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Chapter 45 : Rekindling the Flames
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*Darick’s POV*My mind was running rampant. I couldn’t calm down, I couldn’t find peace of solace.The way Amon touched her…grabbed her. He was going to kill Gwen, and as a result, I was going to kill him.All I thought of was death. Pure and torturous death. Until I saw her when she stepped out of the car at the house. She came around to the passenger side door and opened it. The way she maneuvered Chelsea around her as Wendall helped…she was so delicate, so soft.And I felt my body finally relax, and my mind come back into consciousness. Before I knew it, I was racing toward Gwen and helping her and Chelsea to Gwen's room. Once Chelsea was in Gwen’s bed, Gwen’s attention fell on me. I could feel her assessing my wounds. They hurt, but I’d heal. I was more concerned about her.“Are you okay?” I asked.Gwen nodded. “Are you?”“I-I will be,” I answered, my voice still hoarse from all the screaming. “I’m going to check on the others. I’ll come back as soon
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*Gwen’s POV*My eyes snapped open at the sound of a soft moan from beside me. I looked out the window to see it was still dark—it must’ve been well past midnight—and felt a strong kink in my neck as I jolted up."Chelsea? Chelsea, are you okay? Can you hear me? How many fingers am I holding up?" I asked, bombarding her with questions as I turned to her.Chelsea moaned, and without opening her eyes, weakly stuck her middle finger out toward me."Oh, god. You’re okay!" I laughed, wrapping my arms around her neck. When I pulled back, her gaze was fixed on me. It had worked. The blood, the IV fluids…everything. She was okay. "Gwen,” she tried, but she broke into an instant cough attack. I grabbed the water Isabella left on the nightstand and Chelsea happily took it. She handed the glass back to me, and I returned it to its original spot. “W-what happened? Where am I?" she asked. I didn't know where to begin. How was I supposed to tell my b
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My Bloodthirsty Mafia Man Chapter 1 : Put Up or Shut Up
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*Gewn’s POV*As I headed toward 154 Hollow Lane, the house where Darick lived, I felt a wave of excitement and thrill overtaking me. This was it! My mind was consumed by the fact that I was getting ready to capture the story of the year. My determination to prove my worth to Mr. Jeffers was unshakable, and I was certain that my phone would be ringing off the hook with offers pouring in from various news outlets across the globe once this story was released.As the sun started to dip below the horizon, I knew I had to pick up the pace if I wanted to wrap up my work before nightfall. I was almost at my destination, just a mere five minutes away, when my phone began to buzz. I took a quick glance at the missed call while waiting at a red light.Chelsea's number was on the screen, and I knew she was calling to check on me. I tapped the ignore button and shoved my cell phone back into my pant pocket. I wanted to tell Chelsea about my plans, but I knew she would ta
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