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As per Sang-Yeon's instructions, his men order food, one offers to feed me, the other begs me to eat but I just keep telling them that I'm not Sofia, and my husband will be livid if he finds out about this. It takes a long time before Sang-Yeon comes back to the room, this time holding a bouquet of roses, pink like Sofia's favourite colour but he got the flowers wrong, she hates roses. “You still haven't eaten?” he frowns, watching me closely. “You don't have to wait for me to eat, Usagi-chan." (Little bunny.) “Watashi wa anata no kawaii usagi janai no yo, kono saikopasu.” (I am not your little bunny, you psychopath.) I snap.

"Next time, I'll slip a note inside you." I rolled my eyes. "Jisoo, while you're here, no damage. This isn't Dad's house. You can't just run your mouth everywhere. People here are connected to everything." She gave a mock salute. "Noted." Then, with a smile like she'd just won something, she turned and headed upstairs. Here's a polished version of Han's POV, keeping the snark, inner conflict, and the rising tension: --- Gosh. Could today get any worse?

The city beyond the park hummed on, oblivious, but both of them carried something new back with them: a quiet agreement that whatever storms were coming, they would meet them not as strangers, but as linked pieces of the same unfinished story. …. . Meanwhile Joonwoo Pov The ceiling above me was plain, a little cracked in the corner where water had once leaked. My parents’ voices drifted faintly from the living room—TV chatter, the sound of dishes. Normal things. Safe things. And here I was, staring at the glowing screen in my vision like it was a second heartbeat. “Stats…” I whispered. The numbers flickered alive. Strength (STR): 23 Agility (AGI): 14 Endurance (END): 21

This is not a happy starting either. This is the story of Dua, a 19 yrs old girl. Dua is the hero of this story. The whole plotline revolves around her. My first book is completely based on a woman and her dark world. Now Dua is dead. Arin is alone, living in the Memories of her. I know the ending sucked but you guys better wait for the Bonus chapter. .. .. Thank you ShineeSunshine ❤️

🏤High School Badass💄 (🥀 SUGA HIGH 🥀) By Happy Writes ❤️ CHAPTER 3 ❤️ Oh, that's Michelle, what does she want, don't tell me she's here to bully, Sharon whispered. Michelle walked elegantly to their table. Hi newbie, she said as she got to their table . Hi, Jeanne replied her pulling a confused look, Welcome to Suga high, if you don't mind, I would love to be friends with you.

My prideful captors, all suffering finally. “I’m sorry. Please, forgive me.” Father graveled at Alpha Ashwood’s feet like a starving beggar asking for bread. “What happened to Hyun Ara?” Alpha Ashwood shook fathers hands off. “Yes. I was mesmerized by Hyun Ara and fell in love with her. I wanted to make her my Luna.” Father acted like a love-sick puppy. How dare he. “Lies! Yeowoo guseul! You want Yeowoo guseul!” I yelled at him.

I don't want to leave you hanging so I will explain how I planned on ending this book as well as those on Good Novel The Beautiful Silence, My Famous Mate, and The Werewolf Kings Mistress. His Young Luna- So with this story we were actually close to the end anyways. Sampson and Odessa were going to finally mark each other. During her Luna ceremony Edward and Angela were going to attack with their new pack. Of course a big fight was going to ensue with Sampson and Odessa winning and living happily ever after.

Chapter 1 MELISSA I rubbed my two eyes absently, and roll to the other side of the bed. I gave a loud yawn, partially covering my mouth before slipping out. Still drowsy, I dropped my feet on the floor, and slip them into a foot wear I located beside the bed stand, and my eyes snapped open instantly. It wasn't my usual fluffy bedroom palm. Oops! How can i forget I was in my boyfriend's room? I could see a set of clothes, neatly arranged in a transparent suit carrier, hung in his opened wardrobe. I could also hear the dripping sounds of water coming from his bathroom, then I realized, he was preparing for work. Quite Early.

the stranger said but when he started to move away, Olliver grabbed his arm and whined, "Skaiii..wait ten minutes?" The stranger jutted his chin out, "You have five.." Olliver smiled and turned to move back to the experiment and that is when he noticed Smith standing there slack-jawed. "Oh pick up your jaw Smithson. This is not a theatre and a fly might just go into your mouth!"