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Yes | 2024-12-09 09:00 | active | 1978 | 0 | If you want to learn more, please join our stock exchange community. | 👏1. What are the stocks suitable for investment? 👏2. Which stocks are worth buying in large quantities? 👏3. Which stocks should be avoided? 📊📊📊I will share the five most worthwhile stocks to buy in the group for free every day. 📈 📈 📈I promise that as long as you follow our investment strategy, we will ensure that your rate of return exceeds 69.5%, and we will bear full responsibility for any losses incurred. 📊📊📊Currently, I have helped more than 9,000 investors build their own high-yield stock portfolios. I believe this will also help you. Click the link below to join our stock exchange community. 📈 📈 📈 I will provide you with high-quality stock recommendations, valuable investment advice and market analysis for free. | APPLY_NOW | http://fb.me/ | Kay-Gee | https://www.facebook.com/100064697798180/ | 1,004 | 0 | 0 | 1969-12-31 18:00 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | Apply now | 0 | fb.me | VIDEO | http://fb.me/ | 1969-12-31 18:00 | https://scontent-iad3-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/469582144_1339527587424042_5596204637648344891_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60_tt6&_nc_cat=102&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=mQP7R8owVvsQ7kNvgE-jc5c&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-1.xx&_nc_gid=AVhIom4m2xWw9mMR0iYb9lt&oh=00_AYASlbD_XM6QBFUgOnAPxdAu2zM47WkuEY0__P2UfP_acg&oe=675CBAE5 | PERSON_PROFILE | 0 | 0 | 0 | Kay-Gee | 0 | 0 | 1969-12-31 18:00 | View Edit Delete | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
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Painted Coach Bag | Painted Coach Bag - $95.00 Hand-painted black Coach handbag. Gently used bag with double handles. Luna moth painted in black, white and metallic gold. Nice neutrals. No odors or holes. Non-smoking. Clean inside. Facebook Marketplace | CONTACT_US | https://facebook.com/marketplace/item/392437553783 | Kelly Gentry | https://www.facebook.com/Kelly-Gentry-3116447241700616/ | 0 | 0 | 0 | 1969-12-31 18:00 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | Contact us | 0 | IMAGE | https://facebook.com/marketplace/item/3924375537835848/ | 1969-12-31 18:00 | REGULAR_PAGE | 1 | 1 | 0 | Kelly Gentry | 0 | 0 | 1969-12-31 18:00 | View Edit Delete | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
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Yes | 2024-12-08 19:06 | active | 1974 | 0 | Highest Gifted Sub on Twitch🟣 By Jan 1st 2024 NEW Years Giveaway‼️🫨 •Vbuck Giveaway 🥳 •Cashapp Giveaway 🤑 ➡️➡️Join The Discord For More Info:⬅️⬅️ ⬇️⬇️⬇️⬇️ www.discord.gg/p9Q8Addq | Jordan2Tall | https://www.facebook.com/Jordan2Tall2lock/ | 69 | 0 | 0 | 1969-12-31 18:00 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | VIDEO | 1969-12-31 18:00 | https://scontent-iad3-2.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/469755331_426478630532665_8792935699273881198_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60_tt6&_nc_cat=105&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=zhJknL_GzP8Q7kNvgETATqX&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-2.xx&_nc_gid=Am8lrZa7NGuPH1Ad781BNQG&oh=00_AYD6s7GzUy6-sJhDkae_5zpx18qERW2u5mQKH1HoRGT3Hw&oe=675C2019 | PERSON_PROFILE | 0 | 0 | 0 | Jordan2Tall | 0 | 0 | 1969-12-31 18:00 | View Edit Delete | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
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PYRAMIDS & MUSUEM DAY TOUR in Cairo, Cairo Governorate, Egypt | Traveling on your own? Make your visit hassle-free with our guided day tour for just $55! What's included: ✅ Explore the Giza Plateau ✅ Discover treasures at the Egyptian Museum ✅ An English-speaking guide ✅ Includes lunch, entrance fees, and transportation Not Included: ❌ Personal expenses ❌ Entry inside the pyramids or mummy chamber ❌ Any unlisted sites 🗓 Available every Sunday, Tuesday, and Thursday 📲 Secure your spot now: https://www.wetravel.com/trips/pyramids-musuem-day-tour-treasure-egypt-tours-12191234 | LEARN_MORE | https://www.wetravel.com/trips/pyramids-musuem-day | Online Tours Egypt | https://www.facebook.com/ahmedabdellahamado/ | 4,305 | 0 | 0 | 1969-12-31 18:00 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | Learn more | 0 | wetravel.com | IMAGE | Begin your day with a journey to the Giza Plateau, where you’ll be captivated by the Great Pyramid of King Khufu, the only surviving wonder of the ancient world. Stand in awe of the pyramids of Khafre and Menkaure, and feel the mystique of the Sphinx, guarding the secrets of Egypt. Discover the an... | https://www.wetravel.com/trips/pyramids-musuem-day-tour-treasure-egypt-tours-12191234 | 1969-12-31 18:00 | https://scontent-iad3-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/469791063_1509148060487836_5436837380842288810_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60_tt6&_nc_cat=104&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=_QI_Yiha614Q7kNvgEe_l_M&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-1.xx&_nc_gid=A7L8_LMNbDD4H2xGiP9FgJ3&oh=00_AYDX353iTNHAfeiwe4cAy2Ey6r3_KBXGUixJNJUZeu39rw&oe=675C0A1A | PERSON_PROFILE | 0 | 0 | 0 | Online Tours Egypt | 0 | 0 | 1969-12-31 18:00 | View Edit Delete | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
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Movie night just got even better! 🍿 It's Day 8 of our 12 Days of Gifting, and today's prize is a pop-up movie theater kit featuring a projector, screen, and soundbar. Be sure to tag a friend so you both have a chance to win your own movie kit! 🎬 How to enter: 🎁Follow @whitemarshmall 🎁Like this post 🎁Tag a friend 🎁Repost in your story for 3 extra entries! *Make sure your account isn’t private* **Winner will be chosen Monday, December 9th and must be picked up by Tuesday, December 10th, 2024, at White Marsh Mall.** **No purchase is necessary to enter, and a purchase will not increase your odds of winning. The prize value is $200 each. Contest ends Monday, December 9th at 8am EST. By participating in this giveaway, you acknowledge that Instagram is in no way sponsoring, endorsing, or affiliated with this giveaway and you release them from any and all liability related to this giveaway. One winner will be randomly selected and notified by White Marsh Mall directly on or about December 9th, 2024. Must be local and able to pick up gifts at the Mall.** | VIEW_INSTAGRAM_PROFILE | https://www.instagram.com/_u/whitemarshmall | White Marsh Mall | https://www.facebook.com/whitemarshmall/ | 1,922 | 0 | 0 | 1969-12-31 18:00 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | Visit Instagram profile | 0 | instagram.com | IMAGE | https://www.instagram.com/_u/whitemarshmall | 1969-12-31 18:00 | https://scontent-iad3-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/469564216_1064244968786163_6874655609842118024_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60_tt6&_nc_cat=101&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=iPiduEIBzxEQ7kNvgEcx-EU&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-1.xx&_nc_gid=AadbSRGRlnfK73nyF4gChMC&oh=00_AYDn91xdS02UdZuUcrbC2bYbctT9ORSiUk-j1WTfZ7jplQ&oe=675C1CF9 | PERSON_PROFILE | 0 | 0 | 0 | White Marsh Mall | 0 | 0 | 1969-12-31 18:00 | View Edit Delete | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
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No | 2024-12-08 19:12 | active | 1975 | 0 | Download Now👉👉👉 | The Vampire And His Blood Wife ONLY on Drama Time.🎬 Don't miss out! Watch the series you've been wanting to see. No regrets, just pure entertainment! #Must SeeTV #No Regrets #Watch Now | WATCH_MORE | Miiowtv short13 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 1969-12-31 18:00 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | Watch More | 0 | DCO | 1969-12-31 18:00 | https://scontent-iad3-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/458984133_538108755349989_1547624346699276740_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60_tt6&_nc_cat=110&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=iPENmW4dNX0Q7kNvgGyTTQO&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-1.xx&_nc_gid=AjSbVovyTjj68z5ym54BCxK&oh=00_AYD_5l3-r44YCh0dsIij4p4fSSldx0cfOAlH4z4T5ll-Wg&oe=675C1C52 | REGULAR_PAGE | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 1969-12-31 18:00 | View Edit Delete | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
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instagram.com | HAMMY’S 15K GIVEAWAY! 🎉 Thank you for helping us reach 15,000 followers! To celebrate, we’re giving away the following prize pack to one lucky winner: 🏷️ $100 @madebycleo gift card, good for the purchase of any assortment of pet collars, ID tags and accessories at madebycleo.com 📖 a copy of the sold out @catsandcocktailsclub book, featuring Ham along with many of your favorite cats of Instagram TO ENTER: • must be following @hampurrburgerhelper, @madebycleo and @catsandcocktailsclub • like this post and tag a friend DETAILS: • open worldwide • only ONE winner • giveaway ends Thursday, Dec. 12 at midnight CST Good luck everyone! #giveaway #catcollars #petaccessories #drinkstagram #cocktailrecipes | VIEW_INSTAGRAM_PROFILE | http://instagram.com/hampurrburgerhelper | Ham the adventure cat | https://www.facebook.com/100084186781494/ | 0 | 0 | 0 | 1969-12-31 18:00 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | Visit Instagram profile | 0 | instagram.com | IMAGE | http://instagram.com/hampurrburgerhelper | 1969-12-31 18:00 | https://scontent-iad3-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/469250447_577069828611029_1438779935187350730_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60_tt6&_nc_cat=110&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=NTW2VbojA1cQ7kNvgF-4HjE&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-1.xx&_nc_gid=AbdAUUg_O-Irvu69zE47Kqm&oh=00_AYCKymQ93zfCa-gmpmu21GvfAQcvocObmEFw0bUb6kJ6PA&oe=675C2135 | PERSON_PROFILE | 0 | 0 | 0 | Ham the adventure cat | 0 | 0 | 1969-12-31 18:00 | View Edit Delete | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
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No | 2024-12-09 09:00 | active | 1978 | 0 | Need assets for your craft project? 🇺🇸 | Passionate about DIY & Crafting? Discover why so many crafters rely on Creative Fabrica to get their premium fonts & graphics | LEARN_MORE | https://www.creativefabrica.com/promo/9231/FGHIJKL | Creative Fabrica | https://www.facebook.com/creativefabricacom/ | 218,672 | 0 | 0 | 1969-12-31 18:00 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | Learn more | 0 | https://www.creativefabrica.com/ | VIDEO | Explore 9M+ crafting assets | https://www.creativefabrica.com/promo/9231/FGHIJKLMNO/ref/2867769/?campaign=2024-0821-show-003-3&utm_source=facebook&utm_medium=paid&utm_campaign=show-test-001&utm_content=2024-0821-show-003-3&utm_term=promo | 1969-12-31 18:00 | https://scontent-iad3-2.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/469775599_1277417656737191_1239312886402495943_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60_tt6&_nc_cat=105&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=rygKGTVNVvsQ7kNvgHQYez6&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-2.xx&_nc_gid=A9tprlpBczYurQF7VQXh-ra&oh=00_AYDezwSxILYIqBjLHxf39qltsWnbGVQ4rUfGVqU5H23FHQ&oe=675CE72D | PERSON_PROFILE | 0 | 0 | 0 | Creative Fabrica | 0 | 0 | 1969-12-31 18:00 | View Edit Delete | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
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Yes | 2024-12-08 19:06 | active | 1974 | 0 | This is a new account and everyday we are posting! Goal 1000 followers! We will do a giveaway #gym #motivation #disicipline #fyp #pushandpullgrind #push #pull #workout #arms #pullups #music #fitness #fitnessclub #habits | VIEW_INSTAGRAM_PROFILE | http://instagram.com/roperunrevive | roperunrevive | https://www.instagram.com/_u/roperunrevive | 0 | 0 | 0 | 1969-12-31 18:00 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | Visit Instagram profile | 0 | instagram.com | VIDEO | http://instagram.com/roperunrevive | 1969-12-31 18:00 | https://scontent-iad3-1.cdninstagram.com/v/t51.2885-19/469427315_1608124313429361_7516567605099349734_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s206x206_tt6&_nc_cat=102&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=525117&_nc_ohc=UN0atJ52QHgQ7kNvgH-Ig2l&_nc_zt=24&_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-1.cdninstagram.com&oh=00_AYDj9QdOXOQTTa9s1SKiy4e6-pTQAuZZSKDE1aHdzJ_f0Q&oe=675C0F5E | IG_ADS_IDENTITY | 1 | 0 | 0 | roperunrevive | 0 | 0 | 1969-12-31 18:00 | View Edit Delete | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
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Gondola Shelving Steel Retail Store - 100's Available | Gondola Shelving Steel Retail Store - 100's Available - $100.00 Shelves are in pristine condition and do not contain any rust. All of our shelves are properly kept and stored inside to preserve item integrity. We have the lowest pricing on the market **Pricing** 3 FT Wide Gondola -$75.00 4 FT Wide Gondola- $80.00 3 FT Wide Wall Unit- $55.00 4 FT Wide Wall Unit- $65.00 12.5" Shelves - $6.00 15" Shelves $10.00 16" Shelves $11.00 18" Shelves $12.00 59" Uprights- $0.00 65" Uprights- $5.00 71" Uprights - $10.00 83" Uprights- $12.00 Same day delivery! We deliver within a 100 mile radius! We also offer installation! Come visit us at our warehouse at 2250 Sherman Ave, Pennsauken NJ 08110 Feel free to call or text 484.908.8547 Facebook Marketplace | CONTACT_US | https://facebook.com/marketplace/item/528034876843 | Thomas Quarcoo | https://www.facebook.com/Thomas-Quarcoo-318557698013153/ | 0 | 0 | 0 | 1969-12-31 18:00 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | Contact us | 0 | IMAGE | https://facebook.com/marketplace/item/528034876843478/ | 1969-12-31 18:00 | REGULAR_PAGE | 1 | 1 | 0 | Thomas Quarcoo | 0 | 0 | 1969-12-31 18:00 | View Edit Delete | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
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Yes | 2024-12-08 19:06 | active | 1974 | 0 | ⚠️ WIN THIS F450 - FINAL HOURS LEFT | 🔥 WIN A TRUCK - FINAL HOURS LEFT 🔥 Choose your dream prize: F-450 + $25K Cash OR F-250 + $10K Cash PLUS We’re Giving You BONUS REWARDS for every order: 🎁 $50 = FREE Lanyard + 500 BONUS Entries 🎁 $75 = FREE Carbon Fiber Wallet + 1,200 BONUS Entries 🎁 $150 = FREE Hat + 3,000 BONUS Entries 🎁 $250 = FREE Hoodie + 10,000 BONUS Entries Don’t miss your chance! Every order boosts your entries. Click the Shop Now button below to get entered to win! | APPLY_NOW | https://motionautotv.com/ | MotionAutoTv | https://www.facebook.com/MotionAutoTv/ | 170,096 | 0 | 0 | 1969-12-31 18:00 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | Apply now | 0 | motionautotv.com | VIDEO | https://motionautotv.com/ | 1969-12-31 18:00 | https://scontent-iad3-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/469582072_1586574458627437_3127618519118576243_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60_tt6&_nc_cat=110&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=RzNTPno8Nj8Q7kNvgEo6kD5&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-1.xx&_nc_gid=AXyCDbQe2uK1-Pmjl-QTKdA&oh=00_AYDJUT1A3_WkjbtwSsuFjiuvKpBCmE6pXeNOhIRSct3IEA&oe=675C2671 | PERSON_PROFILE | 0 | 0 | 0 | MotionAutoTv | 0 | 0 | 1969-12-31 18:00 | View Edit Delete | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
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Know your rights | Let us help you find the right solutions, if you are hurt in an accident. Contact us for a free consultation. | CONTACT_US | https://www.currylawgroup.com/?utm_source=facebook | CURRY LAW GROUP | https://www.facebook.com/CurryLawGroup/ | 1,642 | 0 | 0 | 1969-12-31 18:00 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | Contact Us | 0 | currylawgroup.com | CAROUSEL | Let us help you find the right solutions, if you are hurt in an accident. Contact us for a free consultation. | https://www.currylawgroup.com/?utm_source=facebook&utm_medium=display&utm_campaign=sr_curry_traffic_8_24&utm_term={{ad.id}}&utm_content=4941237-e32-n-m-c{{campaign.id}}-g{{adset.id}}-a{{ad.id}}-u-cat-k-mod | 1969-12-31 18:00 | https://scontent-iad3-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/457249913_536974475465231_8225886550152497580_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60_tt6&_nc_cat=110&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=6rP7UN9sMgoQ7kNvgGstuX1&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-1.xx&_nc_gid=Agh7iB2C7d3h3kpnXzMXnMe&oh=00_AYCywB_fXmbCKLkDxV_rf8hBy_Ga1fNV6WdUMp5U9crrjA&oe=675C2C22 | PERSON_PROFILE | 0 | 0 | 0 | CURRY LAW GROUP | 0 | 0 | 1969-12-31 18:00 | View Edit Delete | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
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🎁🎁 Win a Hot Tub ‼️ Click here to enter ➡️ https://www.buildmyparadise.com/hot-tub-giveaway ☑️ follow the steps! Giveaway ends 12/20/24 at 1159 pm CST 🎄 Good Luck!!! 👍🏻 | MESSAGE_PAGE | Paradise Custom Pools | https://www.facebook.com/paradisecustompools/ | 566 | 0 | 0 | 1969-12-31 18:00 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | Send message | 0 | MULTI_IMAGES | 1969-12-31 18:00 | https://scontent-iad3-2.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/469446991_444733882013706_1871223225772723744_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60_tt6&_nc_cat=105&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=W35-GjZN7KsQ7kNvgG-7-xu&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-2.xx&_nc_gid=AR7ffh84jTx9WdyMnBKL3kA&oh=00_AYC-whLW6rI2Q0Ec_9Rxw6rSrBeSW5sCgY_22TYw0CwU2w&oe=675C08A5 | PERSON_PROFILE | 0 | 0 | 0 | Paradise Custom Pools | 0 | 0 | 1969-12-31 18:00 | View Edit Delete | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
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🔥🔥Click to read the next chapter for free👉 | Every time they broke up, Miranda was always the first to beg to get back together. But she never thought that her boyfriend Hansel would enthusiasitically kiss another woman... …… "Oh, my god! Hans, you sure know how to rile things up!" "They're kissing! They're actually kissing!" "I mean, since everyone's so excited, you guys might as well just kiss!" Miranda felt her hand shaking against the door handle. Hansel's lips were firmly pressed against a woman's lips, their saliva thoroughly wetting the thin piece of tissue that was preventing them from properly kissing. Everyone around them was laughing hard. This was the man she'd loved for six years. Now, she felt like nothing but a laughingstock. "Guys, tone it down," someone suddenly whispered, gesturing at the door. Everyone immediately looked toward the entrance. "M-Mimi? You're back. Err, we're all just fooling around, you see. Don't mind—" "Miranda." Hansel interrupted the person trying to explain the situation and just looked at Miranda with a calm expression on his face. "Since you're here, let me straighten things out with you." "Okay. I'm listening." "It's tiring breaking up and making up with you for so many years. The feelings between us have long died." Miranda tightened her fist and dug her nails into her palm. However, it was as if she couldn't feel any pain at all. They'd been dating for six years, but their relationship had ended with him saying his feelings were long gone. "Ingy is a wonderful person, and I want to make things official with her." Miranda nodded robotically. "Okay." "Even though we've broken up, we can still stay friends. You can still come to me if you run into any problems in Jandersville." "No thanks," Miranda said, forcing a smile on her face. "Since we've broken up, it's better for us not to have any more contact with each other. That would only be fair to your new girlfriend." Hansel raised an eyebrow, looking a little shocked. But he didn't say anything, he was confident that Miranda couldn't leave him. Every time they broke up, she'd come crawling back to him, asking to get back together within three days or less. Hansel looked at the door and smiled coldly. "Don't mind her, let's continue." ... By the time Hansel got back home, it was nearly the crack of dawn. He massaged his temples as he reached for the glass of water on the coffee table. However, there was no glass or water on the table. Hansel froze for a second. Whenever he went back home before, Miranda always waited him and prepared pumpkin soup. But now... Did she really leave? ... | LEARN_MORE | https://okmstudio.com/market/goodnovel/1?lpid=1570 | Reading one minute | https://www.facebook.com/61557465672519/ | 14 | 0 | 0 | 1969-12-31 18:00 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | 0 | Learn more | 0 | okmstudio.com | IMAGE | https://okmstudio.com/market/goodnovel/1?lpid=15704&utm_campaign={{campaign.name}}&utm_content={{campaign.id}}&adset_name={{adset.name}}&adset_id={{adset.id}}&ad_id={{ad.id}}&ad_name={{ad.name}} | 1969-12-31 18:00 | https://scontent-iad3-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/467211805_602750988752487_4065474971408920487_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60_tt6&_nc_cat=108&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=MjgGxPT84QcQ7kNvgHNxJo9&_nc_zt=14&_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-1.xx&_nc_gid=A10gqH0goqfmoybSaAEP02m&oh=00_AYBst-Q6_OxfiWnaUkmYZz3NmisCbqOUKH1OkqN9CY_Ibg&oe=675CB984 | PERSON_PROFILE | 0 | 0 | 0 | Reading one minute | 0 | 0 | 1969-12-31 18:00 | View Edit Delete | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
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❤️😍What happens next👉Click Here to read on👉 | I know an Omega and an alpha became best friends, which is weird. Especially, he still comes to visit my bed every morning. "Rise and shine sleepy head!" A loud voice yelled just inches from my ear. I wince as my ear starts ringing. Being a werewolf had its perks but now I wish advanced hearing wasn't one of them. My eyes shot open, connecting with foresty green and a crooked smile. Bryson Taylor. My best friend and future alpha of the Silver Moon pack. He was kneeled down beside my bed so he'd be same height as me. With his elbows pushing down on my mattress, Bryson chuckled. "Good morning sleepy head." I glared at him furiously, pushing up on my elbow as my other hand reach to touch the wetness I felt on my cheek. I wiped it as I scowled at my grinning best friend. "What did you put on my face?" I asked. Bryson pushed away from my mattress and me entirely as he rises to his feet. Now that he was towering over me with his 6'1 self, he shrugs. "I licked your cheek." I cringe, wiping my now wet palm on my light pink top. "Ew Bryson, would you stop doing that?" Oh who was I kidding? I wasn't at all fazed by a little saliva, especially when it was Bryson's. Bryson shrugged. "That was the only way I could manage to wake you up. Has no one told you, you sleep like a rock? But ye, softer." I rolled my eyes. "Yes, you always never fail to mention it. And that yell by my ear seem to work just fine, I don't think you needed to lick my cheek you weirdo. " Bryson smiled widely, the dimples in his cheeks going on full showcasing mode. I was breathless. Just like I always got when he smiled. Bryson was the epitome of too hot to handle. With his green eyes, sharp jawline, dimples, straight nose, perfect brown curly hair, lean yet muscular build and tall height, it is no wonder every female wolf wanted to be his mate. "You're right, but have I not told you many times before that I just love the taste of your skin?" He raised a brow, smiling down at me. He did, many times he never failed to mention that. It was strange for him to always lick my face and confess that he loved the taste of my skin. But I had grown used to it and secretly liked it. I narrowed my eyes. "And you're still weird for doing it." Bryson shrugs. "My tongue and my taste buds have no complaints. Beside don't pretend you don't like it." He gave me a pointed look that made him see right through me. I tore my eyes away, knowing that he'd see how much I did actually like him licking my cheek. Call me weird, but it was our thing. We were comfortable with each other but still knew our boundaries. " No I don't." I denied and hated that my voice wavered to expose my lie. I wanted to smack myself behind my head, but I didn't want to look crazy in front of Bryson. Speaking of crazy.... My hair must be a total mess. My fingers reach in my dirty blonde hair, tugging slightly at the tangles it caught. "You have something on your face. " Bryson said, drawing my attention back to him with the whipping of my head. "Where?" I asked as I quickly brushed my finger over my cheeks to my mouth. Was it drool? Oh gosh was I drooling? Bryson leans forward, his palms on mattress that dips with his weight. "What's on my face Bryce?" I asked, skimming my fingers over the corner of my lips in such of that drool. What else could it be? Bryson, pulls my hand away from my face, his eyes dropping to my mouth. I held my breath as the air inside the room feels like crackling fire. Or maybe it was the blood in my veins that felt that way. His eyes, they were pools of green and always reminded me of the forest around us. His eyes swam with emotions, yet they didn't stay long enough for me to figure them out. I tried to read them, but he was always good with hiding them away from me. I stared at him fixedly as those pools of green connected themselves on my lips. And then his mouth parts. "This." Without warning his head lowers and his tongue darts out to lick a trail from my chin to my cheek and so close to my mouth. As weird as it sounds, a little part of me wishes he did it on purpose to perhaps get a taste of my mine. But a bigger part of me, the sane and logical part knew that he didn't intend to have made his tongue nearly touch my moist mouth. Bryson jumps away from me, drops my hand and turns around laughing loudly as he runs out of my room. Regaining my composure, I glared at his back as he disappears out the door, leaving it jarred open on purpose knowing I would run after him in three... two...one... I throw the covers off my body and land on my feet in a matter of seconds. "Bryson Taylor!" I yelled, feigning anger and annoyance. The cool air whips against the wet trail he left and butterflies flutter in my stomach. He may not know what he does to me but my body knew. Bryson Taylor was my best friend, but I was in love with him. Which was a bad thing. A very very bad thing. Because we were werewolves and on our eighteenth birthday we find our mates. It was not known for an omega to ever be mated to an Alpha. So my chances of us ever being mates were flushed down the drain. One of the reasons why I secretly enjoyed the feel of his saliva on me was that he left his scent. And somehow my crazy mind thought it was his way of marking me. Though we were not mates, and would never be, I could at least enjoy this little weird thing he does until he does find his mate. And I only have few days until I will perhaps no longer have the joy of pretending this was his way of claiming me. Because in a few days, Bryson will turn the age of eighteen. The age he will find his mate. I stormed down the stairs, yelling out his name angrily. I found him in the kitchen with a piece of bacon nearing his slightly parted mouth. When he noticed that I was here, he sent me a crooked grin that showcased his white teeth. "You're so slow Em." He teased, pushing the bacon in his mouth. I glared at Bryson and he only chuckled. I stopped in the doorway and looked at my mother who was preparing breakfast. Her blonde hair similar to mine was whipped into a very high sloppy bun that was on the verge of collapsing. "Morning momma." I said, walking into the kitchen slowly. So why were Bryson and I practically glued by the hip? Sometimes I was wondering this question myself. We have known each other since we were very young, when we were puppies. In fact, from the first day I met him, he never walked out of my life. I don't know when I started to have a different feeling for him, but I still remember that day. - "She's shivering like a scaredy cat! Look at her!" Giovanni and his friends laughed at my expense when I was doing the monkey bars. Giovanni wasn't a higher rank per se but he was ranked higher than I. Since I was the lowest ranked one here and the smallest, he and his friends always picked on me. I thought I could show them how tough I was by doing something they always mocked me I couldn't do.... But it seems that my hands cannot stop sweating and my heart won't stop beating so loudly. I was afraid of heights. Wolves were not supposed to be afraid of anything, yet I was afraid of heights. I felt my fingers slip and felt the harsh cutting on my knees as I fall to the ground. I stayed down on my knees, and in quite a shock I actually fell. I couldn't cry even though I was in pain. "Yeahh!" I heard a loud yell and then laughs from a few distance away. "Shut your mouth!" Then I heard the rattling of the fence as he jumped over it and raced over to me. He sneered at Giovanni who had been laughing at my expense and pushed him roughly until Giovanni fell to the ground. "Mommy!" Giovanni cried, getting to his feet and racing out of there with tears flowing down his cheeks. His friends run after him, calling out his name. I almost giggled because they all looked like dogs with their tails tucked between their legs. There and then, I looked at Bryson as my hero but then when he helped me get up and dust myself while smiling down at me, I developed something I was afraid I'd never be able to stop. - "....Emily, I have left some overnight chicken and some rice in the fridge. All you have to do is warm it up for dinner. Can I trust you with that?" Mom teased, turning around to place the frying pan back on the stove. "Don't worry Mrs. Snow, I'll not have her burn your precious house down. You can count on me." Bryson made show of placing his hand on his chest and sent me a wink that may or may not have made my heart leap. Then he dragged me by the hand and pulled me into the car. "For the love of Moon Goddess, Bryson slow down! At this rate, we'll be dead before we even get to school." I yelled as the wind whipped against my dirty blonde locks harshly. Bryson spares me a glance, grins and slows down a bit.....by a bit I mean, barely. "You need to live a little Em. We're werewolves, we won't die so easily." He snorted, turning the steering wheel. The sunlight that peeked from the huge branches above, treasured his face and left me in awe until he turns around to glance at me. I tore my eyes away quickly not wanting to be caught staring. I crossed my arms over my chest and answered. "Doesn't mean we are immortal. Besides, you're an alpha, you're practically almost immortal with those super quick healing. And I'm just an omega practically human, still heal up quick but not quick enough. " I pointed out. I hated mentioning how different we are. Bryson was a leader and I was at the bottom of the food chain. In fact, it was strange for an omega and alpha to be this close. But Bryson never cared about our differences and nor did he care about the judgemental stares from the other pack members. We got a tone of weird looks, especially seeing as I was known as the wolf who couldn't shift. "You're not just an omega Em. You're special." Bryson argued, cutting through my thoughts. His voice held a slight edge. He always hated when I mentioned how different we both were. "You're special to me." He said under his breath with honesty. My heart stops and then leaps again, this time quicker. When he said things like this my stupid heart would think that Bryson meant it in a more than friendly way. But then the logical side of my mind would instantly throw me back a few steps or two by revealing that Bryson was only just trying to make me feel better. Because that's what best friend's are supposed to do. Make the other one feel better. I turned to face the window and stared at the huge endless green trees. They were so tall and their branches were thick. They wouldn't end until a few miles but would start right back again. The sleepy town of Green Hallow....wasn't so sleepy at all. - Bryson shuts the engine and turns to face me, his eyes holding a gleam of mirth and his mouth a bit pouty. I try to not stare at it for too long even though it was a temptation that I have always lost. I keep my eyes on his nose. Because if I were to bring them to his eyes, I'd be a lost in the windows of his soul. "Oh come on, don't tell me you're still annoyed at me?" His lips curved into a playful grin and he chuckled. I raised an eyebrow, and nearly rolled my eyes at his words. "For which part exactly? Is it when you nearly had me go deaf by you yelling close to my ear or driving like a maniac?" I asked sarcastically. I was trying to be as serious as I can but with Bryson, I can never truly remain angry or annoyed at him. It was just impossible. He had that way about him that didn't allow someone to be angry with him. Or maybe it was me who just couldn't for the life of me stay mad at him for too long. He lifts his eyes to the roof of the car and playfully made a clicking sound while shifting his head from side to side. " For both?" His green eyes came back to join mine, only that they were sparkling in mischief while a grin so wide and bright nearly blinded me. They looked deep into my soul and made me shiver. This was one of the reasons I try to avoid staring into his eyes when we were alone. I always end up feeling things I know I shouldn't be feeling. Bryson grins. My stomach does a slight twist and I looked away quickly. Wanting to not have him see my skittish self I snorted out. "Then yes, I'm a hundred percent still annoyed with you." I unbuckled myself and opened the car door. When I was out, I swung the bag strap over my shoulder and looked over the roof of the car when Bryson also gets out. His eyes narrowed as the sun strikes in his eyes. It made his eyes seem gold from where I stood. " Come on Em, you can't stay annoyed at me forever. You know you love me. " He said with a cheesy grin. My heart flips. If only he knew exactly how much those words were actually true. Just more than what he thought. I didn't love him only as a best friend, I loved him as more. I breathed in through my nose and let it out through my mouth. When I am about to respond, a friend of ours joined us. Her face shows off a huge beam, her eyes dancing when they fell on both Bryson and me. She skips towards us, her red hair flipping behind her. She was very beautiful with her wide cocoa eyes and pretty features. I would look like a homeless person standing beside her. Maya throws her arm over my shoulder and hugged me. "I missed you Em." She squealed beside my ear. Was it get Emily deaf day? I wince but hugged her back while my ears rang. Maya was the beta's daughter and would be taking the role of our future beta soon. I met her through Bryson who was already friends with her. At first, she hadn't quite liked me and didn't want my rank to make her look bad. But then after a few greetings here and there, the conversations gradually became longer and funnier until we were practically best friends. "You saw me yesterday." I pointed out. She pulls away and smacks me on the shoulder playfully. "Still way too long to not see your chubby cute little cheeks." She pinches my cheek to show her point. Even though I was petite, I had chubby cheeks that made my face round. Everyone said I look adorable especially when I blush. I smacked her hand away and glared at her playfully. "So no one's going to even include me in the conversation?" Bryson grumbles as he walks over to us. I turn to give him a fake annoyed stare. "No." "Ouch Em, that hurt." He feigned a hurt look by placing his hand over his heart. When he's beside me, Maya darts her eyes between the two of us in curiosity. "Did something happen with you two again? Did Bryson pull a prank Em?" Honestly, her words flew over my head the moment Bryson stepped beside me. His body heat.... My stomach knotted and I gripped my bag strap for an anchor as I try to relax my beating heart. With them being werewolves they'd obviously hear my quickly pounding heart. I didn't want them to question me on something I'd lie about. And obviously, with Bryson knowing me like the back of his hand, he'd know I was lying. Bryson throws his arm over my shoulder and is the first to respond. "Em doesn't like fast rides, I'd make sure to remember that in the future. Apparently, my girl likes it slow. Don't you Em?" He teased and squeezed me to him and looks down at me. I lift my head and our eyes connected quickly. My heart races and I'm not sure I can actually hide the fact that I'm getting flushed. My girl... Bryson's tone was heavy with a tease, but there was something in his eyes while he stares at me that made my heart leap. I sat down on one of the chairs around the lunch table and dug into my burger. I was hungry and moaned aloud. "Don't make that sound again Em," Bryson grunted a bit when he sat down on one of the chairs beside mine. I furrow my brows and turn to him. His eyes fall to my lips and they darken. I'm stunned by how dark they've become. "You have something on the corner of your..." He trails off and before I can wipe whatever was on my lips, Bryson reached out and brushed his finger on the corner of my mouth. My eyes fall to his finger and I feel the heat crawl up my neck and settle in my cheeks when I noticed that the tip of his finger was painted with mayo. With a smirk, Bryson lifted his finger and pushed it in his mouth and, sucked. He moaned. And my heart leaped. When he was done, he grinned at me and teased. "You're such a messy eater." This time the heat took over my entire face. I was certain I looked so red that everyone could spot me from afar. Bryson chuckled and was about to say something when someone else plopped down on the chair mirroring mine. "What are you two talking about?" Shawn, Bryson's best friend and also a close friend of mine asked as he dug into his fries. His eyes gleamed with amusement as they darted between Bryson and I. He arrowed a fry our way. "Let me guess. You two are flirting like usual." If it were even possible my face turned even redder. "We we-re not flir-ting." I splattered out. Shawn busted out laughing at my expense and from the corner of my eye I can see Bryson staring at me with a huge grin on his face. Great my friends thought I was a laughing stock. "Bryce. Did you see how red she got man?! Em is literally the color of a firetruck." Shawn snorted playfully. I glared at both him and Bryson whose grin widened as he agreed. "Yes. Makes me wonder where else that blush go." There's a heavy tone in Bryson's voice that had a slick electrical feeling zapping down my spine. "Yuck. Keep the flirting away from me before I barf." Shawn jokes and had me shyly moving my eyes away from both his and Bryson's. "Who's flirting?" Maya's voice flutters near. I turn around to see one of her arms slung over Bryson's shoulder as she held him close. Everyone knew that if anyone had to be Bryson's fated mate, then it would be Maya. Not only was she of higher rank but she was beautiful and walked with grace. Bryson deserved a mate as strong as him. And that mate couldn't be me, because I was weak. An omega and not as pretty as Maya. Swimming with jealousy, I tore my eyes away from the two. Shawn who didn't always see eye to eye with Maya, responded sarcastically. "Bryson and Emily. Who else? Do you see any other couple around Maya?" I shyly peeked at Bryson when Shawn mentioned that we were a couple. He didn't look like he hated it, in fact, Bryson had a charming grin on his face. Maya removed her arm off Bryson's shoulders and glared at Shawn. "Would it kill you to be nice to me for once dick? And, besides, Bryson and Em aren't a couple. Bryson's going to find his mate soon so you should be careful with your words. His mate might be someone in this room, you never know." She huffed and went to sit down on the chair beside Shawn who scooted away from her a little. I looked over at Bryson. That grin on his face is gone and is replaced by a frown. "What does finding his mate have to do with this now? There's no harm in the two flirting." Shawn grumbles and glared at Maya. "I'm just saying that if his mate is in the room she might get the wrong idea. It could be anyone, well except for Emily herself. She's an omega so her being Bryson's mate isn't believable." Maya said with a shrug. There was a bitter feeling in my chest when she said those words. And even though they were absolutely true, it didn't make it hurt any less. Suddenly a chair scraps backward and I snap my gaze to Bryson who stands up and storms away, leaving the three of us stunned by his sudden departure. "What's wrong with him?" Maya asked in confusion as she stared at a storming away Bryson who managed to capture everyone's attention. "Gee I wonder who upset him," Shawn said sarcastically. I rise to my feet, concerned about his obvious angry mood. "I'll go check up on him," I said. "No, I'll go," Maya said and rose to her feet. Shawn is quick to wrap his hand around her wrist and stops her. "No, Emily should go. It's obvious you upset him with your words Maya. I don't think you going to him is a good idea. Let Emily handle it." He grumbles tightly. Maya frowns but nods and sat back down. Shawn nods his head, urging me to go ahead. I quickly leave the cafeteria my eyes scanning around the area. Where could you be Bryce.... I opened the locker room and sure enough, there was the sound of a fist hitting metal. I rush over to his side, shocked to see him this angry. He's breathing roughly and his canines are out. And when he looked at me, I stare into angry red eyes. He's shifting and he's trying to fight it. "Bryce," I said softly as I took a cautious step forward. Bryce was an alpha, a future alpha and they tend to not be able to control their emotions when the day to take over the pack is approaching. He places his forehead on the locker while trying to control his rage and breathing. I approached him slowly, cautiously and when I'm beside him, I reach out and place my hand on his shoulder. He relaxes, breathing out a sigh. "Did she upset you that much Bryce?" I whispered when his eyes had gone back to normal and his teeth retracted. "It's her words. I hate when she brings up the mate thing." He admits and pushes off the locker only to turn around to face me. "I don't understand," I whispered. "She's right you know, you'll be finding your mate soon. Isn't that a good thing?" Bryson's jaw ticked and his eyes shifted in irritation. "How is that a good thing if there's a possibility I can't have the girl I want Em?" His words stunned me and my heart leaped. Did he have someone in mind he wanted as his mate? It sure sounded as though he had someone he liked. My heart throbbed. I know I shouldn't feel this way, Bryson after all would obviously be attracted to girls... A big part of me wanted him to be attracted to me but that was just wishful thinking. Bryson was way out of my league, in looks and ranking. It's actually laughable that I was so deeply in love with an alpha male who would never be mated to an omega like me. Bryson sighs and rakes a hand through his hair. "The closer my birthday comes the more agitated I get. I'm fearful of who I'll end up with knowing that the one I really want might not- He groans and shakes his head. His eyes lift to mine and they connected. It feels like electricity is zapping around us as he holds me in an intense stare. "In a few months, you'll be turning eighteen to Em. Aren't you afraid of who you'll end up with?" He asked, staring at me deeply. I tore my eyes away from him. I've thought about who the moon goddess must've chosen for me and my mind always wraps back to maybe an omega or low-ranked male. Omegas have never been mated to any higher-ranked wolves, it's not like I'd magically be mated to one now. "I've thought about it a lot actually. And yes I'm terrified of that day." I admitted. I'm terrified that we won't have the same bond we have now. Your main focus will be on your Luna and I'll be stuck with someone I have to force to fall in love with even though my heart belongs to you. But instead of saying the truth, I sent him a shaky smile. "But I figured the moon goddess won't fate me to a higher ranked wolf so I suppose I have nothing to fear of. You know how you higher ranked wolves are more maintenance." I joked trying to ease the tension. But it does the opposite because Bryson's brows knot into a frown and he grumbles. "Right." He stares at me with an emotion he was quick to mask and then clears his throat. "I guess we'll just have to wait and see who we end up with huh?" I nodded grimly. I didn't want to end up with anyone else other than Bryson. I was in love with him and I was afraid that even with a mate that's not him, I'd never be able to get over him. _ "You better take your time today," I warned him as I buckled myself. Bryson shoots me a grin and winks. "No promises." I gripped the door quickly as he drove off. "Bryson Taylor!" I yelled in anger. He roared with laughter and then slowed down. I turn to shoot him a glare. "I swear you're just trying to piss me off." The corner of his mouth lifted into a smirk as he spared me a glance. "You're hot when you're pissed off, I can't help it." He joked but there was something weighing in his tone that made it a bit hoarse. Again, his words always seem to make me stop breathing for a few. But then I always remember that Bryson was always a teaser and he loved to tease me. Those words had no real meaning behind them. They were just that, words. Even though I wanted them to mean so much more. With a raging blush on my face that I failed to hide, I rip my eyes away from him and focus on the road while I murmur. "Shut up. " He chuckles and the sound sent a warm rush of tingles fluttering in my stomach. When we got to my place Bryson said he'd much rather warm up the food in fear that I'd 'burn' down the house. "Whatever," I said and rolled my eyes. I left him and went upstairs to freshen up. When I got back upstairs, Bryson is already seated on the sofa, his feet kicked up on the coffee table. "Aren't you supposed to have a meeting with your dad today about the alpha ceremony?" I asked as I approached him. Not only was Bryson turning the age of eighteen in a couple of days, but he would also be passed down the alpha title. He will now be the alpha leader of the pack. Something he's been training for relentlessly. He looks up at me and I didn't fail to notice the way his eyes dipped for a few seconds on my breasts area and legs. I blushed and he clears his throat while reaching over for the remote. "Like I'd leave you home alone Em. I mind linked my dad, we'll talk about it tomorrow." I winced. Brent Taylor, alpha of our pack, was a bit more stern. Especially when it came to pack business. "Was he upset?" I winced as I plopped beside him. I let out a tiny breath when his arm slings around my shoulder and he pulled me closer to his side. "Nah not really. He understood. It's really not a big deal Em. Alpha duties can come after, you'll always come first." I swallowed the lump in my throat. When he says words like that it makes me want to beg him to kiss me at least once before he'll never be mine again. But that wasn't a possibility. We were best friends and he only saw me as his little sister. "I just don't want to be the reason you're missing out on your duties Bryce. You'll take over the pack in literally a few days. " I whispered and peeked at him under my lashes. I hear his sharp intake of breath when our eyes connected and furrow my brows when he rips them away quickly. "I have enough time Em. Now stop being so worried." He whispered and switched through the movies and picked one I liked even though he didn't like that kind of genre. I smiled and lay my head on his shoulder. - A few hours had passed and now it was dark out. The only light in the house was coming from the television. We had eaten a few hours ago and now I was exhausted. I yawned, my eyes fluttering closed until sleep washed over me. It was only when I felt myself being lifted did my eyes slowly fluttered open. In my hazy mind and vision, I spotted Bryson's eyes staring down at me. "Go back to sleep Em, I got you." He whispered and my eyes followed his command. I can hear his footfalls as he walked up the stairs, feel his arms hold me protectively to his chest. Hear the steady beating of his heart in his chest. And then soon, I felt the soft covers under me as I sank into the mattress. He fixed me and pulled the covers over my legs to my midsection. But when I thought he was gone, I felt the hovering presence of him above me then felt the softness of his lips on the corner of my mouth. "Goodnight baby." He whispered, his lips lingering there. But I didn't expect the night came this way. - "Bryson, what are you doing here?" I whispered, looking into his startling green eyes that shone with love. I must be dreaming. Why was he staring at me with so much love? Bryson takes a step forward, his eyes darkening with lust when they fall to my parted mouth. I let out a gasp of air from the intensity of the fire of desire swirling in his foresty gaze. His eyes cause my body to burn with heat and I bit my bottom mouth to stop myself from moaning out loud. I'm like a flickering match under the weight of his stare and when he spoke in a husky tone next, I burn alive. "Em, I want you," He groaned, his eyes darkening until they swirled with red. His wolf was aroused too. It wasn't only him. "I've wanted you for so long. I want you Em. I want you so badly it hurts." His hands reach up and he bunches his shirt in his hand. Where his heart beat. I can hear it. I can hear the organ beat as furiously as mine. I sucked a very sharp breath, stumbling back a step when his words registered. He wants me. His canines jut out from his gum and he takes a powerful step forward. "I want you and I'm going to claim you. I'm claiming you as mine Em. You're mine." He snarls and finishes the distance between us and pulls me in his arms. He holds the back of my head, forcing me to look up. Our eyes connected and tingles rake over my body and swirl in my veins like the fire he had flickered already inside me. "Bry-son," I gasped, my eyes widening a little. He grins, showcasing his canines that were still on display. "I knew it. I knew you were mine. You're my luna- - I gasped, my upper half snapping up in a sitting position. I gripped the covers around my body as I try to relax my pounding heart. I'm trembling and lift my hand to brush through my hair shakily. Great Em, now you're dreaming of your best friend claiming you.... You can't be any more obsessed than this. I let out a shaky breath and licked across my lower lip which felt dry. Pang. My brows furrowed. Pang. What the...? Another pang cracks the silence in the room. I look over at my window. There wasn't a tree or a branch close by that can make that kind of sound. The only person or should I say wolf who would do this was none other than my best friend. The boy I just dreamt about. Pang. I was right. He was throwing tiny stones at my window. My heart starts beating like it normally does when he's near. I gripped my shirt where my heart beat in my chest. Calm down, heart. Stop making it obvious. When the organ had finally settled, I throw the covers off my body and padded my way over to the window. I slid it open, welcoming the cold air to beat against my cheeks. I looked down and sure enough, Bryson is standing just under my window, his arm up ready to sling another pebble at the glass. I stop him before he could. "Bryson!" I hissed getting his attention. He stops, throws the pebble down, and grins up at me. "You caught me. I will forever be indebted to you, my lady." He joked, keeping his hands up in surrender. I rolled my eyes yet smiled. I had noted that he had no shirt on and only khaki shorts. He had been in wolf form and run all the way here. I turn to look at the beating red numbers on my nightstand clock. It's two a.m in the morning. That's the latest he had ever come here. I furrowed my brows in confusion. "What's wrong Bryce?" I whispered in a worried tone that he caught. "Jump," He answered. I shook my head. "It's cold out, and it's inappropriate to be outside at this hour with my future alpha." He knew I was annoying him. Even if I had yet to shift I still had wolf genes which made my body warm even in the winter times. It was difficult to get cold. After that dream I just had, I didn't want to be face to face with him so close. Bryson looks irritated and moves out of the shadows a bit. The fadish light from the moon beamed down on him, eliminating his green foresty eyes. "And as your future alpha, I ask that you get your pretty ass down here this instant." He cocked a challenging brow. "Or would you rather I come up there and take you myself?" Oh please, he was serious. Sighing in defeat, I opened the window wider and crawled onto the ledge. I looked down, pinning him with a look that told him he better catch me. He grins boyishly and winks. "I'll always catch you Em. " He promises, his eyes shining with honesty. If I fell I wouldn't necessarily die. It wasn't that high off the ground and I could still heal. Slowly yes, but I'd heal nonetheless. But that didn't mean I'd take the chance to actually fall and perhaps accidentally break a bone or two in the process. I held the air in my lungs, counted to three, and jumped. "Oomph," I said when arms quickly wrap around me, catching me before I could land on the ground. Bryson's arms wrapped around me like a band of hard steel, tightening around me protectively. For a few moments, we stay like this, just me in his arms and him holding me so closely. I slowly looked up at him, only to remember that his upper half was naked. A furious blush spread on my cheeks hotly and I squirm and wiggle for him to put me down on my feet. "Okay you can put me down now," I said, avoiding his gaze and very thankful that I left my hair down messily, so it would help to veil around my face and block his sight from my reddened cheeks. "Oh right," Bryson said sheepishly and awkwardly place me on my feet. I fixed my oversized shirt and brushed my hair in a way that would block my cheeks. Looking up at him, he's already staring at me in amusement. "Now can you tell me why you're here so late?" I asked, trying to move his attention away from me. "I came here for you." "What?" I breathed out, my heart rate kicking up a notch. Bryson voiced. "I can't sleep. I desired to see you-" That word. Desire.... He probably should not use it in a sentence when it involves me. He stops, and under the moon light I swore I could see the faint color of a blush. But that could just be my imagination. 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No | 2024-12-09 09:00 | active | 1978 | 0 | Absolutely Free Reading:📖 Love Unspoken👉🏻 | I am mute. My husband is very indifferent to me, treating me only as a tool to satisfy his sexual desires. Moreover, every time we make love, he pinches my chin and asks, "Why don't you speak?" Tears glisten in my eyes; I can't answer that question. Being mute, I am destined not to moan like other women, to satisfy a man's pleasure in bed. Why does Alexander ask this question when he knows I am mute? Is he intentionally humiliating me? Or is it due to some complex emotions? ------------------------------- In the evening, Quinn Mellon prepared a table full of delicious dishes, waiting for her husband to come home for dinner. However, until one in the morning, her husband still hadn't returned. The clock on the wall kept ticking, silently narrating the long night. The food on the table had long gone cold, much like Quinn's heart. With a soft sigh, Quinn gathered the cold dishes and stored them in the kitchen, patiently reheating them, trying to retain a hint of home's warmth. At that moment, the sound of the door opening echoed, and Quinn quickly turned around. There stood a man in a suit, tall and handsome, walking in. He had been drinking, stumbling a bit as he walked, but it was this slight intoxication that made his already handsome face even more charming. This handsome, slightly drunk man was none other than Quinn's husband, Alexander Kennedy! Seeing her husband return, Quinn quickly got up to greet him. Quinn had also prepared a bowl of sobering soup for Alexander, but as she handed it to him, he accidentally knocked it over, spilling it on the floor. Before Quinn could react, Alexander was by her side, grabbing her chin and then forcefully kissing her. Subsequently, Alexander lifted Quinn up and headed towards the bedroom. Clearly, Alexander was driven by lust; he sought someone to satisfy his desires. Quinn was thrown onto the bed by Alexander. Just as Quinn tried to get up, Alexander's body pressed down on her, pinning her firmly to the bed. Alexander's strength was overwhelming, and Quinn couldn't resist. Not only was her body unable to resist, but she couldn't even utter a word of refusal. After all, she was mute, unable to speak. Quinn had no choice but to give up resistance. Alexander passionately kissed Quinn's neck and chest. Seeing Quinn's lack of resistance or words, Alexander placed his hand on Quinn's cheek and asked in a low voice, "Why don't you speak?" Tears glistened in Quinn's eyes; she couldn't answer that question. Being mute, she was destined not to moan like other women, to satisfy a man's pleasure in bed. Why did Alexander ask this question when he knew she was mute? Was he intentionally humiliating her? Or was it due to some complex emotions? Quinn didn't know what Alexander was thinking. All she could do was comply, fulfilling her husband's sexual needs. Quinn began to kiss Alexander and used her slender fingers to caress his body... Alexander soon felt the arousal,He is ready to vent his desires... (Detailed descriptions of sex scenes can be viewed after downloading the software.) Sex was wonderful; even with a heart full of grievances, Quinn could still find pleasure in it. Alexander had a great physique, and he and Quinn made love for a full hour. Both immersed in the ecstasy of sex, they both reached climax... When Quinn opened her eyes again, it was already the next morning. Alexander was in the bathroom, leaving Quinn alone in bed. After the passion faded, emptiness set in. Quinn was in pain; she couldn't feel any love from Alexander, only his lust. What did Alexander see her as? A wife? Or a whore? As Quinn was about to get dressed, the phone on the bedside table suddenly vibrated. It was Alexander's phone! Someone had sent a message to Alexander. Quinn glanced at it. It was a message from a woman named Getty Morgan to Alexander. Getty's message read: "[You promised to be with me tonight, why did you go back to that disgusting mute?]" Seeing the message, Quinn felt deeply distressed. So, Alexander had come back so late last night because he was with another woman... Just then, the bathroom door slowly opened, and Alexander stepped out after his shower. Quinn quickly averted her gaze from the phone screen, pretending she hadn't seen anything, and continued dressing. Alexander walked to the bed, picked up his phone, and glanced at Quinn, who was getting dressed. "Did you see the message someone sent me?" Alexander asked casually. Quinn quickly shook her head. She remembered what Alexander had told her on their wedding day: "Don't fall in love with me. I'll take care of you, but don't expect more." Alexander had made it clear—no love. So, even if she saw the message, what could she do? Alexander never cared about her feelings, let alone whether she would be jealous, sad, or in pain. Someone who isn't cared for has no right to be angry. Her love, her emotions, to Alexander, perhaps they were just burdens... Quinn gestured in sign language: "I'll go prepare breakfast." With that, Quinn endured the soreness in her body, slowly got up, and headed to the kitchen. Watching Quinn's frail figure, Alexander glanced at the phone and eventually deleted Getty's message. Soon, Quinn had breakfast ready. They sat together at the table in silence. "Come with me to Kennedy Residence later." Alexander suddenly spoke. Quinn smiled and nodded. Alexander looked at Quinn. Quinn was always so obedient, always smiling no matter what. But her compliance seemed to erase her personality. A person without a personality is truly uninteresting... After breakfast, Alexander drove Quinn to Kennedy Residence. Quinn was brought to Alexander by his grandfather, Ulysses Kennedy, who adored Quinn. Three years ago, Ulysses was critically ill and ordered Alexander to marry Quinn. However, at that time, Alexander was in love with another woman. That woman was Getty, the one who had just messaged Alexander. Getty and Alexander had grown up together, childhood sweethearts. Although Alexander liked Getty, he dared not defy his grandfather's command and ultimately married Quinn. Quinn loved Alexander, even though she couldn't express that love. But Alexander didn't love Quinn. A one-sided love in marriage is destined to be a tragedy. Quinn deeply felt this deeply after marriage. Alexander's heart wasn't with her; it was with that woman named Getty... Alexander brought Quinn to Kennedy Residence. It was a lively day at Alexander's home because his sister, Freya, had given birth to a son, and they were celebrating with a feast. Quinn followed Alexander into the hall. In the hall, Alexander's mother, Kaitlyn, was holding her grandson, smiling. But as soon as she saw Quinn, her expression darkened. Clearly, Kaitlyn didn't like Quinn. Quinn greeted Kaitlyn, who seemed to ignore her, engrossed in conversation with her son Alexander and daughter Freya. Being ignored, Quinn didn't get angry; she just stood quietly on the side. Freya glanced at Quinn and said, "Look how cute the baby is. Why don't you and my brother have a child?" Kaitlyn snorted, "Having one mute in the family is embarrassing enough. If you have another mute, I won't be able to show my face!" Upon hearing this, Alexander glanced at Quinn, who lowered her head, looking mournful. Freya's mention of having a child was clearly a jab. Last year, Quinn was pregnant, but Kaitlyn forced her to have an abortion for fear she would give birth to another mute child! When Alexander found out, he didn't step in to defend Quinn. Under Alexander's pressure, Quinn had no choice but to terminate the pregnancy. Quinn often wondered what life would be like if that child had been born; by now, the child would have been almost a year old... Apart from Ulysses, no one liked Quinn, especially Freya, who harbored a deep hatred towards her. Quinn entered Alexander's life at the age of five, and Freya, resentful of Quinn's favored status with their grandfather, bullied Quinn for her inability to speak. She would lock Quinn in storage rooms and even burn her hair with a lighter. Once, Freya pushed Quinn down the stairs, and Alexander caught her in the act. Alexander reprimanded Freya. Already resentful of their grandfather's favoritism towards Quinn, Freya now found herself scolded by her beloved older brother for mistreating Quinn. How could she not hate her? At that time, Quinn couldn't sign or write, let alone report the abuse, so Freya's torment only escalated, with any hint of displeasure from Freya resulting in Quinn bearing the brunt of her anger. As they grew older, Freya no longer physically bullied Quinn; instead, she tormented her emotionally and mentally. Freya would deliberately bring up pregnancy to remind Quinn of the terminated child, seeking to inflict pain upon her. She was a malicious woman! Alexander, feeling uneasy, stood up and said, "Let's go!" Confused, Freya asked, "Brother, why are you in such a hurry to leave? At least finish your meal before going!" "No, there's work at the office," Alexander said, pulling Quinn away without looking back at Freya. Watching this scene, Freya grew even angrier, unable to understand her brother's actions. Alexander's affection should have been for Getty, not Quinn. So why was he protecting Quinn? Back in the car, Alexander lit a cigarette, showing signs of irritation. Quinn sat quietly, waiting for him to finish smoking. After he finished, Alexander turned to Quinn. She remained meek, with a faint smile on her lips, like a servant awaiting orders from a master. Seeing Quinn's lack of anger and her submissive demeanor, Alexander felt deeply uncomfortable. He didn't like people without a backbone. When someone is bullied or provoked, they should get angry! Yet, Alexander also felt a pang of pity for Quinn. After a moment of thought, he asked her, "What do you think about having a child?" Quinn was momentarily surprised, then signed back: Your mother is right. What if I give birth to a mute child? It's better if we don't have one. From childhood to adulthood, Quinn had learned a harsh truth: everything she hoped for would eventually shatter like glass. The more beautiful the fantasy, the more painful its shattering! Like the time she wanted a birthday cake as a child, Ulysses bought her one. She was about to make a wish when Freya pushed her face into the cake. She lifted her head in embarrassment, cake smeared all over her face, surrounded by laughter from onlookers who found it amusing. Quinn forced a smile, but inside, she was hurting. Having endured so much pain, Quinn no longer dared to hope for anything. Suddenly, Alexander remembered something and said, "I remember not using protection last night. Maybe we could have conceived a child." Quinn signed back: I'm on birth control. Alexander looked at her fingers as she signed. Her fingers, slender and long from constant movement, danced gracefully as she signed, a sight to behold. After watching her for a moment, Alexander looked away, started the car, and insincerely said, "That's good then!" Quinn lowered her head. Alexander dropped Quinn off at the coffee shop where she worked. As the car pulled up, he noticed Getty standing there. Getty always found a way to locate Alexander. Tall and stunningly beautiful, with long legs and curly hair cascading down her back, Getty commanded attention wherever she stood. As she watched Alexander and Quinn step out of the car, her anger peaked, flames flickering in her eyes. Getty's demeanor suggested she was the wife, and Quinn the mistress, but in reality, Quinn was Alexander's true wife! Seeing Getty, Alexander furrowed his brow slightly and asked, "Why are you here?" Glancing at Quinn beside him, Getty noticed faint marks on her neck, fueling her anger. Getty suppressed his anger and smiled at Alexander, saying, "I came here because I wanted to see you." Alexander turned to Quinn, "Go inside and start work." Quinn nodded and headed towards the coffee shop. This was where she worked; after many rejections, this place was the only one willing to take her in. Once Quinn was out of earshot, Getty took Alexander's arm, a hint of coquettishness in her tone, "Are you still angry?" Alexander didn't push Getty away, simply saying, "Let's talk in the car." Before getting in, Getty took out disinfectant from her bag and sprayed the seat where Quinn had sat several times. She then looked up and said with a smile, "Dirty things have been sitting here. It's not clean. Let's disinfect it!" Alexander watched her intently, saying nothing, silently allowing her actions. From inside the coffee shop, Quinn watched it all through the glass. She saw Alexander's indulgence towards Getty and his affection for her. Those favored by others often felt invincible. Alexander loved Getty, so no matter how unreasonable or absurd her actions, they seemed justified in his eyes. Even when she humiliated his wife in front of him. After disinfecting the seat, Getty finally got into the car. She adjusted her curly hair and held Alexander's hand, "Alright, why the long face? I won't mention divorce again in the future!" Alexander spoiled her, but every time Getty brought up divorce between him and the mute woman, Alexander would immediately get upset. Although Alexander always claimed he didn't love the mute woman and only felt a sense of responsibility towards Quinn, Getty would still get angry. Getty's jealousy was intense; she wanted exclusive favoritism and couldn't bear the thought of another woman sharing Alexander's love, even if that woman was mute! Furthermore, Getty always felt Alexander was lying. A woman's intuition told her that Alexander might actually love the mute woman, but was just bad at expressing it. Thinking about this made Getty even angrier and increased her hatred towards Quinn. Alexander lit a cigarette, leaned back in his seat, took two deep drags, and smoke filled the car. "Getty, I promised you that as long as you're with me, you'll never have to worry about anything. Even if we never marry, I'll take care of you for life. I keep my promises," he said. Turning to Getty, he continued, "This is my promise to you, just like the one I made to my grandfather." Before his grandfather passed away, he made Alexander swear to take care of Quinn for life, even if he didn't love her. Alexander made that promise! In his life, Alexander had only made promises to two people: his grandfather and Getty. Promises! Damn promises. Every time Getty heard those words, she became furious! "Yes, I know you keep your word," Getty suppressed her anger and muttered, "But it was me who was with you first!" After finishing his cigarette, Alexander flicked the butt out of the car, then held Getty's hand, a hint of indulgence in his tone, "I'm sorry. Just tell me what you want." Tilting her head, Getty thought for a moment, "I don't feel like driving my Ferrari anymore. I want a Maserati instead!" Alexander smiled faintly, "Done." Getty added, "Also, don't go back to see that mute woman Quinn for a month." Alexander hesitated for a moment but eventually nodded, "Alright." Satisfied, Getty smiled, "Let's go, time to go to work!" Quinn watched as Alexander and Getty drove off, feeling immense pain in her heart. The cloth in her hand was crumpled from her grip. She smoothed out the cloth on the table, as if soothing her own heart, twisted into a knot. At that moment, a voice spoke, "Your husband is so intimate with other women. 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