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Taylor’s hand formed into a fist and his veins popped out of his forehead. Grayson’s face was expressionless, he walked into his room and locked the door. He turned on the lights and walked towards the bookshelves, He traced his finger across the books until his finger met a brown leather diary. He pulled it out and walked towards his study table. After lightly patting the dust off the book, Grayson opened it.

Another drag of her cigarette. "I will not rest until I have you again, Grayson," she said to the empty cellar, her voice low and dangerous. "You are mine. You have always been mine. And I will destroy anyone who gets in the way of that." --- [GRAYSON CROSS MANSION - LIVING ROOM, NEXT MORNING] Grayson was still on the couch. He had not moved all night. He had not slept, he couldn't bring himself to. He just sat there in his rumpled wedding tuxedo, staring at nothing, his phone in his hand waiting for news that never came.

“Preferably someone more exciting. Greyson was eyeing you last week at Haven.” I snort. “Did you miss the part where Paris laid claim to him?” And she definitely missed the part where he dumped a beer over my head. I shouldn’t want Greyson, of all people. He’s vile and twisted and probably a psychopath. My lungs ache just from remembering our last encounter. And… ugh. I’ve been turned on by thinking about it, too. “We’ve only got a finite amount of time left,” Willow says. “We should be adventurous before the rest of the adulting shit has to happen.”

We begin swaying to the music as we keep glancing at each other. I have found my happiness and piece of mind even after a lot of struggles. Looking into Gabriel's eyes, I just know it that this is just the beginning of something bigger. I am happy to announce that FADED is a paid story on goodnovel with over 3K views. It honestly means a lit to me as a young writer. I urge you to continue supporting me by reading my other works on my profile. I will be dropping the synopsis and cover in some time. There is still a lot to discover for Lyka and so, don't miss out on book two which I will perhaps be dropping next year.

And the fact that she still didn't lie made it even worse. "She is a reporter, she earns her bread with it." "But that doesn't mean she has to ..." “Grace! Eve! “, Mr. Keiper matures across the room. "If you don't take part in the conversation, at least be quiet and listen!" "Sorry," we both mumbled at the same time. I pulled the newspaper over to me and read the lines again that had spoiled me all morning. Proles madness in humans The level of the Venator's Guild continues to decline

**** Author's note Thank you, readers, for taking your time to read this story. There will be grammatical errors because English is not my first language. **** * Married To My Enemy (Book 1) * His Ex-Wife ( Book 2) Please keep in mind that this is the sequence of the book "married to my enemy" for a better understanding, please read married to my enemy first. I wish you a fantastic reading experience!!

Gwen's POV When I envisioned the moment I would break the joyful news to my mate, a secret rendezvous was the last thing on my mind. My thoughts were consumed with how Ryker would react when I told him I was pregnant. But as I neared the door to my room, an unforeseen and horrifying scene unfolded before me. My blood boiled with anger, and the once-excited heartbeat turned into a painful drumbeat in my chest.

“There are wounds that never show on the body that is deeper and more hurtful than anything that bleeds”—Laurell K Hamilton, Mistrial’s Kiss Chaos’s P.O.V I lay in bed conscious to everything around me yet not so conscious. I was in a half comatose state and I could feel myself changing. Even I, am afraid of what the end result might be. It was a battle of wills that I lost the moment I found out that my mate was cheating on me.

Next year, Sam and I could be Christian Grey and Ana Steele from Fifty Shades of Grey. I lift my head and pull on a smile. "Okay, I'm over it." "Wow, that was quick," Lily snorted. "I'll have you know; I don't like that book. It's sadomasochistic for me to read or watch the movie." "But it's a good plot," Clark argued. "Sam and I watch it whenever we get-" "Shh!" In the blink of an eye, I left Logan's side and covered Clark's mouth. "TMI" then my eyes landed on Lily as I gasped. "Lily? Why aren't you wearing your costume?"

Angus gave her a quick glance before returning his attention to the book in his hands. <…That was just rude.> Liesa paused, stunned. She wasn’t sure what to say next. She tried to find a way to shift the conversation, but before she could, a group of people in white coats rushed into the house. Her eyes widened, and she turned to Angus. "By the way, Mr. Grayson just fell and hurt himself. Did you know?" Before Angus could respond, Sam raised an eyebrow, clearly puzzled. "Mr. Grayson fell? When did that happen?"