{"id":254432,"date":"2026-07-13T03:32:40","date_gmt":"2026-07-13T00:32:40","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/1kitap1.com\/en\/bitter-and-sweet-chrissy-q-martin\/"},"modified":"2026-07-13T03:32:40","modified_gmt":"2026-07-13T00:32:40","slug":"bitter-and-sweet-chrissy-q-martin","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/1kitap1.com\/en\/bitter-and-sweet-chrissy-q-martin\/","title":{"rendered":"Bitter And Sweet – Chrissy Q Martin"},"content":{"rendered":"
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\u201cI\u2019d thought you\u2019d be with Fia.\u201d I gently pick up the cat, still not quite sure why he lets me hold him, but he does. Max nuzzles his face against mine. I haven\u2019t slept well the past couple of nights since Max has been sleeping in the infirmary. Night terrors once again plague me.<\/p>\n

The beast which emerged from the Great Lake on my quest now emerges in my dreams and rages against me. It quickens my pulse, freezes my insides, and instills a fear I can\u2019t rid myself of. \u201cI need you to sleep,\u201d I tell the furry feline. His only response is to meow and again nuzzle the scruff on my chin with his own. \u201cBut she might need you more.\u201d With the cat in my arms, I wait in my room for Adette to return to hers.<\/p>\n

When I hear Adette\u2019s door close, I find my way to the infirmary with Max. All is quiet and dark when I slowly open the door to Fia\u2019s room. The lamp near her bed has been doused and the only light which shines into the room is from the sconces in the hallway. Fia appears to be sleeping, but I\u2019m a master at faking sleep, and I know it when I see it.<\/p>\n

But I\u2019ll play along. I set Max on the bed, and he immediately kneads the mattress near Fia\u2019s side before settling into the curve of her body. \u201cSweet dreams,\u201d I say from the door, with one more look at the girl I wish would invade my dreams. 1kitap1.com\/en Chapter Thirty-One Fia \u201cHow did you sleep?\u201d The same bright and chipper face as the previous morning greets me again. I heard Adette come in earlier, but I pretended to be asleep.<\/p>\n

\u201cOh.\u201d I blink my eyes and start to push myself to a sitting position, just like the previous morning. \u201cAdette. Good morning. What\u2019re you doing here?\u201d<\/p>\n

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Book Cover by GetCovers Map Illustrations by Chrissy Q Martin 1kitap1.com\/en For Christy Thank you. Here’s to many more adventures with my bestie! 1kitap1.com\/en Contents Map of the Greater World 1. Fia 2. Emeric 3. Fia 4. Emeric 5. Fia 6. Emeric 7. Fia 8. Emeric 9. Fia 10. Emeric 11. Fia 12. Emeric 13. Fia 14. Emeric 15. Fia 16. Emeric 17. Fia 18. Emeric 19. Fia 20. Emeric 21. Fia 22.<\/p>\n

Emeric 23. Fia 24. Emeric 25. Fia 26. Emeric 27. Fia 28. Emeric 29. Fia 30. Emeric 31. Fia 32. Emeric 33. Fia 34. Emeric 35. Fia 36. Emeric 37. Fia 38. Emeric 39. Fia 40. Emeric 41. Fia 42. Emeric 43. Fia 44. Emeric 45. Fia 46. Emeric 47. Fia 48. Emeric 49. Fia 50. Emeric 51. Fia 52. Emeric 53. Fia 54. Emeric 55. Fia 56. Emeric 57. Fia 58. Emeric 59. Fia 60. Emeric 61. Fia 62. Emeric 63. Fia 64.<\/p>\n

Emeric 65. Fia 66. Emeric 67. Fia 68. Emeric 69. Fia The Next Everlove Chronicle Gratitude More Sweet Romance About the Author 1kitap1.com\/en 1kitap1.com\/en Chapter One Fia \u201cIf you don\u2019t want to find yourself at the end of my sword, you will do as I say.\u201d My voice is harsh. My narrowed eyes stare out of my hooded cloak at the young man with his scrawny arm outstretched over the well.<\/p>\n

\u201cPut the kitten down.\u201d \u201cNo one\u2019s going to miss one kitten.\u201d The rough looking youth wiggles the ball of fur in his hand. I\u2019ve seen this bully around the fishing village before and never had a good feeling about him. \u201cAnd it\u2019s a runt. It\u2019s best I put it out of its misery.\u201d He extends his hand out even further over the deep well as he holds the kitten by the scruff of its neck. The gray tabby kitten gives a helpless mew which only helps fuel my anger.<\/p>\n

\u201cIf you drop that kitten,\u201d I say in a gruff voice, \u201cI\u2019ll show you what it means to be dropped down a well.\u201d \u201cHa!\u201d A single solitary laugh emerges from the young man\u2019s mouth. \u201cI\u2019d like to see you try.\u201d \u201cPut the kitten down now or I will.\u201d \u201cOh.\u201d The bully\u2019s jaw falls in a mocking way as he mimics dropping the kitten. I hold my breath and tense, ready, but he doesn\u2019t let go of the helpless animal.<\/p>\n

\u201cI almost lost it.\u201d \u201cI will only tell you one more time.\u201d<\/p>\n<\/blockquote>\n

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