Everyone knows about The Ceo and his PA, The billionaire and his surrogate even The cold/playboy tycoon and the meek/fiery girl he meets on the streets but not Him and his Model.

For Eros all it took was a night at the bar for him to see that not all models were stuck up bitches.

Cos like Ed said a good story starts at the bar.
PS: Ed Sheeran– Shape of You

Everyone knows about The Ceo and his PA, The billionaire and his surrogate even The cold/playboy tycoon and the meek/fiery girl he meets on the streets but not Him and his Model.

For Eros all it took was a night at the bar for him to see that not all models were stuck up bitches.

Cos like Ed said a good story starts at the bar.
PS: Ed Sheeran– Shape of You

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Kembalilah...
Bantu aku mengubah akhir cerita ini.

Romansa manis antara Riza dan Dean. Apakah Riza hanya sosok masa lalu Dean? Kisah yang berliku untuk mendapatkan kebahagiaan sedang di lalui. Sampai kapan Dean akan menunggu Riza? Kapan Riza kembali? Mengapa Riza pergi?

Siapakah Riza di hidup dean?

Dean Luther dan Marey Megan Mahasiswa dari Universitas ternama di Stanford yang sudah menjalani hubungan sebagai sepasang kekasih hampir empat tahun lamanya.

Satu hari sebelum wisuda, Dean dan Marey menghabiskan waktu seharian penuh dengan berkeliling kota dengan memakai mobil hadiah dari Papi Dean yang kaya raya.

Tapi naas saat mereka berdua berniat ke pantai dan melewati jalan perbukitan yang terjal mobil Dean tergelincir dan tak bisa di kendalikan lagi hingga terjatuh dalam jurang.

Marey Megan di nyatakan koma dan mengalami kelumpuhan. Sedangkan Dean Luther di beritakan meninggal dengan pemakaman secara tertutup dan rahasia.

Tiga tahun kemudian, Marey dengan duduk di sebuah kursi roda bekerja di sebuah Kantor Ekspedisi milik sahabatnya Sarah Cole.

Dengan kesibukannya Marey mencoba melupakan bayang-bayang masa lalunya.
Rasa bencinya pada Dean Luther kembali mengakar saat mendengar dari sahabat Dean jika Dean tidaklah meninggal.

Akankah Marey akan bertemu dengan Dean kembali??
Akankah Marey bisa memaafkan Dean dengan penderitaannya selama tiga tahun terakhir??
Ikuti kisah Marey Megan dan Dean Luther di Novel Shadow Lover by NicksCart....

Sheren (24 th) Seorang wanita cantik, anggun dan baik hati menikah dengan kekasihnya Hayden yang sangat di cintainya.

Hayden (25 th) Laki-laki tidak tampan dan pekerja keras sangat mencintai Sheren karena begitu sayang pada keluarganya.

Keenan (26 th) seorang Dokter tampan yang menolong Sheren saat mengalami kecelakaan. 

Hayden dan Sheren menikah karena cinta dan merasakan kebahagiaan di hari-hari awal pernikahan.
Hingga tiba-tiba badai menerpa. Perusahaan Hayden mengalami kebangkrutan total. 

Dengan bantuan partner kerjanya yang bernama Abram, Hayden bisa menutup hutang-hutangnya dengan syarat harus menikahi putrinya yang bernama Viona yang sudah lama mencintai Hayden.

Karena niat jahat dan kelicikan Viona, Sheren mengalami kecelakaan dan berpisah dengan Hayden dalam waktu yang cukup lama. 

Keenan berniat menikahi Sheren yang mengalami amnesia dan ingin memberikan nama belakangnya pada anak yang telah di lahirkan Sheren.

Apakah Sheren akan bertemu dengan Hayden kembali? 

Setelah ingatan Sheren kembali, akankah Sheren akan tetap menikah dengan Keenan? walau statusnya masih sah istri seorang Hayden?

I felt really happy entering the assembly hall. We sat with our classes and I realised that I had been here before, on the first day of school, when the principal gave her welcome address and the school student president (now known as Matt) had talked to us and introduced the student affairs to us. That was like another lifetime ago now. 

Now the faceless students I sat with were classmates with names and faces. I even recognized one of two of our school event hosts - Jules. Was he the senior event host that would be graduating out this next year? 

The other event host was a girl with an almost shoulder length bob and a wide smile. Her eyes looked sparkly even from where I was seated in the second half of the hall. 

"Hi, I know everyone is very excited, but please come in and take your seats. We will be starting soon." She announced on the stage before disappearing again behind the curtains. 

Oh, I knew the stage looked different. The podium had been moved right to the side. Next to it was two mic stands, I suppose they were for the event hosts. 

And the curtains were drawn. 

I felt definitely excited about meeting what was behind the curtain. My lucky sense of direction was certain it was something I liked very much. Yay! 

Krystal and Zara started bickering about whether drummers or guitarists made better boyfriends. 

I threw a glance over to see what Marcus had to say about it, but he was just tapping on his phone, as if he hadn't noticed. Henry smirked and gave me a wink. 

Wow. Looks like the Alpha was in a good mood. Haha
I threw him back a wide smile and turned back to face front.

I was feeling chill myself. I guess it's because I'm done with homework for the day. I even finished going through the files in the train this morning. And also, Wolfie was... Content? At ease? Who knew the ways of a wolf? I was supposed to be one myself, and I can't figure me out. 

"Good evening, I mean, good afternoon everyone." Jules took to the mic on the side of the stage, the girl with the sparkly eyes smiled widely at that, "Are you using the wrong script?" 

"Ah yes, sorry. Too many events lately." Jules returned with a practiced smile, then he looked up at the audience, "I'm Julian."

"And I'm Romana." The girl with the sparkly eyes said.

Together they announced, "And we'll be your hosts."

"As usual." Jules added. 

"Yes." Romana answered, "But please stick to the script Julian." 

And I knew from that moment that I wanted to be a school's event host one day. 

"Before we begin, I'd like to remind everyone that taking videos or photos is not permitted during the performance." Romana said. She sounded so professional. 

Jules, "Well then, without further ado, it brings me great pleasure to introduce the reigning champion high school of Battle of the Bands, our friends from Green Leaf Academy!" 

Eh?

"Eh? Isn't that the school your prince goes to?" Zara asked me. 

"Is he here?" Krystal asked.

"What prince?" Pearl asked but no one answered because there was the loudest guitar riff as the stage curtains parted and there at the centre mic under the spotlight was Dean. 

(Now, tell me you didn't see that coming.)

Only that Dean's acoustic guitar was on the stand next to his mic. So the guitar we were hearing was coming from... Ben's green electric. 

Ben. I knew he played the guitar... But the guitar I knew was the one at home, in his room, an old beat up thing with strings, right? What was he doing here?

"Hello, Sam's school." Dean said into the mic. He smiled easily, picking up his guitar like he did this every day. At least I recognized this guitar, even though Dean looked kind of different on stage too. Jasmine gasped and grabbed my arm, but the rest of the school was unmoved.

"We're at Winderhill." A gorgeous girl with a mic stepped out from backstage. The audience got quieter suddenly.

When I said gorgeous, I meant like large loose curls on shoulders, short black dress, like someone who stepped out from an MTV kind of gorgeous. 

"Oh, sorry. Wrong school." Dean shrugged good naturedly and smiled at us. He adjusted his guitar strap, completely unfazed at the crowd, "Let's try that again."

"Hello Winderhill! I'm Dean. The guy showing off on guitar right now is Ben." 

At this, Ben slammed down on his strings to stop the music. 

The school laughed a bit. Dean shrugged, "He can be a bit moody." 
 
Dean continued smoothly, "Bassist there is Marlow."

Marlow's fingers made some quick steps over the bass to create a baseline. 

The audiended woooed at that and clapped a bit.

"What's up, my man." Dean greeted his bassist. Marlow ended the base line abruptly. 

"I'm not 'your man.'" Marlow growled. 

A girl squealed. I don't know why. A few students sniggered at her.

But Dean only lifted his hands up in mock surrender and then turned back to us, "See the people I put up with for the sake of music..."

Some of the audience chuckled. Dean continued the introductions, "Anyway, on the keys is Shannon." 

Shannon played something fancy. Which surprised me because I've ever only heard him on guitar.

"And keeping the beat back there is Link." The drums sounded in response, ending with the cymbals splashing. 

"And last but not least," Dean indicated to the gorgeous girl next to him, "Our school songbird, Lola." 

Lola? That's Lola? Like my gamma, Lola? The guys in school started applauding and hooting. 

"Woah... Yeah, she didn't even sing yet and you're cheering." Dean pretended to complain, "You guys are so unfair!"

The audience chuckled. 

"Okay, here's the deal, we're going to work hard today to play for you and if we do a good job, you scream_"

Someone screamed. 

"Wait." Dean scolded, "We haven't started yet."

The school laughed. 

"Shut up and play, Dean" Ben bossed into the mic.

"Ooooo..." Said the audience. 

"Okay, okay..." Dean started playing on the guitar. This was another guy I've heard play the guitar and sing, maybe even more so than Ben or Shannon, and on that very same guitar.

But today, maybe it was the stage, or the full band behind him. today I felt like I was hearing Dean perform for the first time.

And then when Lola joined him, it was like I forgot I was in school.

Their duet was incredibly sensual. I would have thought they were mates. Except I also knew they were not... They were performing for the audience.

They were singing to us and we were mesmerised.

THEN IT GOT LOUD
We all clapped and applauded at the end of the opening act. Dean took a bow, and then opened his hand to Lola who took it with a smile and bow too. 

They stepped away and the three hyenas picked up the mics and stepped forward. I saw Kev pull on the bass Marlow had abandoned in the background. 

Nix smirked and drawled into the mic, "Yo."

The audience warmed up by now, readily clapped and cheered back. 

"To tell you the truth, we don't sing much, so don't expect anything fancy" Nix said with a winsome smile.

"Yeah, we're just here so we can skip class." Ethan added with a laugh.

The music started in the background. Ben obviously deciding not to wait for any more chit chat.

"This one is a classic." Marlow said before he started, but even before he did, the opening beat made it obvious that he didn't mean classical music kind of classic.

He meant Savy's kind of classic, which wasn't so much singing than yelling in the mic, I mean they were rapping. 

"Kick it!"

And the guys were off, moving and rapping and pretty much riling the audience up.

The whole school roared in response. I had no idea we had this much suppressed rebellion happening till today. 

"You gotta fight..."

And by the time the hyenas were through, the school was pretty much all on their feet shouting along. 

"...PARTY!"

All around the kids were singing or screaming or stomping or waving.

It was bad. And loud. And my ears were ringing. But it was also incredibly fun. 

Madam Principal, the vice principal, the discipline mistress and Coach Williams were shouting at each other just off stage. I think they were discussing over the noise if they should stop the madness. 

But they didn't have to worry because the hyenas were soon chased off by none other than Harvey himself. 

The band quietened. Harvey walked out, holding his black electric by its neck. He picked up the fallen mic stand in the middle of the stage. 

"Oi." He said to the guys behind him. 

The three hyenas stepped back into the shadows in a row, and posed like three naughty kittens in front of their mother. 

Our school naturally laughed at the three hyenas' plight.

"I told you not to play that song." Harvey said into the mic. 

The guys bowed and left the stage.

"Sorry, they're not usually like this." He said with a wry smile into the mic as he leaned forward to wear his guitar, "they're usually worse."

"Give it up for Nix, Marlow, and Ethan." Harvey said. 

The three bad boys came back out, made a quick bow to the laughing and clapping audience and slipped backstage again. 

The school continued to whoop and cheer. I was starting to wonder if some of the audience was just letting out steam now. 

Harvey held up a hand and then everyone quietened, waiting to see what Harvey would do. 

My Beta, in his usual leather jacket and calm smile, but with the addition of a jet black electric guitar. 

He started playing, picking out clear and quick notes on his guitar, "This song is to someone important to me."

"Is your prince going to sing to you?" Zara asked.

I highly doubted it, but I paid special attention to the lyrics to try to guess who the song was for.

As far as I could tell, he was singing to a very enigmatic person who was probably dangerous to fall in love with. 

You know how they say when someone takes to the stage and became another person? Well my calm and cool beta was doing that. Turning up the heat so that you could barely hear him above the screaming girls.

A lot of screaming, I had to cover my ears until I think the audience figured out they were missing the performance due to their own screaming, and quietened.

I suddenly felt embaressed to feel his emotions through the song. It felt too private, so passionate, I had to remind myself that it was just a performance. It wasn't real. 

And then a lot of guitar... Beta can really play the guitar. And the screaming started again.

Eventually, all good things must come to an end.

"You guys are probably the loudest audience we've ever played for." Harvey told us a little breathlessly when we came to the end. This pleased us greatly and we obliged by making more noise. He held up his hands for quiet, we quieten so he would continue. 

Harvey smiled wryly at us, "But here's the last one, an old favourite from Imagine Dragons." Harvey centered the mic with the spotlight as he spoke. And I noticed the stage being rearranged behind him as the earlier acts returned to stage. 

But instead of singing, after adjusting the center mic, Harvey stepped out of the spotlight and started the guitar instead. 

Ben stepped forward, his guitar swung behind him, he leaned in very close to the mic. His voice was growly and cool.

Then Shannon and Dean behind him joined in.

Did I tell you how when Ben's wolf was on the surface, I always felt like something good was going to happen?

By the chorus Shannon and Dean had gotten the audience to join in. 

Marlow slunk forward, claiming his turn on the mic. For those who liked rap, they weren't disappointed.

Nix and Ethan chimed in too. The three of them always had a chemistry, I've noticed since we trained together, but now hearing them rap and move together, it was really being played on to the full.

And then Lola walked into the limelight, stepping up in front of the guys, her voice like an angel's, she sang one word, "Pain!"

She pointed the mic to the audience and the guys behind her as well as whoever knew the words sang along:
"Pain..."

Personally, I had never heard this song before, or at least I had never noticed it. But it seemed a good proportion of the student population at Winderhill could follow. But why were we singing about pain?

And then Harvey walked up without missing a beat. Last verse was his.

And then all too soon it was over. My heart was beating, my eyes were wide... Wow. 

The hall was suddenly silent and then somebody shouted "encore", and then some students started clapping and then everyone else followed. It was a standing ovation... Well we had all been on our feet since the second song. Everyone was clapping and every now and then a whoop or wolf whistle would shoot out from the general applause.

"As expected from the battle of the band reigning champion." Marcus remarked, more to himself than anyone else. 

Wow. I had no idea my gang was this talented. I mean, over the years, I'd heard them practicing... here and there. Quietly on the edge of their beds, or randomly in various empty study rooms... Sometimes with a lot of mistakes, sometimes with a lot of arguing... It definitely wasn't like this at all. 

I guess all the years of practice and watching DVDs (over and over again)... I can't say how often I stepped into Beta Lucas' living room or Dean's home to see a random concert playing on TV on repeat.

I cannot tell you how many conversations about upgrading instruments, strings, and the finer points of live performance, set ups, or long debates over shared DVD contents I had to endure over the weekends with the guys.

They were always trying to master another riff, or checking out a new song or investing in new equipment.

I guess it paid off for them. 

"Encore!" Someone demanded.

"No encore." Ben said into the mic. He pulled up the hem of his t-shirt to wipe the perspiration from his face, "You want more, buy the tickets." 

The girls started screaming, but not necessarily because they wanted tickets. I don't think they realised he was still in middle school. 

Nix smirked and stripped off his drenched t-shirt. He pretended to throw it at the audience. 

The girls screamed and actually reached out to catch it, making him laugh at them. 

The curtains close on them and Julian and Romana came back on stage.

"Wow." Romana spoke first, "Is it just me, or is it hot in here?"

Jules grinned, "What? I can't hear you. I think your screaming broke my eardrums."

Romana chose to ignore her co-host, smiling at all of us, she used her professional voice to say, "Tickets are being sold in the student foyer this afternoon. They're selling at $80 a ticket online, but if you buy it today, it's only selling at $60."

That was expensive.

Jules continued right on cue, a miracle for someone who claimed to had lost his hearing, "You can also buy their Concert DVD from last year which includes their winning performance at Battle of the Bands."

Madam Principal quickly got onto the stage soon after. I saw teachers being stationed at the exits. 

"All of you, sit down now." She said sternly to us, "The show is over. Settle down."

There was growling and grumbling, and the scraping and squeaking of chairs. But we were quickly seated. 

"I will be dimissing you class by class. Please take your things and leave in an orderly fashion." Madam Principal instructed. 

I guess it was really over and back to reality for us. I had no idea going to a concert would feel like that. 

I definitely needed a ticket to the show!

Big-hearted and witty, Samantha Kingsley is the Alpha's daughter who grew up learning to meet everyone's expectations. But Samantha isn't a pup anymore, she's in high school now, and is just about to discover that her life is written by her choices. Not by dreams, or prophecies, or even the moon goddess. This girl is going to protect the happiness of her pack and everyone she loves.

Read her diary here.
Updated every night.

Volume Synopsis
VOL 1
It's the first week of school. Despite my failed attempt to make a friend, I somehow ended up surrounded by a handful of wolf classmates, got accepted by the human "cool" girls, and became a vampire's guard dog? 


VOL 2
I think I'm just starting to get the hang of school. From navigating school halls, new friends, vampires, and school clubs... 
Back home it should have been the usual drill, but things started shifting. And I urm...might have been messing around where I shouldn't.


VOL 3
I had to miss a couple of school days this week due to my ah, long term bout of "anemia". It's been pretty intense at home. My alpha position was challenged, rogues burnt down our home, I rescued my first fight dog, discovered the Lorent's secret oracle, almost rescued my mate...and accidentally stumbled into my Alpha Dad's secret.


VOL 4
My worlds collide as some members from my pack come to my school to sell concert tickets. And when Grandpa Alpha shocked us all by dying, my dad's family comes together to pay their last respects at the Night Forest Pack. 


VOL 5
It's February and the Vampire Queen is celebrating her birthday. Would Rebel's plan to escape work out? Meanwhile, I'm stuck in school dealing with high school drama, an evolving wolf, and a new human sister. In the Red Packlands, war nearly breaks out. (This might have been a very little bit my fault.)

VOL 6
It's the week of Valentine's Day, but I've got a highschool play, Lorent drama, Vampire slaying training, and an underground army to deal with first. And then warlock weather threw an extended snowstorm at us. The whole of Green Packlands goes into lockdown - but what about Valentine's Day?

VOL 7
Exams are a week away, and it feels like my time at Winderhill is really coming to a close. I'm trying to be a good student, but there are paparazzi camped outside my school, I ran with rogues (I'm shocked too), Maria just had to enter her dark cycle in school...My life is too exciting to study for exams.

VOL 8
It's exam week, but I've got far greater problems brewing at home. The prophecies are merging. River's stone had unlocked warlock trouble, the rogue king has moved in, and then there's Uncle Louis' economical problems... one at a time. Just let me survive Code Black and figure out what's going on at Heller's first, and I'm sure everything else will work out somehow.

Dean
Dean had just gotten back from the room with his book in hand as he heard them talking.
"So how do you feel?"
Dean stayed on the other side of the doorway to hear the last of their conversation and he couldn't help but smile at Anna's response because he knew that he would also be screaming Alison's name the day she gets over her fear completely.
Dean counted to three then walked into the room to see Anna releasing Alison from a hug.
"I am excited to see how you guys work together."
Alison looked over at Dean with an eyebrow raised," What do you think shall we blow her away?"
"I'll follow if you lead," Dean smiled.
Alison started laughing, "Alright then let's begin."
She got up and pulled over a chair for Dean, " You going to sit down or you plan on working standing up?"
Dean chuckled, "You never miss the chance do you?"
"Nope," both Alison and Anna replied.
Anna then clapped her hands, "Alright people you gonna keep flirting or you gonna start working?"
"WE WEREN'T," Dean and Alison started to reply.
"Shut it and begin." Anna stopped them from going further.
With that, they nodded and Dean opened his book and handed it over to Alison for her to see where they had left off.
Anna peeked over Alison's shoulder and whistled, "You know for a guy you have really good penmanship."
"Umm... thanks," Dean shrugged.
"Leave the guy alone and sit quietly while we work if not we won't finish."
"Yes boss," Anna replied with a mock salute.
Alison shook her head and Dean chuckled.
"Alright boss lady our turn to work."
"You know it." And so they began.
Dean loved working with Alison because everything she added to the lyrics of the song was well thought out and carried meaning, it was as if she were pulling them out of her soul. As he watched her write each lyric in his book he was dazzled she wrote with her head down causing her hair to fall towards her face and every so often she would brush her hair over her shoulder or behind her ear.
Whenever she got a new idea it was like there was a spark in her eyes and he could never object, not that he ever found reason to, being that she was great at what she did.
Every so often she would start to hum while tapping the book and when she didn't like it she would pause and think of a different combination and hum differently. 
Dean was definitely amazed when the time came for them to add the melody. Alison went straight to the guitar in the corner and began humming then starting playing. Dean picked up his book, at the page with the final lyrics, then looked over to Alison and she nodded. Then he began to sing.
Alison
Alison hadn't thought of anything other than the song once they began, she was proud of the way it had been going. They worked well together and the process went a lot quicker than expected and the entire time she had been fine-tuning the melody in her head to compliment the lyrics.
When the time came she picked up her guitar and started playing, she noticed Dean had picked up the book with the lyrics and she had been singing in her head but she wanted to hear his voice with the melody, so when he looked at her she nodded.
As Dean began she continued playing the guitar and towards the middle of the song she joined in but kept her eyes on her guitar not wanting to look anywhere else.
When the song came to an end she finally looked up to face Dean and he bowed then started softly clapping for her. 
"THAT WAS AMAZING!!!!" Anna burst.
Alison had completely forgotten about Anna being in the room. 
"The way you guys worked so fluently it's like you had the exact same idea or flow of the song. You were so well connected and then the way Alison just picked up the guitar and started playing and Dean just started to sing it was as if choreographed. If I hadn't seen the process I would have sworn that you guys had practiced it together."
"Perhaps you're exaggerating it a little I mean we still have a few tweaks to fix." Alison interrupted.
"Yeah, then we have to record it," Dean added
"What tweak its perfect go record it now."
"How about you let me do my work then you comment?"
"Alison you better listen here," Alison rushed into the recording booth so she could ignore Anna knowing that she had no idea how to turn on the switch for her to speak to Alison.
Alison then looked over to Dean smiling and gestured for him to join her in the booth. As he entered chuckling she pointed to the other guitar in the corner.
"You ready?"
"Of course once your the one leading the way I'll always follow your lead."
Alison shook her head and smiled, "Alright then on three, one, two, three."
And so they began.
Third-person
Anna may not have known how to connect to Alison in the booth but she did know how to connect to the speakers throughout the house. Looking at her watch and noting that it was 3 pm she knew everyone should be arriving at any moment and what better way to be welcomed home than hearing Alison and Dean's voices.
"Three, two, one"
Then they began to play together. Anna couldn't help but admire them the way they played together it was as if they'd done it a thousand times before. She knew without a doubt that Dean would be the one to push Alison to reach her dreams and show the world who she truly is. Anna was grateful because she will always be one of the few who got to see it from the start.
Down to the entrance of the family home, Leo and Alexander had just arrived home and opened the door together and came to an immediate stop when they heard the music. Leo listened carefully and once he recognized Alison's voice he ran in the direction of the sound. After realizing it was coming from all the speakers in the house he called Alexander and they rushed to the studio. 
Arriving at the studio door they slowly opened the door and Anna beckoned them forward and as they did so they witnessed Alison and Dean working in complete harmony. The way they played and sang together, it was as if they were feeding off each other's energy and reading off each other.

Alison Walker a talented singer and songwriter, a student at the Arts Academy, capable of so much but she has a couple of things holding her back, like her stage fright and the fact that she is an introvert.  
But soon everything changes... 
Dean Ozeata a singer and songwriter as well transfers into the Arts Academy, hoping that the year will be drama-free. But sadly that is not the life he was meant for and he finds interest in the girl who is always in a corner writing not communicating with anyone.
What happens when their worlds collide?
Will all be well or will their worlds come crashing down?

"Wow!"
　　 The rolling door rose, and a warehouse full of storage boxes immediately appeared in front of him.
　　 Seeing these boxes full of treasures that were already his own, Ye Tian almost cheered in excitement.
　　 Open or not?
　　 Is it a pleasure to open it now? Or go home, close the door and appreciate it carefully?
　　 It's too hard to choose!
　　 After a minute of fierce psychological struggle, finally reason prevailed!
　　 Ye Tian stretched out his hand to pull the rolling door down again, blocking his vision, so as not to stand up to the temptation, he went up to open the storage box, it might be out of control.
　　 Then he stood at the door and waited, waiting for the moving company he had just contacted to come over.
　　 About fifteen minutes later, the moving company's car arrived.
　　 During the transportation, he called Jason over again and asked Jason to help stare at the truck downstairs, making sure that each storage bin was in sight from beginning to end, and kept the seal not being opened.
　　 Although he was very surprised, Jason still followed his request and didn't ask much.
　　 After being transported back and forth four times with a flatbed truck, the sixty 8o*5o*6o storage boxes were all moved to the truck. After the emptied, the warehouse was clean and there was no need to clean up.
　　 Then Ye Tian left Manhattan with these boxes and returned to Brooklyn.
　　...
　　 Three o'clock in the afternoon.
　　 Ye Tian returned home, and the 60 storage boxes also came home with him.
　　 At this time, these storage boxes are in front of them, and they are two full floors on the ground, completely occupying the living room space, and there is almost nowhere to go.
　　 It's time to let these babies see the sun again!
　　 Ye Tian was so excited that he couldn't wait any longer, even for a second!
　　 Close the door and lock, draw the curtains, prepare the laptop, a series of actions are completed quickly.
　　 Ye Tian picked up the black storage box he had been paying attention to the most, and gently placed it on the floor in front of the sofa, sitting cross-legged, ready to open the treasure.
　　 The exciting time has come!
　　 "Hoo--!"
　　 After taking two or three deep breaths in a row, the mood became calm.
　　 "pop, pop"
　　 Two crisp sounds, the buckles on both sides bounced, and then, the box lid was lifted.
　　 It's not a treasure that catches the eye, but a white anti-collision foam box, and inside is the treasure.
　　 In the next second, the foam lid was lifted and a surprise appeared!
　　 A flaming red Ferrari 250GTO jumped out and broke into the eyes directly. The thrilling beauty is absolutely dazzling!
　　 "Wow! It's perfect!"
　　 The moment he saw this 250GTO, Ye Tian immediately let out a surprise.
　　 In the next ten seconds, Ye Tian has a deeply obsessed expression, his eyes are fixed on the baby in front of him, he even can't bear to blink! I'm afraid this baby will disappear from my eyes in the next second!
　　 He didn't wake up until he felt a little sore in his eyes.
　　 Next, he cautiously reached out his hand to take out the unusually heavy sports car model, put it on the ground, and quickly removed the plexiglass box covering the outside.
　　Of course, this cannot be the real 250GTO, the world's most expensive antique sports car with a value of more than 30 million US dollars, although Ye Tian desperately desires it to be genuine!
　　 This is a 1:8 super large-scale Ferrari 250GTO sports car model, very rare!
　　 The remaining 59 boxes are also all Ferrari sports car models, from the original Ferrari Tipo 25 to more than 150 full-series sports car models around 2010, as well as Ferrari F1 historical car models.
　　Different from ordinary car models, these car models are all hand-made limited editions of real materials. They are very important. They come from the Italian Fiat Automobile Company and are produced at the same time as the corresponding sports cars.
　　 This can be seen from the 250GTO in front of me.
　　 This model is full of white light. Judging from the intensity of the light, it comes from the 1950s and 1960s, when the 250GTO swept the world and had unlimited scenery.
　　 In addition, you can also see the production year and model on the model, as well as the production quantity of 250GTO sports cars and models, which is almost 1:1 ratio!
　　 It can be seen that this model should have been specially produced by Fiat for 250GTO. The rarity of these models is almost the same as that of 250GTO.
　　 Although I haven't come to look carefully one by one, Ye Tian has already grasped the general situation through perspective.
　　 All models here are the same as this 250GTO, which is a limited edition of Fiat by hand, and comes from the same period when the model was launched.
　　Of course, the size of the model is not the same, there are 1:43, 1:24, and 1:18.
　　 There are not many such large ratios as 1:8, only a dozen.
　　 But without exception, each 1:8 sports car model is the most representative and famous model of Ferrari, extremely rare and extremely valuable!
　　 This full series of sports car models in front of me is obviously a Ferrari fanatic. After decades, he has collected the treasures with perseverance and devoted his endless enthusiasm and effort.
　　 But these precious treasures are now completely his, and the price paid is only two thousand dollars, which can be said to be insignificant!
　　 Thinking of this, Ye Tian was so excited that he was almost crazy!
　　 Then he immediately stood up, stepped over the car model on the ground and many storage boxes, walked into the bedroom, and then began to indulge himself.
　　 This is the beginning of a one-person carnival!
　　 "Yeah! That's great! What a good harvest day, buddy posted it! I love Ferrari!"
　　 Because he shouted in Chinese, Ye Tian could vent his words unscrupulously without worrying about leaks.
　　 The carnival lasted for three or four minutes, until Ye Tian felt a little hoarse, and then Ye Tian stopped.
　　 Next, he returned to the living room and began to study the details of this crazy-loved 250GTO sports car model.
　　 This is a perfect artwork without any flaws. It looks like just leaving the factory. The outer layers of halo are very eye-catching, showing its extraordinary artistic value.
　　 While studying the model, Ye Tian also inquired about 250GTO related information on the computer to make a careful comparison with the model at hand.
　　 Except that it is different in size and cannot be used on the road, this model is almost the same as the real one. The materials are exactly the same. Every place is a 1/8 reduced version of the original car. Even the patterns on the leather seats are the same.
　　 Ye Tian quickly became obsessed with it. After doing comparative research for nearly half an hour, he studied all the details inside and outside the model before putting down the 250GTO.
　　 Then, he turned his gaze to the lower level of the opened storage box.
　　 The lower level is also a 1:8 fiery red Ferrari car model, but this is a single-seater sports car, the famous Ferrari 750 MONZA, the same beautiful dazzling, beautiful fascinating!
　　 It was another refreshing appreciation and enjoyment, and soon there was an excitement of cheers in the room again.
　　 In the following time, Ye Tian has been sitting in the living room, admiring the greatest works in automobile history, the hottest passion!
　　 This small apartment was soon filled with Ferrari models of sports cars, in various styles and colors, everything! Each one is dazzling and intoxicating!
　　 Ye Tian, ​​who is in it, has a feeling of being in heaven. I believe that changing to any man who likes cars will definitely feel the same!
　　 He had dinner sitting on the floor of the living room, watching the red car while stuffing pizza in his mouth. No second was wasted.
At the same time.
　　 Through constant search for information and comparative research, he has fully grasped the prices of these sports car models.
　　 Since they are all hand-made limited editions by Fiat, there are very few in existence, so each model is of extraordinary value.
　　 Even if the year is relatively recent and the output is large, the price is more than 6000 US dollars, and the price of those that are called antiques and there are only dozens of pieces in stock is incalculable!
　　 And this is a complete collection series. If sold together, it will definitely add a lot to the total value. It is not just an accumulation of numbers. It is possible to double or multiple times.
　　 The study continued until 12 o'clock in the evening. This was because of long-term, high-intensity use of the brain, and the spirit was really overdrawn, so it had to be terminated.
　　 In addition to inquiring about the Ferrari model information, Ye Tian also found out the information about the acoustic guitar.
　　 This is a Martin D-28 classical acoustic guitar. Production was stopped in 1946. The output was very small. It can be regarded as the originator of modern acoustic guitars. The modern D-type guitar came from here.
　　 Obviously, this is a very valuable antique guitar, at least more than $100,000.
　　 Finding this information, it is naturally a celebration.
　　 Put the car model back into the storage box and put the guitar away, Ye Tian began to think about how to deal with these treasures.
　　 Still thinking about it? Auction houses are their best place, and I believe there are the most suitable collectors.
　　 After making a decision, Ye Tian confirmed his actions tomorrow.
　　 Time to go to Christie's and Sotheby's!

Obs: This is a novel original in chinese, I only translated to english.

Ye Tian, who was in desperate situation, found that the world in his eyes had changed, becoming radiant and dazzling!

Antiques, famous paintings, gold, diamonds, and jewellery are all available at your fingertips!

The pirate treasures of Cocos Island, the Nazi gold in the depths of the ocean, the Mayan civilization in the jungle, the secrets of King Solomon, the disappearing Atlantis,….

They are no longer mysterious, but completely opened the door, just waiting for Ye Tian to explore and discover.

What are you waiting for?

set off!

Cerian.
How do you call a state between excitement and depressed? I was excited because of a few key reasons one being in just fifteen minutes,I would be performing two hit songs from my album. The other reason was after performing I'll sit through a twenty minute interview and QnA.

Yaay,I'm so excited!

The reason behind my current depression was Corey,I mean Kiran ended things with me on Saturday. Sure the reason behind the breakup was worth it : I was married and clearly loved my partner but still I felt things for the artist and still consider him a friend. The main problem is,i couldn't reach him on Sunday,all my calls were directed to voicemail, I don't know if the whole friendship thing is mutual. More reason behind my current dilemma is that I have to come clean to Denver.

Dean supports it,whereby I just kind of want to sweep things under the rug. I call it moving on because ignorance is bliss,right?

Wrong. Denver knows I'm hiding something.

Back to here and now, I was seated on a fancy silver stool next to Rainbow FM presenter Carly Rodgers and in front of a fairly large crowd of overly excited teenagers. Far behind the crowd stood Dean having a chat with Dave,the radio's producer. I guess things were okay.

"So good to have you here," Crystal said excitedly presenting a toothy smile, "Honestly I'm still getting the aftershocks of your album. You delivered,"

"I delivered?" I chuckled.

"You delivered," She repeated then turned to the crowd, "I'm sure you all agree,"

The crowd chorused something in between a Yes and definitely agreeing with Crystal. I liked the energy radiating off from Crystal,most people who've interviewed me are normally just faking their excitement because being enthusiastic is part of their job description, some don't even bother faking as they are less enthusiastic. Crystal wasn't faking. She's a real fan.

"This is the moment,we've been waiting for," Crystal said after the crowd had settled down, "You get to play one song now then another after we are done,"

One of the guys from my team - Dylan, came from the backstage and handed me Melissa. I'm one of those weirdos who name their guitars. With Melissa in my arm,I used the other to adjust the microphone in front of me - finally set, I properly held Melissa and cleared my throat,eyes wandering to the back of the crowd where Dean was waiting for his cue to start. A brief head nod was all I needed.

Music to me was always a portal to another universe,some place safe,some place I could be happy ,a place with no prejudice and no judgment. The key to the portal was always my guitar that's why whenever I play I feel like in that perfect place. 

The here and now didn't matter. The only thing that bonded me with reality was the feeling of my fingers caressing the strings of my guitar and the sound of my voice.

I slowly drifted back to reality when I stopped singing and my fingers stopped playing. My eye was twitching and my fingers had fits, this usually happens after performing. I  gently placed my guitar at my feet and took in slow deep breaths to try and calm down from my high.

The next thing that followed were claps like thunder and loud cheers from the crowd.

"That was epic," Crystal patted my shoulder.

"Really? I thought it was rusty?' I joked. Internally,I wasn't even joking,it's been a while since I performed.

"I'm gonna ask, what's the reason behind pain? I'm sure a lot of dirty minded people like me," She chuckled flipping her long ginger hair behind her shoulder, "Would think it's about some BDSM relationship. No judgment here, what's it really about? Tell us the mystery."

" How about it remains a mystery ? That makes it more interesting," 

Crystal didn't ask more about pain. I'm low key happy about that instead she shifted her attention to my new merchandize mostly commenting on the artistic details on them.

She held up a T-shirt that had a picture of bleeding heart and nails sticking on it for the audience. "I'm not an art enthusiast but I know good art when I see one. This is one and guess what guys? We are giving free Cerian merch. We have shirts ,hoodies and bags just click on the link at the bottom of the screen and you might just get yours," 

She then turned to me ,placing the shirt on her laps, "According to sources that unfortunately can't be named, Dynasty and famous incognito artist Kiran are business partners. Kirans trademark logo are all over your merch. Could you confirm this?"

"Yes, we partnered a few months ago,"

Crystal's eyes lit up with the new information, "Have you seen him let alone meet him? Or..or her? If he's a she?"

Have I seen him? Met him? Hell I've messed around with the oh so famous Kiran Sherwood and even had feelings for him. 

"No," The lie tasted sour, "I'm sure it's a he though..well according to his representatives."

The next thing we talked about during the interview was about my relationship and career since I'm an openly married homosexual in Hollywood. That's something a lot of people fond hard to do in Tinseltown.

When the interview was over,Dean took us out for coffee. I needed one since I was so worn out.

"Black coffee,hot as requested," Dean said placing  a mug in front of me as he sat down sipping his own.

I stared at the liquid in my cup,the smell of fresh coffee hitting my nostril, the cafe was familiar ,same ivory colored tables ,red welcome banners suspended from the ceiling,the staff wore same coffee colored berets on their heads and it had an art corner where ameture art was pinned on by customers and the staff itself .

"Wow,that's fascinating," I commented in awe.
"A lot of people would like to express themselves but have no platform. I decided to give them one,"

This is Corey's cafe, I used to come here to hang out with him after hours in the studio. This is Corey's cafe.

"What's with that face? I clearly remember you saying you wanted black!"

"This is Corey's caf - I mean Kiran's,"

"Shit!" Dean hissed,eyes frantically searching around for the name mentioned above. "I'm sorry, I didn't know,"

"Its okay,let's just go, "

To save his marriage, Cerian made a deal with a friend. The deal was simple, draw the attention of his unfaithful husband . The deal worked but then Cerian started developing feelings for his friend to a point he got torn between choosing who to love. The one that hardly acknowledges his existence or the one that embraces him

This is not all about romance story, this story is all about forgetting your past with your best friend.

Today was the final show of the modern west tour
Me and Kevin was sitting in the tour bus I was cuddled up to him we just wanted to spend some time together alone because a week ago I found out that I was pregnant with our first baby together I still couldn't believe it that I was actually going to be a mom.
Kevin Costner: I can't wait for tonight when I get to sing Shallow with you.
Lucy Costner: I'm so nervous about singing tonight.
Kevin Costner: Hey don't be honey your an amazing singer be proud of your singing abilities Lucy.
Lucy Costner: Ok.
Four hours later
Me and Kevin had been playing some video games for the last three hours that and we was eating snacks.
We was just chilling when Blair walked into the tour bus.
Blair Forward: Kevin Lucy it's time for the show.
Lucy Costner: Ok we're coming.
Blair Forward: Ok.
Me and Kevin stood up we walked off the tour bus and we walked into the venue.
One hour later
It got to my favourite modern west song Let me be the one.
Kevin Costner: Hold on guys I'll be right back I just need to get some help.
I saw him hand Blair his guitar he then ran off stage.
Kevin Costner: Babe come and sing let me be the one with me please.
Lucy Costner: But why me.
Kevin Costner: Because there's no one that I'd rather sing it with than you.
Lucy Costner: Ok let's do this.
He kissed my cheek and he held my hand as we walked onto the stage we stood by the microphones the music started playing I saw him take a deep breath.
Kevin Costner: Let me be the name you whisper when you're dreaming in the night be the hand you reach for every time you need to hold on tight the one who stands beside you when the worst of troubles come let me let me be the one.
Lucy Costner: Let me be the place you hide away when you need somewhere to go the keeper of all your secrets that no one else should know the winding road you head for ever time you're on a ride.
Kevin/Lucy: Let me let me be the one let me be the one let me be the one for evermore.
Kevin Costner: Let me be your true companion as we travel through time.
Lucy Costner: The one who will protect you not the one who falls behind.
Kevin Costner: I wanna be your hero I wanna live to from the sun I wanna pull you from the fire.
Lucy Costner: I wanna help you rise above.
Kevin/Lucy: I wanna be the lightning in your eyes I wanna stand and fight for you I wanna be the place wherever hearts are true let me be the one let me be the one.
Kevin Costner: Did you know the way I felt or did you just now realise.
Lucy Costner: Did you know what you always wanted when you looked into my eyes.
Kevin/Lucy: I promised that I love you whatever moments come let me let me be the one let me be the one let me be the one for evermore for evermore for evermore for evermore let me be the one.
The music stopped playing everyone was clapping that's when I saw my parents and brother Augustus in the VIP seating I smiled they was actually here I couldn't believe it my family was actually here to see me and Kevin perform.
Thirty minutes later
It was time for when me and Colin was singing Shallow I was so nervous about it because it would only be me and Kevin on the stage.
Kevin Costner: And now there's a song that I wanted to sing with my wonderful wife babe come on out.
I walked onto the stage and I walked to the microphone by the side of him he started playing his guitar I saw him take a deep breath.
Kevin Costner: Tell me something girl are you happy in this modern world or do you need more is there something else you're searching for. I'm falling in all the good times I find myself long for change and in the bad times I fear myself.
Lucy Costner: Tell me something boy aren't you tired of trying to fill that void or do you need more ain't it hard keeping it so hardcore I'm falling in all the good times I find myself long for change and in the bad times I fear myself. I'm off the deep end watch as I dive in I'll never meet the ground crash through the surface where they can't hurt us we're far from the shallow now.
Kevin/Lucy: In the sha ha sha hallow in the sha ha sha la la la low in the sha ha sha hallow we're far from the shallow now.
Lucy Costner: Oh h ah ha oh ah ha I'm off the deep end watch as I dive in I'll never meet the ground crash through the surface where they can't hurt us we're far from the shallow now.
Kevin/Lucy: In the sha ha shallow in the sha ha sha la la la low in the sha ha shallow we're far from the shallow now.
He stopped playing the guitar everyone stood up and was clapping including my parents I smiled they actually liked it.
We walked off stage and we walked to my parents.
Lucy Costner: Honey we have to tell them about the baby.
Kevin Costner: I know honey we have to tell them today.
Lucy Costner: Ok that's fine by me babe.
We got to my parents.
Lucy Costner: Mom dad I didn't think you'd make it.
Jeffrey Dean Morgan: We said we'd make it princess that was amazing.
Lucy Costner: Me and Kevin have to talk to the both of you alone there is something that we need to tell you.
Jeffrey Dean Morgan: Ok that's fine by me.
Me Kevin my mom and my dad walked back to the tour bus we walked in and sat down that's when my dad spoke.
Jeffrey Dean Morgan: So what did you want to talk about.
I looked at Kevin and he looked at me.
Kevin Costner: Babe just tell them please.
Jeffrey Dean Morgan: Ok will someone tell me what's going on.
Lucy Costner: Well a week ago I found out that I'm pregnant with mine and Kevin's first baby together.
I looked at my parents my mom and dad was smiling.
Lucy Costner: Please don't be mad at me.
My mom and dad looked at each other.
Jeffrey Dean Morgan: Princess we're not mad at you, You and Kevin are going to make amazing parents I know you wil.
Lucy Costner: Thanks dad that means a lot.
Three hours later
My mom and dad had gone home because of Augustus and because my mom was pregnant again I was cuddled up to Kevin in the sleeping bunks I kissed him.
Kevin Costner: Hey we haven't got much privacy in these they'll be back son.
Lucy Costner: So that's never stopped us before.
Kevin Costner: Yeah your right.
He got on top of me and we ended up having sex.
One hour later
Sure enough the rest of the band had come back to the tour bus.
Blair Forward: Kevin where are you.
He poked his head out the bunk.
Kevin Costner: What is it.
Blair Forward: We're going to stay here tonight then we can go home in the morning.
I kissed Kevin's shoulder blade and I whispered into his ear.
Lucy Costner:(whisper) Thank god. 
I kept kissing his neck.
Kevin Costner: Yeah ok that's fine by me I'll talk to you in the morning.
Blair Forward: Ok.
We cuddled back up to each other and we fell asleep in each others arms not long after that.

Hi I'm Lucy Costner 
I'm nineteen soon to be twenty and I'm the daughter of actor Jeffrey Dean Morgan I'm also the wife of actor Kevin Costner we've been married for almost a year and I couldn't be more happy.
I'm not like most girls I love motorcycles ATV's dirt bikes and fast cars I also love animals I have two dogs there both pure bred Huskies there names are Yellowstone and Arizona I have a horse named Apollo and I have two F2 Savannah cats named Romeo and Juliet.
I'm currently on tour with Kevin and his band modern west I miss my animals like crazy yeah we have someone taking care of them but I miss riding Apollo on the trails that's on our property.
What happens when it's the final show of the tour me and Kevin perform my favourite song from the movie a star is born the song is shallow little did I know my parents and brother am there at the show and they surprise me.

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