Htf Sniffles

Sequel to Guide to raise my cutie husbands. Mo Qiang, an architect was chosen by the fairy of nature who brought her to the world of interstellar where she was punished to revive the nature that she has destroyed with her own hands while creating architecture that she thought was paving way for the future. Now, stuck with a nature-reviving system in a world full of poisonous gases and intergalactic stuff where she has to start from the very beginning and plant more forest and crops while creating a liveable world for the humans, Mo Qiang was suffering. But it sounds easy right? No! In her path she has three villainous husbands, all three of them want to kill her such that they will be able to marry her capable sister after kicking her away who was trashy and good for nothing. Mo Qiang has nothing against them, in fact, she is more than willing to divorce them after securing her life and raising her favourability in their hearts such that they will not kill her but —— Why are they coming for her now? Hello, you all wanted to marry her sister right? Excerpt: “ Here you go,” said Mo Qiang as she pushed the divorce agreement looking at her first husband who was gentle but poisonous like a snake. “ I have already signed the document of our divorce, you can take a look —-wait, why are you taking your clothes off?” The mer looked at her and smiled gently as he took off his glasses and said, “ Looks like my wife is not happy with me not giving birth to our child, don’t worry I will work hard tonight.” Mo Qiang: “…..” I do not want you to work hard! Take second! “ Take this and sign it,” said Mo Qiang, this time more fiercely as she looked at her second husband who was reading a script for his film. “ I am sure you want to divorce me right? I have already signed —-woah! What are you putting me on the bed for?” She asked while looking at the gorgeous face. Her second husband stared down at her and with a blank expression and voice as cold as water said, “ I have to practice a love-making scene, help me, dear wife.” Mo Qiang: “……” This movie that you are shooting is based on the Zerg apocalypse, don’t lie to me! With whom are you going to make love with? A Zerg? Take third! “ Huff, huff..this is the divorce agreement, sign it... I know that your company does not allow idols to date so here sign it,” she said to her third husband who was practising his dance moves. The mer who was dressed in a loose silk shirt and sweat dripping down his body took a look at the document that she was handing him and then hugged Mo Qiang. A second later she heard his sniffling voice while he peppered kisses on her neck, “ Wife you do not want me? Is that the new idol who attracted your attention, I knew it! I will take care of him!” “Put down that knife will you!” And why is the third prince of the imperial family who hated her to the bones coming after her with flowers? She already has her hands full! ….

In a modern, urban world where the celestial and infernal realms secretly shape mortal existence, Asuriel has always considered herself an ordinary woman with a passion for mixing drinks... and perhaps a bit superstitious. But as her twenty-fifth birthday approaches, everything changes. Powerful abilities hidden deep beneath the surface since childhood finally begin to burst through, revealing her cursed heritage – which marks her as both a miracle and an abomination. Unbeknownst to both parties, a beastly devil named Vaerion Sinclair—the charismatic and ruthless CEO of one of the largest business conglomerates—has been tied to her since she was young by her strange abilities. Now, having been awoken, the bond they share is activated – both physically and mentally. Being forced to share dreams and stay within 10 feet of a stranger 24/7 is troublesome, to say the least. As these new, unbridled powers threaten to tear her apart, she discovers that, if she wants to survive, she has to unravel the mystery of her origins and the prophecy tied to her bloodline. Her body has turned into a ticking time bomb. Alongside Vaerion, who is obligated to help out of the selfish desire to preserve his own life, the pair uncovers threads of lies, betrayal, and forbidden love that could ignite a war between the celestial and infernal realms. —— Not even ten minutes ago, Asuriel had been shivering on the living room floor, in tears out of fear of her deteriorating body. When Vaerion told her he knew what would make her feel better, she hadn’t expected this. “A motorcycle ride? Seriously?” Asuriel asked incredulously. “How’s this supposed to help?” “Are you scared?” Vaerion ignored her confusion and answered her with a question of his own, his deep voice muffled slightly by the helmet he wore. Asuriel sniffled, swallowing the remnants of her emotional breakdown. In contradiction to the nervousness she felt boiling in her stomach, she scoffed, “Of course not.” “A shame,” the devil chuckled, a hint of mischief in his tone. “Let’s fix that.” “Wh-” Before Asuriel could ask what he meant, the motorcycle’s engine roared to life, and inertia sent her body backward. She instinctively jumped forward and tightened her grip on the man’s waist. If only she could see the victorious smirk that her action elicited from Vaerion. The sounds of the bike reverberated deep in her chest, making a home in her ribcage. The pair flew through the night, passing cars and buildings so quickly that it all looked like multicolored streaks of light rushing by. Her heartbeat soared as adrenaline and fear filled her bloodstream. As they rode out of the city, Vaerion spoke to her through their mind-link, his tone possessive, “Your fear is mine to evoke. Don’t you dare cry again – unless I’m the one to make you.” —— My Inkbound Devil gives you a slice of all your favorite tropes: urban, fantasy romance with a devil-beast CEO and dark, heavy atmosphere… with R18 smut as icing on the cake.~ Join us on this adventure, and support the novel if you enjoy it! Expect daily updates~

She looked like a rat caught in headlights, her big brown eyes looking innocently up at me, tears brimming. My little Miss Kindergarten turns me on without even doing anything. I wanted to hug her, but if I did, she would feel my manhood. "Tsk tsk, what happened, Miss Kindergarten?" I whispered. She stood up, the moonlight from the window making her curves more prominent. "Why are you here?" she sniffled. "I can come whenever I want, baby," I walked slowly towards her. She took a step back, and I took one more forward. She touched the wall behind her. Aawww "Uh huh, no escape, baby," I spoke, standing in front of her. Her head low, her toes fidgeting on her own. Nervous. Nervous. "What's so interesting in those cute feet today?" I asked, tugging at her chin to make her look up at me. "Go Away. Please" Her voice came out weak. "You should mind your business." "Oh, you are my business, Miss Kindergarten. Don't forget that," I growled in a low voice. Her breath hitched as she tried to look down, but I held her face up. "I'm not!" Her stubborn behavior as usual. "You are, baby, and if you deny it again, I'll bite that little tongue of yours." She sucked in a sharp breath, rolling her eyes at me. Her breath hitched as she tried to look down, but I held her face up. "I'm not!" she gritted out, her nose fuming in anger. "You can't tell me. You don't own me!" 'Only if she knew, she doesn't look scary at all. She's a pookie. MY POOKIE!' "You love challenging me, baby," I said, closing the distance between us and bending until my nose touched hers. "Let me taste that daring tongue of yours." I whispered, tilting my head to sniff her hair. Grabbing her arms from behind and pinned them above her head. "Hey, Miss Kindergarten, your hands are wet." She whimpered. I brought my other hand back to her chin and saw dark liquid dripping off my fingers. The metallic scent wafting up my nostrils. "I swear If this is blood, you're going to regret it. Baby."

A little lady was holding an envelope, her eyes red and teary. You could hear her sniffle from afar and the people around her, took a second look. She was pretty and looked like she walked out of a painting. She turned and decided to get her breakfast before opening the letter. In every step she made any person old and young stared at her. They could not put a finger on her, yes, she was pretty, but something was ethereal in the way she moves.

My gaze fell on a slender mortal girl with short dark hair and glowing brown eyes. She looked like she was about to cry, and soon enough, she began sobbing. I glanced at the heaps of bodies around her—were they her companions? Why was she crying? This was war, and their fate was sealed the moment they entered my domain. I tilted my head, resting it on my hand as I studied her. There was something different about her, something I couldn’t quite figure out. Why did I feel a flicker of pain, an emotion, from my pitch-black heart? It shouldn’t be possible—my heart was dead. I was sure of that. Yet, she walked toward my castle, forcing herself closer with each step. Her foundation was weak, far weaker than the knights I had just slain. I channeled my cosmic bolt, aimed to kill, but I couldn’t bring myself to do it. I tried, but she kept moving forward, weeping uncontrollably. The ache inside me grew as she finally reached me, collapsing and embracing me, her cries so loud they seemed to echo in my soul. I was frozen, unsure of what to do. Emotions I thought long dead came crashing back. She sniffled and cried out, “Come home, big brother. Please come home with me.” She cuddled closer, and a warmth spread through me. I felt a warm liquid on my cheeks—tears. I realized I was crying. “Please, big brother, let’s go home,”

Who a- are you? How have you been here?" Kim's lips stuttered with fright as she immediately pulled the blanket to cover her breast. "Are you scared!? Eh?" The man sniffled, taking small steps towards her, making her drag her back. In a moment of passion, Kim's life is shattered when a drunken stranger mistakes her for his lover. The price she pays is steep, as she loses everything she holds dear and must forge a new path in life. Enter a mysterious doctor, whose charming presence is a balm to her wounded soul. But he too carries a heavy burden - an incurable disease that threatens to consume him. As they navigate their own emotional turmoil, they find themselves drawn to each other, despite their reservations. Can they unlock the key to each other's hearts and find love amidst their pain? Or will their kiss remain forever locked? This poignant and captivating story will keep you turning the pages until the very end.

"This is all wrong, this is the time I'm scared of," Abigail said as she stared at her husband sleeping on the bed. She couldn't hold the heartbreak longer and she fell to the floor in a disheveled heap as her grief poured out in a flood of uncontrollable tears. They've been married for two years but Noah still hasn't been able to introduce her to his family and the public. Noah was a billionaire and he's really famous. He's rich, he had everything, but … he couldn't be a good husband to Abigail. Abigail was his wife, but it seemed like she wasn't. A great sob escaped her, and she covered her face with shaking hands. "Abi? What's wrong?" a cold voice he heard from before him. As she raised her head she saw him. "This is all wrong, Noah." "What do you mean?" "I … When will I remain your hidden wife?" She sniffled, "I … I am your wife, Noah. So, please treat me like one." THE BILLIONAIRE'S HIDDEN WIFE (TBHW) All Rights Reserved.

‘I became the Vampire King’s chamberlain!’ ‘He thinks I’m a man!?’ ___ The evening that Reina Gomez experienced one of the biggest betrayals in her life was the day her life came to an end. Helping her elder sister, a three times failed author, in her research for her next project had turned out to be the cause of her demise. The efforts she had put in to teach her sister everything that she knew was not repaid with gratitude. The day of the new book’s release brought sorrow to Reina who had high expectations from the project that she had lent her support in. No matter how many times she refreshed the novel’s site, the result was the same. “Where the heck is the BL tag!?” She cried out for answers but to no avail. Her sister who had learned everything there is to know about BL for the new book had done something unexpected. ‘She wrote a frickin vanilla Vampire love story instead!’ She sniffled while finding solace in the one thing that never disappointed her. Her blurry eyes fell on the cover of the novel and her scowl deepened. The petite woman with cotton-candy colored hair surrounded by three breathtakingly handsome men was not something that she was hoping for. ‘Stupid reverse harem.’ She sneered while chugging the contents of the bottle. Her eyes shut that night only to awaken in a different room the next morning. From a drunken daze to panic at what had taken place, Reina soon realized what was wrong. The images flashing across her eyes displayed a life that was not her own. ‘Memories…’ She deciphered the meaning of these images. Staring at the new face in the mirror, Reina blinked those icy blue eyes as a name formed in her mind. ‘Rein Melk… The Vampire King’s chamberlain.’ She repeated the identity of the new body she was in. Was it not enough that she was in a different world, in a different body? She now had to pretend to be the King’s loyal servant. ‘A manservant at that!’ She grimaced as her new life seemed too hard to live. Tricking the Vampire King never was an easy task but doing so while possessing jumbled memories of this body was way harder. __ As days passed, Reina began to adjust to the world, living in the body of Rein Melk. However, she began noticing something strange. ‘Why do these men seem so familiar?’ She wondered while gawking at the three handsome men she was sure to have seen somewhere in the past. The pretty lady with pink hair further brought up a sense of deja vu. ‘Wait…!’ Her eyes widened when it finally clicked. __ With a large chunk of her memories still missing, will she be able to discover everything about the body she possessed? A nameless cannon fodder in the story her sister wrote, was that her fate now? Was the identity of Rein Melk as simple as a servant concealing her true gender or was there more at play here? Numerous questions with answers yet to be obtained. This was the life of Rein Melk, the one tricking the Vampire King.

A scandalous actress, she was betrayed by her lover, conspired against by friends and died a meaningless death. What she did not expect was for life to give her a second chance to make things right. BUT…. Traumatized by the betrayal of the only man she loved, she vows to never fall in the stupid game of love. Yet even in this life misfortune, troubles never leave her behind; getting kidnapped the day she rebirths, made to sign a shady contract by a loan shark and stalked by a scout agent. What’s more, her life gets entangled with these seemingly weird but absolutely hot and charming boys. Lucia: I fell in love..so what? Wait till I am done with my works. Male lead; B-but.. I want to eat tofu too.. *sad sniffling noises* ............................................ I don't believe in perfect males. But that being said all the male leads here are with flaws of their own, with their own scarred past. Still I will love it if you could give it a chance. ....... discord: https://discord.gg/AmhjqphM

Hi there, It's Ishuya! Ishuya Makoto. I keep wondering what went wrong or what happened to me to get me to be in this state, being in my weakest state, and once again I am reminded about how it all began. I was your everyday teenager may be slightly happier and energetic compared to others but there was nothing really strange about me. I went to school, I had my friends and family and most importantly I had my one true love, Loki. We were so in love with each other and did so many things together, I thought he was the one for me and I probably still do... I got a wake-up call only recently when we broke up which was actually a normal thing, any relationship would have its ups and downs but this time it was different, it seemed like there was no going back and it turned out to be actually right. My boyfriend, my soulmate, the love of my life of almost 8 years had finally left me, and this time for good. I was torn down and shattered in so many ways that could not even be explained. *little drops of tears could be seen on her diary and slight sniffling which were barely audible occurred*

Akira was deemed a waste by the world. Although he was very talented, he lacked the enthusiasm or desire to be anything. His family was all geniuses in their respective fields, but he, on the other hand, spent the entire 18 years of his life eating, drinking, and having fun (otherwise known as a couch potato). Despite all this, he loved his family and therefore it was an instinctive reaction to save his father from what would have been a fatal collision. He was supposed to be dead, but instead… A system appeared and thus began his journey of world-hopping as the cannon fodder who made the villain become the villain. ******* [Host! Host! Host!] Akira swats away the annoying thing buzzing around him disturbing his sleep. [Host, how could you?] {sniffles} ………………. Although Akira may be a bit psychopathic, his love for cake (and his lover), eclipses all else. Lover: (pouting) “Why am I mentioned after cake? That’s not fair!” (Glares at the cake with killing intent and jealousy.) Akira: (With frosting on his upper lip), "Why do I feel like my cake just wilted? Lover: (Looking pitifully at Akira while sneakily putting his hands inside his clothes) “Do you really like cake more than me?” Akira: ( Ran's away while pulling on his disheveled clothes while stuffing the rest of his cake in his mouth) “(mumbling with his mouth full) “O-of course not! I just needed to replenish my energy.” {Please don’t tempt me! My whole body still aches! QAQ} So now he had to deal with a system that plays poker and an insatiable lover, DEATH SHOULDN'T BE THIS HARD!!! ******** Discord Server: https://discord.gg/tG3J4xmMKv Come join and be a member and check for future updates. please leave a review!

She almost melted as she sniffles his scent. She really wants to push this beast off her body, but she couldn't. It's like he used a magical glue to hold her.

**************************************** 'My neighborhood is always quiet but there was something in this silence. I hear a clunk sound come from the living room and I move there, my heart beating awfully loud and fast. I didn't even know why I was scared. "Sniffles", I whisper. Reaching the living room it was dark and I reach the wall to turn on the lights. The lights came on before I could reach it. And a surprised shriek escape my lips' ***************************************** What would you do if you find the boy confirmed to be dead for five years, sitting in your living room? Freak out? Faint? Call the cops? Or would you go for the 'I must be hallucinating' phrase? When Stephan Stones appears into Elizabeth's life again, she was left with two choices; to make him fall in love with her or be responsible for his non-existence. Would the cocky rude playboy fall for the clutzy shy Elizabeth? Or is he forever damned to eternal death? One thing is clear: Nothing will remain the same.

When Elizabeth was forced to marry an ugly, notorious and impotent rich man on her twenty-third birthday, she regretted her life. On their first night, the man appeared to be gentle with her. On the second night, when he heard her sniffle, he kissed her gently and on the third night, when she tried to sneak out of the bed, he pulled her back and went wild! "Mr Moore, I hate you!" Elizabeth panted from the force of her orgasm on the desk. This shameless man did not only torture her at home but now even started in the office! Who dared to say he was emasculated?! "Don't you become too bold, little bird? Believing in rumours? Let me fix that!" And slapped her naked butt, preparing for the next round!

"Theodosia Beaumont, daughter of Earl Beaumont, is that correct, Miss?" Detective Carlyle asked. After the discovery of finding the body of Dennis Rory, the Detective and Duke Knightley usher themselves and her and her family into the parlor room to answer any questions that Teddy might know about the body. Nodding stiffly. "Y-yes." "Coming to the Sterling Ball and seeing your ex-fiance again with your old roommate from boarding school must have been a shock, to say the least, Miss Beaumont?" Detective Carlyle digs at the question. Teddy settled on the Chesterfield ginger ale at hand, keeping her calm while her stepmother and sister clutch eath other on the couch, sniffling with red eyes at the Detective as he started with his questioning.

"Are you crazy!?" "Why the hell did you jump in that pool?" "We both know you can't swim, Nessa!" "You could have died!" "You have till my birthday, Jason... You have only till my birthday to make me want to live again", she said as she gasped for air. "But, that's only fifteen days away", he whispered with obvious pain in his voice and moistened eyes. "How do you want me to do this in 15 days Nessa?", he sniffled clearing his teary eyes with the back of his hand. After about a minute of still silence, Nessa looked Jason in the eyes and smiled slightly, "I don't know Jason, but if I don't give me a reason to stay alive in the next 15 days, I'm dying on my birthday."

"Fuck wrong wid unnu?" Tego mumbles and then I hear him sniffle. I look around to see his head down and his fingers playing with his eyes. Emotional bad man to rass. I walk over to him and he looks up at me with his eyes full of water. "What's wrong with you?" He shakes his head but still answers me. "I- We protected you guys and she's being such a bitch about it." He sits up straight and wipes the few tears that fell while he was speaking. "We sensed the danger and dealt with it so why aren't you guys appreciative of that?" He's staring intently at me. "That's why I know I shouldn't get to know you but I've already started." He smiles and walks over to me then pulls me in a hug. "But fuck it." He smiles against my cheek. Emotional bad man? Emotional mad man this. *** Join Jade and Tego in their complicated love story!

"Alex?" He choked out his name in between sniffles, eyes red and puff after rubbing them for to long trying to stop the tears from falling, he stumble into the house soaking wet from head to toe he grabbed the door handle trying to keep himself from falling. "Jake, where have you been?" Alex asked before turning to grab a towel out of the closet. "Those bastards....they killed her Alex, she's dead" His voice came out raspy as he chuckled darkly, tears began to fill his eyes again. He stilled at that, feeling his heart rate increases rapidly pounding on his ribcage, the blood rush to his ears as he took in what Jake said. They killed her? *Crack* Jake felt a frightening aura push off of his friend in fast waves even more terrifying than his, *Crack* She's dead? Alex's muscles tensed as a burning rage and resentment gripped inside inside him a violent cracks came as he felt something destructive and deadly breaking inside of him. Two weeks after his mother's death, he moves in with his best friend at college, between making new friends and collecting evidence on his mother's death, he is stuck with an annoying ex and others that irritated the hell out of him. When old enemies resurface and threaten the lives of the ones he cares about, how about long does it take before he finally cracks? Remember if you keep testing the water with them, it won't take long before you hit their breaking point and they pull you in and one of you ends up drowning. But who? Read to find out

"Mine." the new guest lecturer in our college growled out when he saw a boy proposing me. I didn't understand what happened within few seconds, I found myself pinned to a tree outside the college. How come I am here ?? "You are mine. My mate." the new guest lecturer said while sniffling my neck. The next thing I know I found myself on the hospital bed with my parents beside me and that mysterious guest lecturer. Acer Luke , the Alpha King of the the werewolves kingdom. He is ruthless, cruel and dominant. He never touched a woman because they disgust them. He is 29 now and everyone thinks moon goddess didn't bless him with a mate because of his cruel nature. But Acer doesn't give a damn about his mate. Aliya Stardoz , a simple girl with simple parents. She is 21 and is a college going student. She is innocent and believes anyone easily. Everyone says she is a goody shoes and simple and plain. But is this her real identity. Or there is more to know about her identity?? A roller coaster ride with Acer and Aliya. How they will cope with the rising problems together?? Will they get separated or will be together no matter what happens.

"You frustrate me incredibly" She said as her voice quivered. "You're in love with me though aren't you"He said sniffling in between his words,her skinny pale hand in his. "You bewitched me, didn't you?"she muttered fighting her tears as she struggled to speak. He could feel her pulse falling slowly,gut wrenching sobs tore through his chest. "Are..are you crying?" She asked, tears trickling down her face as she touched his face. "No,no,no,but...."he mumbled,kissing her fingers repeatedly. " I love you so much,you can't leave me,I don't want to imagine how life would be when you leave me" he cried, his body wracking as he sobbed. " I love you .....you know I do"She said faintly,life slowly fading away from her eyes,she weakly held his face. "I'm only going to sleep dreaming of my forever with you....whenever you're sad, remember I'm always with you, we'll meet again, someday."she muttered,her cold hands falling from his face as her body gave in to the cold hands of death. He fell to the ground, sobbing in a disheveled heap as his grief poured into uncontrollable tears.

Qasrina’s bag fell out of her hands, she immediately clinging onto Kou’s leg. Qasrina, a well-respected member of the community, notorious for her toughness now begging and holding onto the leg of her lover. “Why won’t you ever listen to me? Please, you can’t go there, Kou!” “I have to, Qas. It’s work! Why.. why aren’t you letting me go?” Kou says as he tries to pry his leg from Qasrina’s grasp. Qasrina took a huge breath in as she looked around. Her tears spilling over like an overfilled sink, her hands combing through her hair as she kept finding reasons, thinking,’how do I say it? I can’t.’ “I-I. I can’t-” “I’m sorry . Qasrina. It's work.” Kou pulled his foot from Qasrina, her hands landing roughly onto the wooden floor of their apartment. With eyes red from crying and a nose agitated with non-stop sniffling, Qasrina groveled on the floor, her head on the floor, her knees tucked beneath her and her hands above her head clasped together. Through broken sobs, she begged. “Please, I don’t want you to go.” Qasrina flinched as she heard the door shut close and Kou’s steps faded away. Her tears stopped. Her body rolled into a ball, as uncontrollable sobs escaped her yet no tears.

******* Updates will be when I have time, may become more often once summer hits and I'm off of school ******* Jameson Cooperation: A international car company. (Brianna's sister is the heiress of the company)  B. J Empire: A national insurance company, soon to be international. (Brianna is the CEO of the company)  Harrison Cooperation: a shopping mall international company. (Silvia is the heiress of the company)  Jay's Empire: a billion dollar international company for shopping malls and hotels. (Jason is the CEO of the company)  Brianna Jameson, a CEO of a new company. She is from a wealthy family and was the heiress. She didn't want to rely on her family, she always wanted to be independent. She gave up her spot to her younger, less mature twin sister and left to go start up her own company called B. J Empire.  Jason Jay, a CEO of an international company (Jay's Empire). The exact opposite of Jenna. He is chill and relaxed and a total playboy. But he has yet to find his first genuine lover.  **Volume One: Brianna and Jason ** Learn about Brianna and Jason, including how they first met, what they do for a living, and meet Jason's family. Go with Brianna and Silvia as live and move in Los Angeles to expand Brianna's company into something bigger.  **Volume Two: First Everything** There is always a first to everything in life. Travel with Brianna and Jason as they experience the first part of their relationship and having some jealous girl, following the couple and waiting for the right time to expose them to the public eye. It is unbelievable who the culprit is.  **Volume Three: Playing Detective** Follow Brianna and Jason as they dig deeper into the case. Help them find clues to help lead the couple to the culprit, the mastermind behind the little scheme. Will the two find all they need to prove Brianna's assumptions and will they bring the culprit to an end, or will the culprit live another day in the open.  *************  “Bri baby, what are you doing- aaachooo - this early?” Silvia asked with a sneeze, interrupting her in the middle and a few sniffles in between. “I’m pretty sure Jason has plans to kill me after what I did to him yesterday. I want to be wide awake for when he does so I can hopefully get it on camera and post it on social media.” “If he is going to kill you, then how can you post it.” “Well, that is going to be your job. I am going to send you where the phone is so you can post it for me.” Brianna said matter-of-factly. She turned around to look at her sick friend who was sitting in the bed, “How do I look?” She asked flashing a charming smile and dramatically flipped her hair. “If you are going to be dying… why does it matter about your appearance?” “Well, if this is going to be going on social media, then I am going to need my last impression worthwhile.” Silvia rolled her eyes, “Well, you look great Bri.” She yawned. “Now rest. Keep your phone on because when I send you the location, I am going to need you to wait for Jason and then go to the location to post the video.” Brianna explained and Silvia nodded her head. “Bye bestie.” Brianna said, turning around and walking out the door.

There was once a rose who fell in love with one of the lights in the sky, the sun. One day, the rose decided to confess to the sun, but found out that the sun had happily married the night before. And so the rose cried each night, withering and pale, hoping, "Maybe, if there is a next life, and if I fall for the same sun, I'll tell him how I feel." "Why are you crying?", asked the moon. The Rose sniffled and replied,"My heart aches as I watch the one I love in the arms of another." "Ah... I see. I too, had fallen for a star," the Moon said. RIIIINGGGG! "Augh... school..." mumbled Elea. She had been studying in the library, but had fallen asleep while reading utterly long blocks of boring text about religious history. She sluggishly picked up her things and headed to her homeroom. it was 6:30 AM. Her long nights of studying were coming to a short end since her history midterm exam would be next period. Bzztttt. She checked buzzing phone. It was Uncle Ed, the text said. How did he get her phone number and what did he want? Elea crumpled her fist and took a deep breath that mostly sounded like a sigh. She stared down at the floor angrily and quickly paced towards the door. She could already hear Professor Hemriff lecturing and pointing out which chapters everyone had trouble on the exams. "Oof!" Elea bumped into a warm, red velvet sweater. "Ah, Elea, late as usual, welcome back to class," Professor Hemriff announced as the class laughed," I see you met our new student. Come in both of you." I stood up straight to look at the tall figure appropriately. He spat a glare at me, saying, "Watch where you're going," and, "Stop looking at me." Exams were stressful enough. She didn't need another person to add onto her stress

Waking up from a nightmare always had my heart racing, but this time I had been crying. Slowly sitting up in bed I touched two fingers to my cheek, feeling the dampness that was my tears. When I woke up like this I never remembered what it was I had been dreaming. So could I call it a nightmare or just a really bad dream?.... Sitting up slowly and letting my legs hang over the side of the bed, I inhaled deeply but that only made me sniffle. Sighing, I used my pillow to whip my face, then flipped it over. Gross "Hey." His voice was husky from sleep, and I felt a warm large hand midway up my back. I turned looking behind me and faced him, his hand was now on my side and it felt nice being so warm. "Hi sorry, go back to bed." I rubbed my face with my palm. He sat up blinking sleep from his eyes, his bright green eyes flickered to those of a brilliant gold before he blinked and they were back to his normal green, his eyebrows were pulled tight together, looking a little concerned. It no longer bothered me no scared me when I saw his eyes shift from his own to his wolfs. "Hey what's wrong?" He cleared his throat. Giving him a warm smile I scooted closed to him in bed, put my head to his chest and sighed. "Its nothing, I just woke up and had been crying.... I guess." His whole body was so warm, it felt like he was on fire, but whenever I had asked if he was too warm he always said that was just his normal temperature. He wrapped his arms around me, making me feel safe and warm. It came in handy when the nights were cold like this. "Another nightmare? Or you don't remember again?" He started to stroke my hair. I peeked up at him from under my lashes, and lifted my head slightly. "I can't remember." "Of course." His heart beat was steady, and there was a rumble in his chest as I heard him chuckle. His arms dropped from around me as his palm came up to caress my check. I leaned into his touch, stealing the warmth from it as we watched each other. His face was a couple inches from mine. I watched his lips, then back up at his eyes. He smirked, knowing what I was silently asking, as he brought his face closer to mine, only a hairs breath. His breathing was warm on my face as I closed my eyes in anticipation of the feel of his lips on mine. Wolves rarely took humans for a mate he once said, and I was lucky I was his.

Cara: "Cara, can you please tell us where you came from? Or, at least, who you think is after you?" "I only know him as 'Sir.'" I glanced up to see Jess and Beck exchanging a look. "'Sir?'" they said in unison. "Yes," I hesitated before continuing. "My mother married him when I was twelve years old and then," I had to stop. I couldn't say it. The words caught in my throat making it feel as though I was burning and freezing at the same time. "Hey, it's okay," Beck slowly reached for my hand. I looked down at it expecting to feel afraid, but his warm touch was comforting. "Take your time." I raised my gaze to his face and his eyes caught mine. It felt as though I was drawing strength from him. Without breaking eye contact I said "He killed her and kept me for himself. He's the father of my baby." Beck: I didn't like killing. With each life I had taken, a little piece of my soul chipped away. I had only killed twice, and, to be honest, they both really did deserve to die, but did killing them really make me any better? I was a murderer. "Are you okay?" The voice startled me. I kept my eyes steady on the horizon, as I contemplated how to answer. "I'd say I'm fine, but I know you see right through me. So there's no point in lying." Jess was silent. "Shit, Jess, what are we doing?" I turned to look at her. "We could die today, and we're making that girl promises to protect her and her baby?" I looked deep into her eyes searching for answers to questions I didn't know how to ask. "And killing," I turned away again and grabbed the rail of the boat so tightly that my knuckles blanched. "Are you really ready to kill for her?" "You've killed for me before, and I'm grateful." I felt the light pressure of her hand on my arm. "I'm not asking you to kill for me again, or for her. But when she told us about that man," she paused for a moment and leaned her hip against the rail next to my hand. "That 'Sir,'" she grimaced. "That could have been me, but you stopped it. I could be the one with some monster's baby, and frankly, I don't think I would feel the same way about it as Cara does." I looked up and saw tears in her eyes. "Jess," I released my grip on the rail and reached for her, but she put up her hand to stop me. "Look, I know you did what you did because you love me, and we've only just met this girl." She sniffled and wiped the tears from her eyes with the palms of her hands. "But she clearly didn't have a Beck to protect her when she needed it. It would be wrong for us to turn our backs on her now." She looked up at me with stubborn conviction. "If it comes down to it, I'll gladly kill the bastard."