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I Can't Be Mated to Him

I Can't Be Mated to Him

Candace I’m sitting at the dressing table, fixing my hair for the first time in days, when a bird starts singing right outside my tent. An ash warbler. For the third time since sunset yesterday. I almost smile. When it first happened, I made Ingrid go check. We were way outside of where the warbler should be, and if it was lost, I’d consider leaving my tent to make sure it got home. The last thing I expected was for her to report some kind of insane contraption making the noise. If it weren’t for the flute attached at the bottom, I’d have no idea what was happening. But now, every time the singing starts again, I know Eva is out there, trying to reach me however she can.
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Alpha of Gods

Alpha of Gods

I don’t even know If I can wrap my mind around everything. “Well damn, that must have been one hell of a wet dream. I guess I had it coming.” I slung my feet over the edge of my bed and placed them on the floor beneath me. I nervously rubbed the back of my neck. “Uh, yeah. It was… one hell of a dream. You ready to work out?” “Yeah, whenever you are. Hades is already high so with good luck we won’t have to see his ugly face today.” At those words Drake and I made eye contact when we heard Cash and his gang change the song they were singing to the chorus of Tom Jones’ Slow hand.
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A Mythical World

A Mythical World

She was grubbing for vegetables in a dead man's garden when she heard the singing. Arya stiffened, still as stone, listening, the three stringy carrots in her hand suddenly forgotten. She thought of the Bloody Mummers and Roose Bolton's men, and a shiver of fear went down her back. It's not fair, not when we finally found the Trident, not when we thought we were almost safe. Only why would the Mummers be singing? The song came drifting up the river from somewhere beyond the little rise to the east. "Off to Gulltown to see the fair maid, heigh-ho, heigh-ho . . . "
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THE LUNA WHO RUINED HER MATE.

THE LUNA WHO RUINED HER MATE.

"We can't scream back. We aren't loud enough. But we can make everyone hear something else. A better song." "Our song?" he asked, taking her hand. "Our song," she said. She called Cassian. He ran back to the big bone. Elidra told him they needed the bone to help the sound reach everyone—the trees, the dirt, and even the tower. Cassian leaned his back against the bone to hold it steady. Elidra knelt and put Kieran’s hands on the old, smooth bone. She put her hands over his. "Sing, my heart," she whispered. "Sing about the warm rocks and the green woods. Sing about the river and the quiet."
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Stealing the Heart of Mr. Steele

Stealing the Heart of Mr. Steele

[Cordelia] A small cry shatters the sorrow. Clark perks up, his whole body coming to attention. "Madeline," he turns his body away from me, like a flower seeking the sun, towards a small glass bed where two wiggling, swaddled bundles are curled up next to one another, one of them fussing more than the other. He picks her up and begins singing a sorrowful melody, something nonsensical that I'm confident he must be making up on the spot. The little spot of hair I see plastered to the side of her head is ink-black and curly.
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Daniel
I hope hell rains on her so called family haha the heroine's character is to my liking, feels like she'll give you a chance but if you missed it then sorry bish. not too tough but still firm. will stick to that kind of heroine, keep it up author, hope you don't turn her into a future love-brain ...
xman
This book is highly recommended. It is humorous, suspense but what I like most is the FL unique characteristics n ML's over protective towards Suzie. I spend most of my bonuses reading this story ONLY. N my votes go to this story ONLY. Cos I value loyal n trustworthy r/ship the most.
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Where the Flowers Go

Where the Flowers Go

I knew Frank was not heading home, and that cake for me was never going to happen. My phone kept buzzing with Susanna's updates, flaunting her joy like it was meant to sharpen the sting of my own sorrow. However, what was the point? In just two days, I would be gone. The day before my last, the alarm cut through the silence. Slipping on a mask, I entered the hotel unnoticed. There they were, Susanna and Frank, in the midst of their rehearsal. She wore a gown that kissed the floor, and he was in a suit sharp enough to cut glass.
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Omega Mate’s

Omega Mate’s

’ Wanda ask me, when I hear Wanda bark I jump and don’t make it to the other side instead I meet the river, swimming to the other side where Cassidy is inside the castle. I paddle like my life depends on it, seeing I’m near I put my front paws out and start singing my song. I put my right paw out, I put my left paw out, and I shake myself up and above, everybody now, shaking my body to my beat I wiggle, till I can’t jiggle, I wiggle, till I can’t jiggle, I wiggle, till I can’t jiggle, I make a hip hop beat, I think I got a song stuck in my mind now, ‘COSMO MOVE IT!’ Wanda linked me she was mad, Wanda is always mad, jiggle, jiggle, wiggle, wiggle, I got up and ran towards Cassidy.
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Of Frost and Fire

Of Frost and Fire

Singing constituted a large part of their religious worship, and they did not mean to have Miss Dory buried without this attention. As Mr. Mason finished the services and sat down, he was startled with an outburst of "Shall we meet beyond the river." Everybody joined in the song, negroes and all, their rich, full voices dominating the others, and making Mr. Mason thrill in every nerve as the quaint music filled the house, and went echoing out upon the summer air. When the "Beautiful River" was finished some one outside the door took up the refrain: "Oh, that will be joyful, joyful, joyful;
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Dear Don

Dear Don

Nodding, Dawn stepped forward to thank the crowd for their generous donation and spoke a little to introduce Aqua. “She doesn’t speak much English and is unable to walk,” Dawn announced with a strange accent to his English, confusing Aqua. “The song she just sang was a folk song native to her village. If you enjoyed the first song, please clap along to the following songs. We will be here for a while until the sun starts to set. The next song is about the ocean. Please enjoy!” Unsure of what Dawn was doing, Aqua only knew that the people standing in front of her was going to throw more money in the box if she sang another song. If Dawn wanted a song about the ocean, she knew the perfect one
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I remember reading 'Where the Crawdads Sing' and being completely transported to the marshes of North Carolina. The setting is so vivid and integral to the story that it feels like a character itself. The novel takes place primarily in the 1950s and 1960s in a small fictional town called Barkley Cove, nestled deep in the coastal marshes. The author, Delia Owens, paints such a lush picture of the marshlands that you can almost hear the reeds rustling and smell the salty air. The isolation of the marshes mirrors the protagonist's loneliness, making the setting not just a backdrop but a crucial part of the narrative. The way the natural world is described adds a layer of raw beauty and harsh reality to the story.

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