My Mother's Room

My Mother's Room

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EXCERPT: "Why do you think your name is Hope?" She turns to look me in the eye, "Because you are hope." "I'm not hope," I say. I look into my reflection. I look frazzled, scared, and weak. I barely look like a human. Let alone a queen; or hope. I try hard not to make eye contact with Shana. I know if I do I'll see the admiration in her eyes. The same adoration in my dream- when people looked at my mother. Although I try so hard to avoid the contact, as Shana locks her eyes to mine and states the bitter truth, the weight on my shoulders multiplies and grows. "Your hope to everyone who needs it," she says, and somehow I can believe every word. ****** Hopes whole life changes when she hears the sound of a gunshot going off in the room below hers- her mother's room. Left with only a mysterious wooden chest, her mother's will, a strange black device, and the urge to find out what happened to her mother, Hope learns her mother is the queen of a kingdom far in the future, and Hope is the heir to the throne. Thrusted into this new world, Hope is expected to save her people from a time of war. She is now the fulfiller of a prophecy and the only one who can defeat this evil trying to overtake her kingdom. Aside from all that, Hope learns that not only does she have the weight of the future on her shoulders, but there is much more meaning behind her name than she thought. Hope is the living, breathing symbol of her namesake and there's not much she can do about it. Though it seems nothing is working out for her, Hope finds herself slowly gaining the confidence she needs to save her kingdom, even if she must go through a lot to finally get there.
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I stepped forward and asked, "Where do you want me?" It took me a second to realize what I just said. Shit! I placed a hand on my crimson face and muttered, "Get your head out of the gutter! You know what I meant." He laughed, his voice sounded hoarse and deep even when he's laughing. I peeked at him from the gap I made between my fingers. He was close. So close. He grabbed my hand and took me to the bed. Damn! It did sound sexy. His shirt was loose. Too large for me, and it hung on me like a cloth hung on a hanger. He sat on the bed, criss crossed and pulled me to him. ♡♡♡♡♡ Cassandra didn't come to Brinkley mansion to belong. She came to survive the year and leave. Then there's Easton Brinkley. Arrogant. Reckless. Completely off-limits. And from the moment she arrives, he makes one thing clear-she doesn't belong in his world. He has his reasons. And she's not supposed to care. But Cassandra isn't the type to back down. And Easton isn't used to being challenged. What starts as resentment turns into something neither of them planned... and neither of them can afford. Because some people come with complications. And some feelings were never meant to happen ------ ☆ Copyright 2020 @Books_and_nerds (DestinyK.) ADDED TO THE "LOVE, ACTUALLY" READING LIST BY YOUNG ADULT ON WATTPAD! _________ ☆ I DO NOT OWN THE BOOK COVER OR ANY OF THE PICTURES IN THIS BOOK. -THANK YOU ☆ I DID MAKE THE BOOK COVER MYSELF ☆ DO NOT copy my hard work. The rules just became more strict and WATTPAD polices are very clear about it.

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