Chapter 67

• 'But there's a story behind everything. How a picture got on a wall. How a scar got on your face. Sometimes the stories are simple, and sometimes they are hard and heartbreaking. But behind all your stories is always your mother's story, because hers is where yours begin. Stories are light. Light is precious in a world so dark. Begin at the beginning. Tell someone a story. Make some light. Stories you read when you're the right age never quite leave you. You may forget who wrote them or what the story was called. Sometimes you'll forget precisely what happened, but if a story touches you it will stay with you, haunting the places in your mind that you rarely ever visit. When we read a story, we inhabit it. The covers of the book are like a roof and four walls. What is to happen next will take place within the four walls of the story. And this is possible because the story's voice makes everything its own. There is no greater agony than bearing an untold story inside you.'
• ❤❤❤❤ THE STORY OF THE TRIBIRD AND HIS SOULMATE ❤❤❤❤
• "Someone like me tried to break the vampire soul connection she had with her mate?" Dean queried and King Darin nodded his head. "Did the person succeed?" He asked wanting to know.