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she said gently. Nya looked down. “Then I’m glad we burned the world after I got to choose.” Ceres chuckled. “I’m glad you stayed.” “So am I.” A breeze passed through the garden. Not cold. Not hot. Just still. A Flame That Doesn’t Burn The Outskirts of the Forgotten Edge, a rewilded village near the former Umbra border The night was quiet. Not the silence of fear, or the hush before a storm. It was the silence of a world exhaling.

"At this rate, who knows what shape Zyra will be in when we find her." "How about we split up? We might find a clue that way." Yaslyn scanned the buildings around them, a flicker of recognition crossing her face. "Something about this place feels eerily familiar." Xoan glanced back at her with a piercing gaze. "Ever been here before?" Yaslyn shook her head. "Impossible. How could I have come to a place like this? Though, the buildings do strike a chord." "Ah, it's coming back to me. Have you ever read 'Village Wilderness'?"

“Los Angeles. My business is based there. What do you expect the journey to be like?" “We’re nose to the weather all the way, and the dynamics of sea and weather conditions increase with latitude, but I check ahead two or three hundred miles before making go or no-go decisions, so I’m glad to hear your schedule’s easy. It’ll make your voyage a paradise.” Blink inhaled deeply through the cigarette and exhaled out the side of his mouth the direction of the wind and away from Evelyn and Andrew. “The Yonder’s a small boat—only thirty-two feet—so I err on the side of caution. Early afternoon after lunch we can do some fishing and swimming if you like and you’ll be into port by early evening. I pr

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He hands me the book and I look it over before opening it. “I think this will be of some help to you, I can help you with focus and direction.” I look at a few pages of the book, it has detailed accounts and explanations on how to fulfil different ‘desires’. It shows intricate symbols, circles and some of the symbols look like they are glowing. “What language is this?” Zylith asks and I look up at her. “What do you mean, it’s English.” Sure some of the words were difficult and new but Zylith was far from dull.

This book is a work of fiction. The names, characters, places and incidents are products of the writer’s imagination or have been used fictitiously and are not to be constructed as real. Any resemblance to persons, living or dead, actual events, locales or organizations is entirely coincidental. The Nearness of You (The Thorntons Book 1) Published by Blue Violet Press LLC Seattle, Washington Copyright © 2017 by Iris Morland Cover design by Resplendent Media All rights reserved. No part of this book may be reproduced in any form or by any electronic or mechanical means, including information storage and retrieval systems, without written permission from the author, except for the use of brief

Happy Holidays Everyone. Stay Safe and Enjoy. Klaira The following chapters are a short novella entitled A Black River Pack Yule. It occurs after His Brother's Mate and before Hell Hounds. Because of rules changing it's impossible to find this novella on the GoodNovel app. So I am adding it here for your enjoyment.

Haven't seen each other since Rachel moved away at the age of 17, they decide to go grab a bite to eat and catch up and it didn't take long for those old feelings to come rushing back in. The goddess has spared us from this confusion of the heart that Rachel is troubled with. Who we will love has been chosen for us, and no other can compare to the one person the goddess has fated us to be with. Turning the page, I see that I'm still far away from where Luciou's bookmark hangs out. I look up when the door open and Lucious walk into the room with his hair and shirt now wet. I glance over at the window, hearing the low sound of raindrops lightly tapping against the glass. Being so lost in this