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Hey guys! It feels like ages since I last wrote to you all. Firstly, I just want to say how overwhelmed I am by the support I've received on this book. Some of you have reached out on F******k to ask about the lack of updates and that went to show that my work means something to someone out there. For that, I'll forever be grateful. With that being said, I would like to take this this time to announce some exciting news. Yes, there's a new book on the block written by yours truly. If you enjoyed reading COLD, you'll no doubt adore MR KING. Please check out MR KING.

He grabbed a pair of shorts before pointing to a white drawer under a bunch of dresses. "Those are swimsuits. Pick which one you like. I'll meet you in the water." He walked out with his shorts, shutting the door behind him. I rummaged through the swimsuits. I pulled out a yellow flowy top and connected to it was high waisted white bottoms covered in sunflowers. I pulled it on and walked out into the room. Diesel was under the water, his black hair floating around his head. He came up to the surface. His hair stuck to him and water dripped down his jaw to his chest. His eyes found me and widened, a smile on his face.

The bar is not an exemption since a lot of girls are asking for my number and I had to write it either on their palm or a piece of tissue. "H-here." I said when I finally decided to stop making myself even more stupid and gave Mike the pen he's asking. "Thanks." He smiled knowingly and all I can do is to glare at him. He then grabbed a piece of tissue and started to write something. "Don't tell me someone asked for your number?" I said incredulously and he pouted before scratching his nape.

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From: Noah Elordi I'll be posting my latest vlog at 7 pm tonight. Make sure to watch it. I texted Noah that I will surely watch his vlog tonight with a smiley emoticon. It was my third day here in America. I busied myself visiting some famous places here and did some shopping. I was a bit inspired by Noah's compliment on my styling skills, that is why I tried to do some styling on myself. I wanted a different look for myself. I want something new.

They must have understood that I was being suspicious as I didn't make any noise from the other side nor did I make any move to let him in. "Hey uhm I am sorry to disturb you, but my car is not working. Can you please help me? My phone... it's dead. I promise I won't take too long. I just need to make a call, that's it. It will be quick I promise, and I swear I am not a serial killer or any threat. I just need a little bit of help"

Peace begins to make some sneaky move making me realise she's about to leave me alone with these random guys. Ah! this idiot would do anything to get some d*** inside her. she waves her stupid hands at me signifying her disappearance. Great! I mutter to myself. I suddenly begin to feel bored having no familiar face around sucks pretty much. "Hey, a guy greeted." "Hi" "I'm Andrew." "Vivian" "Nice meeting you Vee, I've heard a lot about you." "Guess you are one of Peace's friends then." "Yeah, she flaunts about you every time, saying how amazing you are."

Celine opened the door and got inside the room to see that the bed was dressed neatly with a paper on top of the neatly folded duvet. Celine walked over to the bed and picked up the paper to read what was written inside ‘ I'M SORRY FOR NOT INFORMING YOU BOTH BEFORE I LEFT, BUT IM REALLY GRATEFUL THAT YOU BOTH ACCEPTED ME ONCE AGAIN INTO YOUR LIVES. HUG LUCAS FOR ME, INCASE HE STARTED CRYING AGAIN LOOKING FOR ME, BYE NOW ’ After reading the letter, the paper turned to ashes and disappeared into thin air. Frederick had used his powers to write the letter.