do. I would’ve gone insane if you weren’t here.” Tessa blushed while Raymond rolled his eyes and shut them. “What’s the novel about?” “Revenge shit,” Vee replied. “She was betrayed on her wedding day. Lost her child and almost got killed. She miraculously survived and plotted against her cheating husband and his devious in-laws. She made sick moves. Took everything from them, drove him mad, and made him feel every single pain she’d suffered, tenfold.”

His assistant delivered a set of villa keys, a bank card and a perfectly fitting dress, without saying a word. Surprisingly, Serena didn't ask any questions. By that afternoon, she had moved into Damien's villa as per the address provided. For the next few days, she found herself alone in the spacious house, waiting in vain for Damien to return. Instead, she saw her new husband splashed all over the tabloids, enjoying himself at a lavish beach party, surrounded by women. Serena was lounging on the sofa, munching on an apple and scrolling through her phone, when it rang.

Seraphina’s POV I sat at the only table in the cold, empty room of an old building in Santa Fe, my gaze zeroed into the distance, my thoughts running wild. This was the place I’d chosen as the meet-up joint for Aric and I. According to him, the plan was that he shows up, sets my brother free in the air, and I leave with him. No problems. No casualties. No troubles. Simple. But I would be crazy to just go along with that absurd plan, don’t you think?

"Quentin will sneak back today. Would you like to come with me to the airport to pick him up?" "Quentin?" The name struck a chord of familiarity, echoing the male protagonist from my harem novel. "Quentin Bennett? The famous star Quentin Bennett?" "Yes," the woman gently touched my forehead. "No fever." I possessed an unusually high level of acceptance. Blinking, I realized I must have transmigrated. So, the reason that awful book was covering my face when I died served a purpose! Before my demise, I had been telling Randy that I would sue Quentin Bennett for bigamy!

One day he took the trip to Nepal, the Himalayas to learn meditation, soul cleansing, and to fulfill his covenant with Mary Dames. Was it worth it? He asked himself. He wondered if Tessa Lopez was the answer to all his troubles if she was what he was praying for to come into his life and change everything. She was real. Not a part of his memory that he was running from, like Mary Dames who had now been lost in limbo. Tessa Lopez was flesh, the future, and real.