Nope Best Quotes

How about "diamonds are a girl's best friends"? Nope. It should be switched around and pointed out, instead, that your best friends are diamonds.

V rolled the Aquafina bottle between his palms. "How long have you wanted to ask me the question? About the gay thing." "For a while." "Afraid of what I'd say?" "Nope, because it doesn't matter to me one way or the other. I'm tight with you whether you like males or females or both." V looked into his best friend's eyes and realized… yeah, Butch wasn't going to judge him. They were cool no matter what. With a curse, V rubbed the center of his chest and blinked. He never cried but he felt as if he could at this moment.

Bingo pup. It's a lesson best learned early. They're all afraid of us." He strolled over to Derek. "You're trying to be a good kid, aren't you? You think that'll show them they're wrong. So how'd that working out for you? Guess what? They don't care. To them, you're a monster, and nothing you do--or don't do--will change their minds. My advice? Give 'em what they want. It's a short, brutal life." He smiled. "Live it up." Derek stared straight ahead, patiently waiting. "He can't hear a word I'm saying, can he?" Liam said. "Nope.

That casual kiss on my cheek would have meant nothing up until recently, I realized I was in love with him. Not that, 'I love you, man,' type of love. Nope. I was ass over teacup in love with my best friend. The 'let's get married and grow old together' type of love.

(Seth) “So,” he said, looking me up and down, “you’re what the fuss was all about. I can’t say I’m impressed.” He sneered at me. “Still riding bulls, cowboy?” (Weber) “Nope.” I smirked at him. “I only ride his cock now.

I hurried out of the lobby and turned the corner into the English hall, so I didn’t see the guy in front of me until it was too late. “Oh!” I exclaimed as we bumped shoulders. “Sorry!” Then I realized who I’d bumped into, and I immediately regretted my apologetic tone. If I’d known it was David Stark, I would have tried to hit him harder, or maybe stepped on his foot with the spiky heel of my new shoes for good measure. I did my best to smile at him, though, even as I realized my stomach was jumping all over the place. He must have scared me more than I’d thought. David scowled at me over the rims of his ridiculous hipster glasses, the kind with the thick black rims. I hate those. I mean, it’s the 21st century. There are fashionable options for eyewear. “Watch where you’re going,” he said. Then his lips twisted in a smirk. “Or could you not see through all that mascara?” I would’ve loved nothing more than the tell him to kiss my ass, but one of the responsibilities of being a student leader at The Grove is being polite to everyone, even if he is a douchebag who wrote not one, but three incredibly unflattering articles in the school paper about what a crap job you’re doing as SGA president. And you especially needed to be polite to said douchebag when he happened to be the nephew of Saylor Stark, President of the Pine Grove Junior League, head of the Pine Grove Betterment Society, Chairwoman of the Grove Academy School Board, and, most importantly, Founder and Organizer of Pine Grove’s Annual Cotillion. So I forced myself to smile even bigger at David and said, “Nope, just in a hurry. Are you, uh… are you here for the dance?” He snorted. “Um, no. I’d rather slam my testicles in a locker door. I have some work to do on the paper.

Okay, nope. No fainting for you. Not today.” His reflexes were subpar at best, and the last thing he wanted was her to sustain injury during the fall.

I went back in and grabbed my running clothes, then changed in the bathroom. I opened the door to the bathroom, stopping when I saw Kaidan's toiletry bag on the sink. I was overcome with curiosity about his cologne or aftershave, because I'd never smelled it on anyone else before. Feeling sneaky, I prodded one finger into the bag and peeked. No cologne bottle. Only a razor, shaving cream, toothbrush, toothpaste, and deodorant. I picked up the deodorant, pulled off the lid, and smelled it. Nope, that wasn't it. The sound of Kaidan's deep chuckle close to the doorway made me scream and drop the deodorant into the sink with a clatter. I smacked one hand to my chest and grabbed the edge of the sink with the other. He laughed out loud now. “Okay, that must have looked really bad.” I spoke to his reflection in the mirror, then fumbled to pick up the deodorant. I put the lid on and dropped it in his bag. “But I was just trying to figure out what cologne you wear.” My face was on fire as Kaidan stepped into the small bathroom and leaned against the counter, crossing his arms over his chest. I stepped away. He seemed entertained by my predicament. “I haven't been wearing any cologne.” “Oh.” I cleared my throat. “Well, I didn't see any, so I thought it might be your deodorant, but that's not it either. Maybe it's your laundry detergent or something. Let's just forget about it.” “What is it you smell, exactly?” His voice took on a husky quality, and it felt like he was taking up a lot of room. I couldn't bring myself to look at him. Something strange was going on here. I stepped back, hitting the tub with my heel as I tried to put the scent into words. “I don't know. It's like citrus and the forest or something...leaves and tree sap. I can't explain it.” His eyes bored into mine while he wore that trademark sexy smirk, arms still crossed. “Citrus?” he asked. “Like lemons?” “Oranges mostly. And a little lime, too.” He nodded and flicked his head to the side to get hair out of his eyes. Then his smile disappeared and his badge throbbed. “What you smell are my pheromones, Anna.” A small, nervous laugh burst from my throat. “Oh, okay, then. Well...” I eyed the small space that was available to pass through the door. I made an awkward move toward it, but he shifted his body and I stepped back again. “People can't usually smell pheromones,” he told me. “You must be using your extra senses without realizing it. I've heard of Neph losing control of their senses with certain emotions. Fear, surprise...lust.” I rubbed my hands up and down my upper arms, wanting nothing more than to veer this conversation out of the danger zone. “Yeah, I do have a hard time reining in the scent sometimes,” I babbled. “It even gets away from me while I sleep now and then. I wake up thinking Patti's making cinnamon rolls and it ends up being from someone else's apartment. Then I'm just stuck with cereal. Anyway...” “Would you like to know your own scent?” he asked me. My heart swelled up big in my chest and squeezed small again. This whole scent thing was way too sensual to be discussed in this small space. Any second now my traitorous body would be emitting some of those pheromones and there'd be red in my aura. “Uh, not really,” I said, keeping my eyes averted. “I think I should probably go.” He made no attempt to move out of the doorway. “You smell like pears with freesia undertones.” “Wow, okay.” I cleared my throat, still refusing eye contact. I had to get out of there. “I think I'll just...” I pointed to the door and began to shuffle past him, doing my best not to brush up against him. He finally took a step back and put his hands up by his sides to show that he wouldn't touch me. I broke out of the confined bathroom and took a deep breath.

Neel cuts in: "Where'd you grow up?" "Palo Alto," she says. From there to Stanford to Google: for a girl obsessed with the outer limits of human potential, Kat has stayed pretty close to home. Neel nods knowingly. "The suburban mind cannot comprehend the emergent complexity of a New York sidewalk." "I don't know about that," Kat says, narrowing her eyes. "I'm pretty good with complexity." "See, I know what you're thinking," Neel says, shaking his head. "You're thinking it's just an agent-based simulation, and everybody out here follows a pretty simple set of rules"-- Kat is nodding--"and if you can figure out those rules, you can model it. You can simulate the street, then the neighborhood, then the whole city. Right?" "Exactly. I mean, sure, I don't know what the rules are yet, but I could experiment and figure them out, and then it would be trivial--" "Wrong," Neel says, honking like a game-show buzzer. "You can't do it. Even if you know the rules-- and by the way, there are no rules--but even if there were, you can't model it. You know why?" My best friend and my girlfriend are sparring over simulations. I can only sit back and listen. Kat frowns. "Why?" "You don't have enough memory." "Oh, come on--" "Nope. You could never hold it all in memory. No computer's big enough. Not even your what's-it-called--" "The Big Box." "That's the one. It's not big enough. This box--" Neel stretches out his hands, encompasses the sidewalk, the park, the streets beyond--"is bigger." The snaking crowd surges forward.

It’s the first semester of my sophomore year. Which means I’m Sophomore Grace now. Freshman Grace, God rest her soul, let her best friend make decisions for her and guys walk all over her, but Sophomore Grace? She will do no such thing. She will not be Ramona’s doormat or Logan’s distraction. Nope. Sophomore Grace is the carefree nineteen-year-old who spent the summer gallivanting around France. Does it still count as gallivanting when you do it with your mother? Sure it does, I assure myself. Gallivanting is gallivanting no matter who you’re with

I heard that, too. Nope. I’m an animal behaviorist. Here to assess recent changes in communication patterns. You in whale processing?

Your explanation has been quite clear, thank you, Franz,’ Wing said, still frowning. ‘I just think that financial corruption on this scale may be a little more than I can get my head around.’ ‘Poor old ninja boy,’ Shelby said, smiling. ‘Knows twenty-seven ways to take you down with just his pinky, but can’t actually count to twenty-seven.’ ‘So this makes perfect sense to you, I suppose,’ Wing said, handing the sheet to Shelby. ‘Yeah, it’s easy,’ Shelby said, pointing out one area of the diagram. ‘See this piece here is just gobbledegook.’ Her finger moved to another area. ‘Whereas this section is premium-grade incomprehensible gibberish and this section,’ her finger moved again, ‘appears to be mostly in Greek.’ ‘Am I to take it that you have not studied for the test tomorrow at all then?’ Wing asked, raising an eyebrow. ‘Nope,’ Shelby said with a grin. ‘There’s going to be some good old-fashioned last-minute cramming later though. Either that or I’m going to just sit near my best bud Franz here and he’s going to write out all the answers in nice, b-i-i-i-i-g, easily legible letters. Right, bud?’ ‘This is being what I normally do,’ Franz said with a sigh, ‘isn’t it?

That casual kiss on my cheek would have meant nothing up until recently, I realized I was in love with him. Not that, 'I love you, man,' type of love. Nope. I was ass over teacup in love with my best friend.

Jessica guffawed. “Well, almost every need. It will be every need when we walk in the door and they have gorgeous men waiting for us as well.” “Nope, not happening.” Cassandra took a chip, dipped it in the salsa,and popped it in her mouth. “Not interested in a relationship. Men are high maintenance, and relationships only bring pain.” Jessica flicked a chip across the table at her and sat back in her chair. Her expression became sober as she looked at her best friend. “Seriously Cassie, you don’t believe that.

It wasn’t the fact that I had been right all along. Nope. The satisfied and toothy smile that split my face had everything to do with the grumpy Aaron who was lying diagonally on the tiny twin bed with a scowl that went for miles. The best part was that he had humored me and proven it, just because I’d told him to. Just because we were equally stubborn. And that … only made me grin wider. Walking closer, I didn’t turn down the megawatt smile as I looked down at him. “Comfy?” “Very.” “I just bet you have never been this comfortable in your life.” He rolled his eyes. “Fine,” Aaron said as he sat up, the springs in the simple and—let’s face it—most likely cheap mattress creaking loudly under his weight. “So you were right,” he continued as he moved to the edge, trying to leave a bed that seemed to be turning into quicksand, swallowing each of his movements. “Now, if you would just—” Before I could even realize what was happening, the structure of the bed gave in with a big bang, engulfing part of the mattress and Aaron along with it. A gasp shot out of me as my hands flew to my mouth. “Jesus fucking Christ,” Aaron growled. “Oh my God, Aaron.” The cackle that left my mouth as I stared at the grumpier-than-ever man sitting in the middle of the box spring catastrophe was probably heard all the way in New York City.

Are you trying to make me beg, Aurora?” Those green eyes are staring up at me so fucking innocently, like she doesn’t have my cock next to her lips. She kisses the base, keeping her eyes on me. “Nope.” Another kiss slightly higher. “You don’t need to beg me to do something I’ve been desperate to do for weeks.” Joining my fingers on top of my head, I pull on my hair as my stomach flexes, my breathing fighting to stay steady. “This is going to be the best seven seconds of my life.” “Don’t make me laugh when I’m trying to seduce you,” she groans through her laughter.

It was the gift that every girl dreams of, to be dead long enough for your parents to realize how meaningless their lives were without you, how they were suddenly and at once deeply sorrowed at all of the horrible injustices they caused you, how they had truly never appreciated your natural gifts of beauty and grace, being that their beautiful angel would have such a short time on earth and should have spent that time driving the restored 1965 convertible Mustang she had openly AND PUBLICLY desired. But nope, she spent her last, short, fleeting moments driving a 1980 Chevy Citation, every so clearly a GRANDMA car, with fake red-velvet upholstery, a hatchback, and an interior that smelled like spoiled milk and sometimes meat. Being temporarily run over by a car was the best present I had ever received, and I didn't even have to do anything dramatic to get it, like write a note or buy some rope.

I need to touch myself,” I plead. Wes lightly bites my bottom lip. “That’s my job, remember?” And then he wraps his fist around me and gives a fast stroke as he plunges deeper inside me. The orgasm catches me by surprise. I thought I’d last longer, at least a dozen strokes, but nope, I’m coming and it’s glorious and my entire world is reduced to him. My best friend. My lover. My…fiancé…oh wow, never thought that word would be such a turn-on, but it totally is. My dick throbs harder, another jet spurting onto my belly at the thought of spending the rest of my life with this man. Wes continues to make love to me, slow and languid, as if he’s savoring every second of this. When he finally comes, it’s not in a hard explosion of bliss, but the gentle rocking of his hips and a soft moan of contentment. Then he collapses on top of me, his lips teasing mine in tender kiss after tender kiss, his hands caressing my pecs and shoulders before stroking through my hair.

Have you ever been in a demon rumble before, Jenna?” I asked. Hoisting her own demonglass dagger, she shook her head. “Nope. I have a feeling it’s going to be super violent.” “Maybe we can talk to them,” I said, rubbing my nose with the back of my hand. “Have a little sit-down chat.” “With tea.” “Ooh, yeah, with the nice china, and those little sandwiches that don’t have crusts.” Cal came to stand with us. Aislinn and Finley were getting to their feet, but I could tell they were far away from optimum Brannick strength. “I don’t want to kill these kids,” Cal said. “Neither do I. But I don’t want them to kill me, either.” “Not sure what we want is going to matter that much,” Jenna said. I stared out into the trees, hearing my fate move closer. And here’s the thing: I knew I was supposed to be courageous. I was supposed to use my magic for as long as I could, and be all Braveheart about it. But I didn’t want to. I wanted to cry. I wanted to hug my mom and dad again. I wanted to see Archer. And I wanted to know that I’d done more here than just delay Aislinn’s and Finley’s deaths by a few minutes. So there was no stoic badass facing down the demon hordes. There was just a teenage girl with tears streaming down her face, her two best friends on either side of her, as all kinds of hellish creatures rushed forward.

I couldn’t sleep after glancing inside at the summer barbecue the week before. If I didn’t straighten things out, I think I would’ve imploded from anxiety. Crazy, right? You can say so. I know I am.” Making sure she meets my eyes, I answer steadily, “Nope. Not one bit. Just a little quirky is all. Don’t worry, all the best people are. Being normal is overrated, Tee.

Bee has a useless parasympathetic nervous system, which is an endless source of entertainment,” Levi explains to Penny. “Excuse me.” I scowl. “Some of us don’t have the luxury of stable blood pressure.” “I didn’t say it wasn’t cute,” he murmurs inaudibly against my temple. The scratch of his stubble against my skin is rough. His lips, soft. Penny seems to be a fan, too. “Does your twin faint, too?” “Nope. She got all the best things.

Daniel." He looked up. "El-la.I was wondering if you'd catch me." He offered me a cigarette. I gave him a shame-on-you look;he grinned. "This is your band?" I asked. Visible piercings aside, no one looked like that went by the name Ax. "Nope,but I go to school with the lead's sister. Regular guy got food poisoning at a Christmas party last night.I've played with them before." "Weddings?" It wasn't quite how I'd pictured him performing. "Usually clubs, but the last one was a bar mitzvah. Musicians have to eat, too," he added, a little sharply. "Sorry." I wanted to wave the smoke away, but figured that might be adding insult to inury. "I thought you played the guitar." "Guitar, piano, a little violin, but badly, and I'll have to garrote you ith one of the strings if you tell anyone." That's the thing about Daniel. Obviously-the violin being a case in point-I don't know him very well,but he seems to hold a grudge for even less time than Frankie. "Secret's safe with me." He shrugged, telling me he didn't really care. Then, "Nice dress." "Just when I start liking you a litte.." He made his vampire-boy face. I could see why it usually worked. "You like me,Ella. Wanna do something when this is over?" "Tempting," I said. "No, I mean that. But no,thanks. I'm not at my best these days." "You're good," he said quietly, blowing out a stream of smoke. "You'll be fine." "Yeah." I shivered. It was bitter outside. "I should go in." "You should." The cold didn't seem to be bothering him at all, and he wasn't even wearing a jacket over his white dress shirt. I turned to go. "Oh, I think I figured it out, by the way." "Figured out what?" "The question.The one everyone should ask before getting involved with someone. Not 'Will he-slash-she make me happy?' but 'Does it bring out the best in me,being with him?'" "Him-slash-her," Daniel corrected, clearly amused. Then, "Nope. No way. Wasn't me who posed the question to you, Marino.I would never be so Emo." "Of course not.But it was one smart boy." I waved. "Hug Frankie for me." "Will do. Hey.Any requests for the band?" "'Don't Stop Believin'," I shot back. He rolled his eyes. "I'm curious, in that last song-are the words really 'I cut my chest wide open'?" "Yup.Followed by, "They come and watch us bleed.Is it art like I was hoping now?" Avett Brothers. Too gruesome for you?" "You have no idea," I told him. How much I get it.

You’re not a good one, mind you. Your technique needs work. You’re overeager.” Ryan smirked a little. “I get it—who wouldn’t be overeager to kiss me?” Finally, he got the reaction he wanted: Jamie rolled his eyes, though his face was still red from embarrassment. “Fuck off.” Still smirking lazily, Ryan leaned back against the couch, stretching his arm along the back. “Is that how you talk to your best mate who’s about to offer you to practice on him?” Jamie blinked a few times, looking adorably bewildered. “You’re joking.” Ryan met his gaze steadily. “Nope. I promise not to laugh at you and just tell you if you’re doing something wrong.” Jamie just stared at him. “Hurry up before I change my mind,” Ryan said.

You sure you want to do this?” “Do what?” I tried to appear confident, so I could ignore the stampeding herd in my chest. “Get drunk? I can drink with the best of them.” He closed his eyes a moment, shaking his head as he stepped back. His hands left my sides. I tried to pretend I didn’t miss them: the warmth of them, the slight weight of them, or how they’d made me feel safe for a split second. Nope. None of that was going on. “You’re going to meet people I really care about.” “I’m down with caring people.” His eyes narrowed. “Don’t fuck anything up.” “What?” I touched my chest. “Me? What have I fucked up? It’s like you don’t know me.” I laced my fingers and pretended to crack my knuckles. “I’m ready for this. Let’s get the sexing and drinking started.

Nous avons ete amies," I added. "There,that's two in French, and using past perfect, no less." I couldn't see his expression clearly. It flet like a long time before he said anything. "Ella..." He paused, then, "What happened? Between you and Anna?" "Other than the fact that I'm a fashion-impaired poor kid who draws doorknobs? Haven't a clue." Alex leaned forward. Now I could see his face. He looked annoyed. "Why do you do that? Diminish yourself?" "I don't-" "Bullshit." I could feel my cheeks flaming, feel my shoulders curving inward. "I don't-" "Right.Don't.Just don't, with me, anyway. I like you better feisty." I couldn't help it; that made me smile. "Did you really just say 'feisty'?" "I did.It's a good word." "It's am old word, favored by granddads and pirates." "Yar," Alex sighed. "Face it.You're just an old-fashioned guy." "Whatever.Three...?" "Three," I said, and changed my mind midthought. "I haven't been able to decide if Willing is the second best thing that ever happened to me, or the second worst." "What are the firsts?" "Nope.Uh-uh.It is not for you to ask, Alexander Bainbridge, but to reveal." He drained his glass and rolled it back and forth between his hands. "I had all these funny admissions planned, but you've screwed up my plans. Hey. Don't go all wounded-wide-eyed on me. It's cute, that Bambi thing you have going, but beside the point.Now I have to rethink." "You don't-" "Quiet.One: My name isn't Alexander." He sat up straight and gave his chest a resounding thump. "Menya zavut Alexei Pavlovich Dillwyn Bainbridge. Not Alexander. I don't think anyone outside my family knows that.

I turned to Kitty Sue and surprised myself by answering honestly, "I'm fine. Lee's fine. Lee's more fine than me. I'm having troubles adjusting. Lee seems pretty sure of himself. Lee seems pretty sure of everything." This, I realized, was true about Lee always. I'd never met someone as confident in my life. Well, maybe Hank, but Hank's confidence was quiet and assured. And there was Lee's best friend, Eddie, of course. But Eddie was like Lee's twin, separated at birth, cut from the same cloth. Lee's confidence, and Eddie's, wasn't like Hank's. It was cocky and assertive. "And you aren't sure?" Kitty Sue asked. I looked at her and thought maybe I should have lied. It was too late now. "Nope. He scares me," I admitted. She nodded. "Yep, he's pretty dang scary." I stared. My God, the woman was talking about her son. "You agree?" She looked at Lee then back at me. "Honey, that boy drives me to distraction. It's like he's not of my loins. I don't even know where he came from. If Ally hadn't been the exact replica of Lee, personality-wise, except female I would have wondered if there was a mix up at the hospital." I kept staring. Kitty Sue kept talking. "Hank's just like his Dad. Smart, cautious, controlled, taking only calculated risks. I'm sure Lee calculates his risks, but I think he allows for a much larger margin for error and counts on ... I don't know what he counts on to get him out of whatever scrapes he gets into." I couldn't stop staring. She kept talking, and everything that came out of her mouth was like a verbal car accident. If she was trying to convince me to stick with her son, she should have tried a different tact. "He does ... you know?" Kitty Sue said. I realized she was asking me a question, so I shook my head that no, I didn't know. She explained, "He gets out of every scrape. Always did and always did it on his own. Though it'll take some kind of woman to live a life like that, knowing what he's like, knowing the risks he takes." Her hand went to my knee and she squeezed it before she went on. "Not anyone here would think less of you if you aren't that woman. I'm telling you because it's true. We all love you both and we'll always love you both, no matter what happens between you." She stopped, sighed and continued, "Anyway, I don't even know if that kind of woman exists. I'm his mother. I've lived with him surviving scrapes that would make your hair stand on end and I worry about him every day. He scares the hell out of me.

 I walk away, feeling Brody’s gaze on me. There’s no doubt that as soon as we get back in the car, I’m going to get it—good. Instead, Brody stays quiet while I assemble the paperwork. He may not be speaking, but he’s saying a whole lot in the silence. “Just say it,” I mumble and finally look over. “I’m not saying a word.” He raises his hands. “Clearly, you two know each other, and it ain’t from growing up here. You tell me everything, so there is no way you wouldn’t have told me you know him,” Brody pauses and leans back. “I’m not saying a word about who you may or may not have slept with recently. Even though, it’s pretty obvious.” “You know, you not saying a word took you a long time.” “It’s not like you’ve had a five-year drought since your divorce. Or that you slept with a singer/actor. Nope. I have nothing to say about that. Not a thing.” I groan. “Could you not say anything for real this time?” “Sure thing, boss. I’ll just be over here, watching Hell start to thaw.” This is not going to get any better. I’d almost rather hear the questions. This is Brody Webber. My partner, my friend, and the one person who I have enough dirt on to make his life hell if he repeats this. “Okay, fine. Yes, I slept with Eli Walsh. I was crazy and dumb. I also had about six beers, which is two over my threshold, and I was trying to be in the moment for once. Fucking Nicole and her pep talks.” Brody coughs a laugh and then recovers. “Sorry, go on.” “I swear, you better keep this to yourself. If you tell anyone . . .” I give him my best threatening face. “I mean anyone, I’ll make your life a living nightmare.” He shakes his head and laughs again. “I won’t say a word, but you had a one-night stand with one of the most famous men in the boy band atmosphere. You’re too cool for me, Heather. I don’t think we can be friends. I’m sure you and the band will be happy without me.” I huff and grab the papers. “I’m getting a new partner.” I walk back over to the car, praying this will be painless

Quotes about Chivalry: Mason Man-at-arms: "Your wife is a hobby horse." Agathian Knight: "Thanks." Mason Archer: "Your parents, are they siblings?" Agathian Archer: "Of course!" Agathian Knight: "Yes, for the glory of Agatha." Agathian Vanguard: "Your cankers swelled so much, that they have reached the size of the world." Mason Archer: "You have my thanks!" Agathian Vanguard: "I'm going to die I need help! Help me please!" Mason Man-at-arms: "Nevah!" Agathian Archer 1: "Yes!" Agathian Archer 2: "No way!" Agathian Archer 1: "Of course!" Agathian Archer 2: "Of course not!" Agathian Archer 1: "The battle's this way gorgeous!" Agathian Archer 2: "Well aren't you hansome! Best not turn my back on you!" Agathian Archer 1: "Of course!" Agathian Vanguard: "I was searching for a fool when I found you!" Agathian Knight, sarcastically: "I've never been so bethumped with words." Agathian Vanguard: "I disagree!" Agathian Knight: "Twas my duty." Agathian Knight: "I will be by your side brother." Mason Knight: "I discard thee. Let me enjoy my private." Agathian Knight: "No, my lord." Mason Knight: "Yes, yes, it's easy for me." Agathian Knight: "Thank you, brother." Mason Vanguard: "Come here squire, I need help with my codpiece." Agathian Archer: "Of course!" Mason Man-at-arms: "Nope." *laughs maniacally.*

So you don’t trust me: the guy who taught you everything you know. I’m guessing if you have her”—he jerked his thumb at Rae—“that’s no accident. Luke’s buddies sent her to trap you, and she thought she was doing the right thing, because, duh, she’s already proven she’s kinda gullible that way.” “Hey!” Rae said. “You are. Own it. Fix it. Now, you guys have her, which means you escaped whoever sent her after you. You didn’t escape without a fight, given that bruise I see rising on Daniel’s jaw and the scrapes on Derek’s knuckles. But you escaped, and you came back here, and you captured me. Who taught you all that?” “Daniel and I had already started learning,” Maya said, “during those weeks you were chasing us.” “Trial by fire,” he said. “Followed by hardcore, hands-on tactical training. You got away scot-free from these guys because of my lessons. And yet now you don’t trust I’m on your side?” “Nope,” Derek said. “Sorry,” Daniel said. Maya crossed her arms and shook her head. I shrugged. Moreno broke into a grin. “You guys do me proud. I’d give you all a hug, if that wasn’t a little creepy. And if I was the hugging sort. But if you survive the rest of this, I’ll take you all out for beer and ice cream.” “You don’t need to be sarcastic,” Rae muttered. “Oh, but I’m not, and they know it. This is exactly what I trained them for. Trust no one except one another. Excluding you, kid, because I don’t know you, and you have a bad habit of screwing up. But these guys are doing the right thing. Next step?” Turn the tables,” I said. “Capture someone who’s behind this and get them to talk.” “Mmm, yes. That would work. But even better?” “Stop them,” Derek said. “Don’t just take down one. Take them all down.” “Without running to the Nasts for help,” Daniel said. “Because in another year, some of us will be off to college, and we need to be able to look after ourselves.” “Starting with proving we can look after ourselves,” Maya said. Moreno beamed. “You guys are ace. See, this is what I told Sean. The best time to train operatives is when they’re still young and malleable. None of that shit about waiting until they’re eighteen and legally old enough to consent.” Maya shook her head. “I suppose you’d also suggest he have the Cabal terrorize them for weeks first, so they’re properly motivated.” “Exactly. Personal rights and freedoms are vastly overrated. And there’s nothing wrong with a little PTSD. I’ve always found mine useful. Keeps me on my toes.” Rae stared at him. “I’m kidding,” he said to her. “Mostly. Don’t you joke around like this with your instructors? Oh, wait. You don’t have any. Which is why you got tricked—again. And got captured by these guys.” “Can we tie him up now?” Rae said. “And gag him?” “Doesn’t do any good,” Derek said. “We could try.

I’m the living dead. I feel no connection to any other human. I have no friends and I don’t really care much about my family any longer. I feel no love for them. I can feel no joy. I’m incapable of feeling physical pleasure. There’s nothing to ever look forward to as a result. I don’t miss anyone or anything. I eat because I feel hunger pangs, but no food tastes like anything I like. I wear a mask when I’m with other people but it’s been slipping lately. I can’t find the energy to hide the heavy weight of survival and its effect on me. I’m exhausted all the time from the effort of just making it through the day. This depression has made a mockery of my memory. It’s in tatters. I have no good memories to sustain me. My past is gone. My present is horrid. My future looks like more of the same. In a way, I’m a man without time. Certainly, there’s no meaning in my life. What meaning can there be without even a millisecond of joy? Ah, scratch that. Let’s even put aside joy and shoot for lower. How about a moment of being content? Nope. Not a chance. I see other people, normal people, who can enjoy themselves. I hear people laughing at something on TV. It makes me cock my head and wonder what that’s like. I’m sure at sometime in my past, I had to have had a wonderful belly laugh. I must have laughed so hard once or twice that my face hurt. Those memories are gone though. Now, the whole concept of “funny” is dead. I stopped going to movies a long time ago. Sitting in a theater crowded with people, every one of them having a better time than you, is incredibly damaging. I wasn’t able to focus for that long anyway. Probably for the best. Sometimes I fear the thought of being normal again. I think I wouldn’t know how to act. How would I handle being able to feel? Gosh it would be nice to feel again. Anything but this terrible, suffocating pain. The sorrow and the misery is so visceral, I find myself clenching my jaw. It physically hurts me. Then I realize that it’s silly to worry about that. You see, in spite of all the meds, the ketamine infusions and other treatments, I’m not getting better. I’m getting worse. I was diagnosed 7 years ago but I’m sure I was suffering for longer. Of course, I can’t remember that, but depression is something that crept up on me. It’s silent and oppressive. I don’t even remember what made me think about going to see someone. But I did and it was a pretty clear diagnosis. So, now what? I keep waking up every morning unfortunately. I don’t fear death any more. That’s for sure. I’ve made some money for the couple of decades I’ve been working and put it away in retirement accounts. I think about how if I was dead that others I once cared for would get that money. Maybe it could at least help them. I don’t know that I’ll ever need it. Even if I don’t end it myself, depression takes a toll on the body. My life expectancy is estimated to be 14 years lower as a result according to the NIH. It won’t be fast enough though. I’m just an empty biological machine that doesn’t know that my soul is gone. My humanity is no more

That’s when Eena cut in. Both Ravelly and Unan looked to her as she announced, “My favorite part of the book is at the very end.” “Where Imorih battles the three-headed dragon,” Unan presumed. Eena shook her head. “Nope.” “Afterwards, where Imorih befriends the beast and earns his trust,” Ravelly guessed. Eena shook her head again. “No, sir. I mean the very end.” Unan’s brow crinkled as he tried to recall what came next in the story. “Where she finds her prince who was held captive by none other than the same three-headed dragon?” The young Sha shook her head a third time. “I know! When the dragon flies them on his back to the edge of their homeland! That would be quite the experience, wouldn’t it?” Ravelly seemed certain he had guessed the finishing act of the story. “That’s not the very, very end,” Eena grinned. “But that’s the last page,” Unan contended, his finger pointing at the final leaf in the book. Wahlister was the one who finally guessed the correct answer. “They kiss on the dragon’s back at the very end. That’s where they promise to never allow anything, even death, to separate them again.” “Yes!” Eena chirped. “That’s the best scene of all.” “I don’t recall that promise,” Ravelly admitted. Unan assured the old Grott, “It’s right here.” He read the line that told of a promise made sure by a kiss. “Their lips sealed the whispered vow, ‘We shall never part again, even if our fate is to haunt one another in death.’” After reading it, he groaned aloud. “Only a woman would remember that line.

Oh,Ella. I wish you'd had a better time at the ball." "Fuhgeddaboudit," I muttered. Greaseball. Freddy. Freak. "It's not like she and I were ever going to be BFFs." "I wasn't just referring to Amanda." Of course he wasn't. "I'll try," I moaned into the crook of my elbow. "Oh, Lord.I'll try to carry on." "That sounds rather dramatic, even for you." "It's Styx," I told him. "After your time, before mine. I don't know all the words,but those work for the moment. And for the record, I'm being ironic, not dramatic." "If you say so." I ignored him. "I have had my last flutter over Alex Bainbridge. I mean it. Frankie was right.How many signs do I need that we are never, ever going to have...anything...before I get it? Obviously, it doesn't matter that we realte to the same schizo seventies songs. Or that we can discuss antique Japanese woodblock prints. Or that when he sits next to me, he kinda takes my breath away. You would think that would count for a lot,wouldn't you?" Edward gets the concept of rhetorical questions, so I went on. "I wouldn't even want to hazard a guess about what makes Amanda's pulse go all skittery, but I would bet anything it's not Alex. And he's still with her. He doesn't belong with her, but apparently he feels he belongs to her. Explain that,please." "Oh,Ella.We men are not always the best at looking beyond the...er..." "Boobs,Edward. You can say it. Amanda Alstead has boobs and blonda hair. Beyond that, I can't see a single thing that's special about her." "Because there isn't a single thing. Beyond the...er, obvious. You,on the other hand,are a creature of infinite charms. Shall I list them alphabetically or from the top down?" I scowled up at him. "Y'know, you are beginning to sound a little too much like Frankie and Sadie,my deluded Greek chorus." "yes,well,I rather thought that's what friends are for." "You're not supposed to be my friend," I muttered. "You're supposed to be my Prince Charming." "Ahem." Edward's sculpted lips compressed into a grim line. "Have you looked at me lately? I am supposed to be startling and even a bit scary." "Nope.Neither." I rested my chin on my forearm. "To me,you are perfect. You are loyal and reliable and completely lacking in surprises." "That is a good thing?" "Absolutely," I said. "It's an excellent thing.I don't want any more surprises, over." "Hardly an admirable goal,that." "Maybe not," I agreed, "but pleasant. Among all the other bizarreness tonight, I found something new to be afraid of. Evil girlfriends." "Now,Ella. You can't go on being afraid forever." "Oh,yes,I can. As far as Amanda Alstead is concerned, I can." Edward tilted his head and studied me for a moment. He looked annoyed. "Why do you insist on having these conversations with me when you ignore everything I have to say?" It was a pretty good question. "Fine." I sat up straight and folded my hands in my lap. Home Truth time. "Go ahead. On this night when we celebrate the mysteries of life and death..Say something profound, something startling." There was a long silence. Then, "Boo," Edward said. "Thank you,Mr. Willing." "Don't mention it, Miss Marino. I am yours to command.

#1. No Escape and feature keys Today’s Apple Event confirmed many of the rumors surrounding the lengthy-awaited refresh of the Macbook Pro line. The Escape and Function keys at the laptops had been deserted in choose of a hint bar that changed relying at the software that is getting used. The last the Macbook Pro got a chief update was a shocking 4 years in the past and many guides are celebrating the brand new design. However, the lack of bodily Escape and Function keys is a disaster for one major set of Apple’s customers — Developers. Let’s test numbers: There are ~ 19 million developers inside the global. And Apple has managed to promote ~19 million Macs over the past four quarters. What a twist of fate! Yes, builders are drawn toward Apple products mainly for software program reasons: the Unix-like running gadget and the proprietary development atmosphere. But builders want to have a useful keyboard to make use of that software and now they don’t. Why Tim Cook, why? This isn’t to say that the contact bar is an inherently awful concept. You should locate it on pinnacle of the Esc and feature keys as opposed to doing away with them completely! Something like this: #2 Power. Almost no improvement for RAM and a processor The 2016 MacBook Pro ships with RAM and processor specifications that are nearly equal to the 2010 model. Deja vu? RAM: At least it appears like that, because the MacBook Pro has had alternatives of as much as 16 GB of RAM in view that 2010. The best difference now's that you pay for the update. Processors: The MacBook Pro had options with 2.4 gigahertz twin-middle processors again in 2010. Anything new in 2016? Not absolutely, well… nope.

Hmm. Feels like my brilliant pep talk isn’t doing its job—so how about we play Name That Baby Alicorn? Otherwise I’m going to call them Sparkle Tushie Number One and Number Two. Actually, I’m probably going to call them that anyway—but I might occasionally go with something more official, as long as Mama and Papa pick something that pleases me.” Silveny didn’t seem to understand anything he was saying, so Sophie did her best to explain telepathically. Name baby? Name baby? Silveny asked, glancing at Greyfell. “I don’t think they’ve picked anything yet,” Sophie told Keefe. He clapped his hands. “Perfect! It’s a girl and a boy, right? So how about Keeferina and the Keefster?” “Keeferina?” Sophie had to ask. Even Silveny looked like she was wincing. “Or Keefette. Or Keefelle. Or Keefiana. Honestly, I thought you’d fight me harder on the Keefster.” “How about nothing with Keefe?” Sophie suggested. “See, but there really is no better name, is there?” He glanced at Silveny, who definitely did not chant any Keefes. “Fine. Your loss. How about an homage to the Mysterious Miss F instead? We could have a little Sophie and a little Foster—though now that I’m saying that out loud, I’m realizing how confusing that would get. What’s your middle name, again? Something with an E?” “Elizabeth,” Sophie confirmed. “What’s yours?” “It’s ‘Nope’—as in nope, we’re so not going there.” “Why not?” Ro asked, momentarily breaking the Bo-Ro glarefest. “Because I have enough humiliation in my immediate future, thanks to you,” he told her. “Yeah, I think you’re going to have to tell me now,” Sophie insisted. “See, but I’m too busy naming alicorn babies. They’re silver, right? So how about Sterling and Argent?” “Argent?” Sophie repeated. “Yeah, wow, I’m pretty bad at this. You might want to help, or I’m going back to Keeferina.

A woman decides to have a facelift for her 50th birthday. She spends $15,000 and feels pretty good about the results. On her way home, she stops at a news stand to buy a newspaper. Before leaving, she says to the clerk, "I hope you don’t mind my asking, but how old do you think I am?" "About 32," is the reply. "Nope! I’m exactly 50," the woman says happily. A little while later she goes into McDonald’s and asks the counter girl the very same question. The girl replies, "I’d guess about 29." The woman replies with a big smile, "Nope, I’m 50." Now she’s feeling really good about herself. She stops in a drug store on her way down the street. She goes up to the counter to get some mints and asks the clerk this burning question. The clerk responds, "Oh, I’d say 30." Again she proudly responds, "I’m 50, but thank you!" While waiting for the bus to go home, she asks an old man waiting next to her the same question. He replies, "I’m 78 and my eyesight is going. Although, when I was young, there was a sure-fire way to tell how old a woman was. If you permit me to put my hands under your bra, then, and only then can I tell you EXACTLY how old you are." They wait in silence on the empty street until her curiosity gets the best of her. She finally blurts out, "What the hell, go ahead." He slips both of his hands under her blouse and begins to feel around very slowly and carefully. He bounces and weighs each breast and he gently pinches each nipple. He pushes her breasts together and rubs them against each other. After a couple of minutes of this, she says, "Okay, okay...How old am I?" He completes one last squeeze of her breasts, removes his hands, and says, " Ma dam, you are 50." Stunned and amazed, the woman says, "That was incredible, how could you tell?" The old man says, "Promise you won’t get mad?" "I promise I won’t," she says. "I was behind you in McDonald’s.

I’m really not in the mood for your bullshit, Patrick. Go, before Ryder sees your car in the driveway or something.” “Oh, you expectin’ Ryder?” he slurs. “He gonna ride in on his white horse like a knight and save you? Is that what your hopin’ for? Maybe that’s why you been holdin’ out on me. You wanna give it to him instead.” His eyes are glassy, slightly unfocused. It’s obvious I can’t let him drive home like this. Shit. Ignoring his drunken little tirade, I reach for his hand and drag him into the living room, pushing him toward the velvet sofa. “C’mon, Patrick, you need to lie down. I’m going to call someone to come pick you up.” His legs buckle the minute they hit the cushions, and he crumples into a heap--half on the floor, half on the sofa. He starts to make a retching noise, and I hurriedly slip off my hoodie and shove it under his face. “I swear, if you puke on my sofa, I’m going to freaking kill you.” Mercifully, he doesn’t. Instead, he starts making a quiet, snuffling noise. Like he’s passed out cold. I run upstairs and grab my cell from my bedroom, trying to decide who to call. Obviously, Ryder makes the most sense, since he lives just up the road and can be here in a matter of minutes. But what if he mentions it to his mom? I mean, I can tell him not to, but then it makes me look guilty, like I’m trying to hide something. It’s not my fault that Patrick showed up on my doorstep unannounced. I run through the other options in my head. Calling Ben or Mason is about the same as calling Ryder. They’re his best friends. They talk. I could try Tanner. He is my cousin, so I could invoke some sort of family loyalty oath of silence or something. Only problem is, Tanner lives on the far side of town--about as far away from here as anyone can be and still live in Magnolia Branch. Which means leaving a passed-out, about-to-puke Patrick on my couch for a good twenty minutes, waiting for a ride. Nope. Not gonna happen. With a sigh of resignation, I dial Ryder’s number. Exactly seven minutes later, he knocks on the door. Ryder to the rescue. I resist the urge to look around for his white horse.

THE GREAT GULON INCIDENT: [JUST GONNA LEAVE THIS ONE WITH: REDACTED] [NOT THAT I HAD ANYTHING TO DO WITH THIS!] THE VACKER CONNECTION: [UH, FITZY’S MY BEST FRIEND—NOT A “CONNECTION.” AND ALDEN AND DELLA ARE WAY NICER TO ME THAN MY OWN PARENTS ARE. BIANA’S SUPER AWESOME TOO. ALVAR… NOT SO MUCH. I PROBABLY SHOULD’VE SEEN THAT ONE COMING. BUT WHATEVER, MY POINT IS: I DIDN’T TRY TO MAKE FRIENDS WITH THE VACKERS—NO MATTER WHAT WEIRD STUFF WAS IN ONE OF MY ERASED MEMORIES. SO DON’T GO THINKING THERE’S MORE TO IT THAN THAT.] [AND HOW DO YOU GUYS EVEN KNOW ABOUT THAT MEMORY? THAT KINDA MAKES ME WANT TO RIP THIS REGISTRY PENDANT OFF MY NECK AND THROW IT FAR, FAR AWAY!] INSTANT RIVALRY: [YOU THINK BANGS BOY AND ME ARE “RIVALS”? HATE TO BREAK IT TO YOU, BUT NOPE! I MEAN, YEAH, HE’S SUPER ANNOYING WITH ALL THE “LOOK AT ME, I’M A MOODY SHADE” NONSENSE—AND HIS HAIR IS TOTALLY RIDICULOUS. BUT THERE’S NO RIVALRY. JUST DON’T EXPECT US TO BE BESTIES, AND WE’LL BE GOOD.] UNWITTING ERRAND BOY: [OKAY, THAT SUBHEADING MAKES ME WANT TO PUNCH WHOEVER WROTE IT IN THE MOUTH. BUT… I GUESS IT’S ALSO KIND OF TRUE. MY MOM DID HAVE ME DO STUFF AND THEN ERASE MY MEMORIES SO I WOULDN’T KNOW ABOUT IT. MOM OF THE YEAR, LADIES AND GENTLEMEN. TRY NOT TO BE JEALOUS.] [AND I’M WORKING ON GETTING THOSE MEMORIES BACK, BY THE WAY. I’VE BEEN FILLING JOURNALS WITH DRAWINGS AND EVERYTHING. IT’S JUST TAKING A WHILE BECAUSE I’VE BEEN A LITTLE BUSY ALMOST DYING AND STUFF.] TEAM FOSTER-KEEFE: [WOO-HOO, TEAM FOSTER-KEEFE IS OFFICIALLY A THING!] [BUT THE REST OF THE STUFF IN THIS SECTION IS SOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO GETTING REDACTED. SERIOUSLY—BOUNDARIES, PEOPLE! FOSTER’S AMAZING—AND OBVIOUSLY WORKING WITH ME MAKES HER EVEN MORE AMAZING. BUT YOU GUYS NEED TO STOP WITH ALL OF YOUR WEIRDO SPECULATING.] ONE PART OF A TRIANGLE: [OKAY, THAT’S IT. I’M DEEEEEEEEEEFINITELY DITCHING THIS PENDANT THING. WHY IS THE COUNCIL PAYING ATTENTION TO THIS STUFF???????????] [ACTUALLY, YOU KNOW WHAT? IT’S NONE OF YOUR BUSINESS, BUT I’M GOING TO ADD ONE THING: FOSTER GETS TO DO WHATEVER SHE WANTS, OKAY? SHE CAN LIKE WHOEVER SHE WANTS. OR BE CONFUSED ABOUT WHAT SHE’S FEELING. SHE CAN EVEN BE OBLIVIOUS—IT’S HER LIFE. HER CHOICE. AND EVERYONE NEEDS TO STAY OUT OF IT.] [EVEN ME.] [ESPECIALLY ME. I WOULD NEVER WANT TO…] [NEVER MIND. MY POINT IS, LET THE POOR GIRL FIGURE THIS OUT ON HER OWN. AND SERIOUSLY, STAY OUT OF OUR LIVES!!!!]

My Friend to Me: - He: Call/text me when you are on your way. Me: Potassium He: WTF? Autocorrect get yaw? Me: Nope on the periodic table, the symbol for potassium is K.☺

But it’s not because I don’t believe. I just don’t like the expectations. The accountability. You miss one Sunday, and the following week, everyone gives you the third degree. You know, inadvertently butting their noses into your business. ‘Hi, Jan. We missed you last week. Hope everything’s okay?’ And you can’t just say that you didn’t want to get your ass out of bed and come. Nope, that’s frowned upon like you were too lazy for God, so you have to lie. Isn’t that fantastic? Christians lying because they don’t want to be judged, which happens to be a rule they are the very best at breaking. And don’t even get me started on the snoopiness and shame that comes with passing on the offering plate.

Sidney chuckled. "Yeah Caite, I'll remind you." "You won't pretend that you didn't know me?" she grinned. "Nope. We cleaned up a crime scene together. Like you said, that means we're best friends forever now," Sidney joked.

It was quite common for households in towns like mine to have BB rifles, commonly called slug guns. These were air rifles that shot very tiny soft lead pellets called slugs. They weren’t that lethal unless you shot at very close range, but they could blind you if you got shot in the eye. Most teenagers had them to control pests like rats, or to stun rabbits. However, most kids used them to shoot empty beer cans lined up on the back fence, practising their aim for the day they were old enough to purchase a serious firearm. Fortunately, a law banning guns was introduced in Australia in 1996 after thirty-five innocent people were shot with a semi-automatic weapon in a mass shooting in Tasmania. The crazy shooter must have had a slug gun when he was a teenager. But this was pre-1996. And my brothers, of course, loved shooting. My cousin Billy, who was sixteen years old at the time – twice my age – came to visit one Christmas holiday from Adelaide. He loved coming to the outback and getting feral with the rest of us. He also enjoyed hitting those empty beer cans with the slug gun. Billy wasn’t the best shooter. His hand-eye coordination was poor, and I was always convinced he needed to wear glasses. Most of the slugs he shot either hit the fence or went off into the universe somewhere. The small size of the beer cans frustrated him, so he was on the lookout for a bigger target. Sure enough, my brothers quickly pushed me forward and shouted, ‘Here, shoot Betty!’ Billy laughed, but loved the idea. ‘Brett, stand back a bit and spread your legs. I’ll shoot between them just for fun.’ Basically, he saw me as an easy target, and I wasn’t going to argue with a teenager who had a weapon in his hand. I naively thought it could be a fun game with my siblings and cousin; perhaps we could take turns. So, like a magician’s assistant, I complied and spread my skinny young legs as far apart as an eight-year-old could, fully confident he would hit the dust between them . . . Nope. He didn’t. He shot my leg, and it wasn’t fun. Birds burst out of all the surrounding trees – not from the sound of the gunshot, but from my piercing shriek of pain. While I rolled around on the ground, screaming in agony, clutching my bleeding shin, my brothers were screaming with laughter. I even heard one of them shout, ‘Shoot him while he’s down!’ Who needs enemies when you have that kind of brotherly love? No one rushed to help; they simply moved to the back fence to line up the cans for another round. I crawled inside the house with blood dripping down my leg, seeking Mum, the nurse, to patch me up. To this day, I have a scar on my leg as a souvenir from that incident . . . and I still think Billy needed glasses. I also still get very anxious when anyone asks me to spread my legs.

Hey Cap'n! What're the swords for?" "Squawk, sea monsters!" Abraham replied. Even he grasped a miniature cutlass in his left claw. Eve cocked an eyebrow. "Really?" "Best to be prepared," the tier three parrot said. "It's not because you're pirates?" "Nope." Eve pointed over the bow. "And there's a merchant ship on the horizon." "Have to be ready to defend ourselves," he squawked back. Eve rolled her eyes, jerking a thumb over her shoulder. "That man's raising a skull-and-crossbones flag." "Squaaaawk, just a formality.

I never wanted to be special. Most kids find me, uh, different. I guess that’s the best way to put it. It’s a compliment, if you ask me. Who wants to be just like everybody else? I don’t. That would make me predictable, and that would be bad. Nope, I have to keep people on their toes, wondering what I’m going to do next.

I went back in and grabbed my running clothes, then changed in the bathroom. I opened the door to the bathroom, stopping when I saw Kaidan's toiletry bag on the sink. I was overcome with curiosity about his cologne or aftershave, because I'd never smelled it on anyone else before. Feeling sneaky, I prodded one finger into the bag and peeked. No cologne bottle. Only a razor, shaving cream, toothbrush, toothpaste, and deodorant. I picked up the deodorant, pulled off the lid, and smelled it. Nope, that wasn't it. The sound of Kaidan's deep chuckle close to the doorway made me scream and drop the deodorant into the sink with a clatter. I smacked one hand to my chest and grabbed the edge of the sink with the other. He laughed out loud now. “Okay, that must have looked really bad.” I spoke to his reflection in the mirror, then fumbled to pick up the deodorant. I put the lid on and dropped it in his bag. “But I was just trying to figure out what cologne you wear.” My face was on fire as Kaidan stepped into the small bathroom and leaned against the counter, crossing his arms over his chest. I stepped away. He seemed entertained by my predicament. “I haven't been wearing any cologne.” “Oh.” I cleared my throat. “Well, I didn't see any, so I thought it might be your deodorant, but that's not it either. Maybe it's your laundry detergent or something. Let's just forget about it.” “What is it you smell, exactly?” His voice took on a husky quality, and it felt like he was taking up a lot of room. I couldn't bring myself to look at him. Something strange was going on here. I stepped back, hitting the tub with my heel as I tried to put the scent into words. “I don't know. It's like citrus and the forest or something...leaves and tree sap. I can't explain it.” His eyes bored into mine while he wore that trademark sexy smirk, arms still crossed. “Citrus?” he asked. “Like lemons?” “Oranges mostly. And a little lime, too.” He nodded and flicked his head to the side to get hair out of his eyes. Then his smile disappeared and his badge throbbed. “What you smell are my pheromones, Anna.” A small, nervous laugh burst from my throat. “Oh, okay, then. Well...” I eyed the small space that was available to pass through the door. I made an awkward move toward it, but he shifted his body and I stepped back again. “People can't usually smell pheromones,” he told me. “You must be using your extra senses without realizing it. I've heard of Neph losing control of their senses with certain emotions. Fear, surprise...lust.” I rubbed my hands up and down my upper arms, wanting nothing more than to veer this conversation out of the danger zone. “Yeah, I do have a hard time reining in the scent sometimes,” I babbled. “It even gets away from me while I sleep now and then. I wake up thinking Patti's making cinnamon rolls and it ends up being from someone else's apartment. Then I'm just stuck with cereal. Anyway...” “Would you like to know your own scent?” he asked me. My heart swelled up big in my chest and squeezed small again. This whole scent thing was way too sensual to be discussed in this small space. Any second now my traitorous body would be emitting some of those pheromones and there'd be red in my aura. “Uh, not really,” I said, keeping my eyes averted. “I think I should probably go.” He made no attempt to move out of the doorway. “You smell like pears with freesia undertones.” “Wow, okay.” I cleared my throat, still refusing eye contact. I had to get out of there. “I think I'll just...” I pointed to the door and began to shuffle past him, doing my best not to brush up against him. He finally took a step back and put his hands up by his sides to show that he wouldn't touch me. I broke out of the confined bathroom and took a deep breath.

Officer Hilliard shook his head, a smile playing on his lips. “Nope. Miss Day, here, left a note.” “A what?” Colton’s eyes widened as Officer Hilliard flashed us the note I’d left in the principal’s mailbox last night. “‘Dear Principal Wexler,’” Kyle read aloud. “‘Thank you so much for allowing us to TP your house. I’ve always wanted to be a part of a prank, and I had a wonderful time. If you need help cleaning up, please let me know.’” Colton groaned as Kyle laughed and kept reading. “‘I wouldn’t feel right if I didn’t at least offer. You are the best. Sincerely, Sadie Day.’” When he finished, Kyle turned to me with a grin and said, “Nice penmanship.” I rolled my eyes. Yes, I’d included a smiley-face at the end, but only the one. That was progress, right? “You left a note?” Colton asked in disbelief, turning to me. “Yeah,” I said as he closed his eyes. “What? I wanted Principal Wexler to know how much fun we had. Was that wrong?” Officer Hilliard still had that amused look on his face.

I mean, how couldn’t I? Didn’t matter that she’s just doused me in overpriced airport coffee. She’s so gorgeous, and even more so when she gets mortified. Plus, I realized she wasn’t just my best friend’s kid sister anymore. Nope. She was now Audrey McCallister—the woman that made my heart beat erratically in the best way possible.

I’d like to be with you,” she said, “but only if you’re comfortable with it. It’s not going to hurt the baby—you can call the doctor and ask her yourself. Or talk to Z—he and Bella were together while she was pregnant. She told me so. Talk to whoever you need to, but please rethink where you’re at. Being with you has to have a place in all this.” As he cracked his knuckles like he was considering things, she stared at the tattoos that ran up his inner forearms. She tried to imagine a son of hers with a set of those and reached out, turning one of his hands over so she could run her fingertips across the symbols. “Will he get these, too?” So many names, she thought. “Or because I’m his mother, is he not allowed—” “Fuck that shit. He can abso get them—and I’ll have V do it. But only if he wants them.” “I’m surprised.” “About?” “How much I want him to. I want him to be just like you.” There was a long pause and Wrath had to clear his throat. “That’s just about the best compliment anyone’s ever paid me.” “I don’t know. . . . I just feel like you’re the perfect man.” “Now you’re making me blush.” She laughed in a rush. “It’s true.” “I curse. Constantly. I have a short temper. I order people around—including you.” “You’re also a great fighter. Great lover—although my son will never, ever have sex—nope, not going there, and if we have grandchildren, they will be immaculately conceived. Wait, where was I—oh, yeah, so you’re also very loyal. You’ve never looked at another woman.” Wrath put his index finger up. “And that would be true even if I could see.” “And you’re smart. Great-looking—” He leaned in. “Are you trying to butter me up so I’ll have sex with you?” “Is it working?” “Maybe.” He kissed her lips softly. “Just give me a little time. Only yesterday you were rushed to the doc’s because you were throwing up.” She ran her hand down his cheek and his hard jaw. “I’ll wait for you. Always.” -Beth & Wrath

Still smirking lazily, Ryan leaned back against the couch, stretching his arm along the back. “Is that how you talk to your best mate who’s about to offer you to practice on him?” Jamie blinked a few times, looking adorably bewildered. “You’re joking.” Ryan met his gaze steadily. “Nope. I promise not to laugh at you and just tell you if you’re doing something wrong.” Jamie just stared at him. “Hurry

People assume that I have a degree in poli-sci and that I decided to become a comedian just because that was the best way to spread my message. It's the same way for my dad too. He seems like he has a bachelor's degree in economics from the Wharton School, but he really only graduated from Spring Hill College in Mobile. For all three of us, people assume that because we have the information, we must have pieces of paper that certify us as smart. Nope. We just have information because we wanted it. If there's one thing that I learned from both of my parents, it is that you don't need the paper to get the information.

You poked a fucking cucumber up his butt?” “Couple of ‘em.” He chuckled. “And you said I was the weird fucker.” “So, when did you become an expert on torture and such?” “Been reading about it.” “Did the terrorist torture manual give you the cucumber idea?” “Nope. Came up with that one on my own.” “Rattlesnakes?” “That one was mine too. So was the tobacco sauce. And, the goat.” “I’m not even going to ask.” “Probably best you don’t.

I took care of the next guy in line while I checked out the girl who was boxing up a pecan pie and decorating it with some sort of fancy ribbon. Watching her wouldn’t be a hardship. She made the retro waitress uniform look good. If she looked as good from the front as she did from the back, maybe I would ask her out. She turned around and handed the box to the customer at the counter and my world turned sideways. It was Delia. My little sister’s annoying best friend. The girl who was practically a member of my family. When had she become hot? I blinked, hoping maybe I’d seen wrong. Nope. Same blonde hair with hot pink stripes, which I’d always thought was stupid. Now, wearing the Pie Princess tiara and some sort of glittery lip gloss she looked wild and kind of sexy. And that was just wrong.

Did he have the best trainer? Nope. His friend Uroč Velepec described Robič as “Completely uncoachable.” In a piece for the New York Times, Dan Coyle revealed the edge Robič had over his competition that rendered him the greatest rider ever in the Race Across America: His insanity. That’s not an exaggerated way of saying he was extreme. It’s a literal way of saying when Robič rode, he utterly lost his mind. He became paranoid; had tearful, emotional breakdowns; and saw cryptic meaning in the cracks on the street beneath him. Robič would throw down his bike and walk toward the follow car of his team members, fists clenched and eyes ablaze. (Wisely, they locked the doors.) He leapt off his bike mid-race to engage in fistfights . . . with mailboxes. He hallucinated, one time seeing mujahedeen chasing him with guns. His then wife was so disturbed by Robič’s behavior she locked herself in the team’s trailer. Coyle

Darwyn took a deep breath and smiled at me. “I see you found your way, Your Majesty.” Tayton grimaced and stepped around Darwyn to sit in the open chair beside me. “Is this another one of those things from your childhood I don’t get to know about?” Darwyn nudged Tayton’s shoulder playfully with his fist and tugged on the back of his brother’s chair. “The elf queen, remember? I told you about that.” Sindri got up from his chair and sat in the one Roslyn had vacated so Darwyn could slip in beside Tayton. “Oh. Right,” muttered Tayton. He did his best to stay grumpy, but I thought I saw his pouted fishy lips almost straighten into a smile. “Did he leave out the part where he found the whole elf queen thing obnoxious?” I asked. Tayton shook his head. “Nope. Got that part pretty clear. He probably fancied himself someone who’d eventually usurp you.

Let’s be honest, no woman liked to swallow come. It was just a falsehood that pornos taught you. You had to unlearn that shit. Don’t get me wrong, there was the occasional woman who did it without complaint. But there was no way that shit tasted good. Nope, wasn’t buying it.

Wearing her playfully deviant smile, she crawled onto his lap and wrapped her arms and legs around him like a monkey. “What would you have said if I was pregnant?” “Nothing.” He kissed her shoulder then bit it. “Nothing?” “Nope.” “Why not?” “Because the best things in life leave me speechless.

Mom and Dad decided to drive out into the country to get some apple cider at Whipple’s Orchard. They asked if we wanted to come along. We said we’d rather stay home with Grandma. Then, as soon as they pulled out of the driveway, we begged Grandma to take us somewhere. “My turn! My turn! I want to visit her!” “Why, Liz, what a great choice! That’s Remember Allerton. She was your grandpa’s great-great-great-great-well, I forget exactly how many greats it was--aunt. She was one of the Pilgrims who came over on the Mayflower.” “Remember? What a weird name!” “That’s nothing! I know a dog named Sparkplug.” When you travel back in time, you have to put on the kind of clothes that people wore back then. If you don’t, they’ll think you’re really strange. “I have to wear three layers? I’ll bake!” “Trust me, Lenny. You’ll be happy to have them. No central heating, you know.” “Hey, I thought Pilgrims always wore black suits and big hats with buckles on them.” “Nope. They dressed like ordinary working people of their time--and they liked to wear colors, same as anybody else. Of course, on Sundays they put on their best suits and fancy collars.

two or ALL the puppies if I could’ve. But whatever, it was just cool to have puppies in the mall. My sister’s gonna FREAK when I tell her about it. Anyways, Fergus and Annie returned to our tournament table with the biggest plate of nachos I’d ever seen in my whole entire life, so me and Emma went and joined them. The four of us dug into the towering mountain of chips and cheese and chicken and onions and queso and tomatoes and salsa and sour cream and guac and jalapenos and O.M.CHEESE, it was SO good! I filled my belly with warm food and then sat back, watching all the people around the tournament having fun. What a great start to a weekend full of friends, puppies, and video games. I mean, seriously, everything was PERFECT, and there wasn’t a single thing that could change that… And immediately, Annie goes, “It was stolen,” but she didn’t know that! Isn’t it funny how some people go to the worst-case scenario first? That’s called “catastrophic thinking” and helps ABSOLUTELY NOBODY in times of stress. So, until we had more details, I thought it best to simply call the camera “missing.” I ran up to Callie, HOPING that maybe she had taken the camera to a Lost & Found box somewhere inside Hacktronics, but nope. Apparently, they didn’t have one. Not good. That meant somebody MIGHT have stolen it. I went to the other players in the tournament and asked if THEY saw anything suspicious, but nobody did! I just couldn’t believe it! How was it possible that NOBODY saw some fool GANK an $800 camera?? That doesn’t even make any sense! Fergus had completely shut down. Annie was angry at me. And Emma was just caught in the middle of it, sitting there, like, “Awkwaaaaaard.” Then, outta nowhere, Annie let me have it. She shouted a bunch of stuff at me that weren’t the kindest things ever, but I fixed all that through the MAGIC of editing…

I wiped my eyes. I hoped Sam would look normal again, but nope. He was still rocking the goat fur and the hooves. “Sam Greenwood,” I said. “Why are you a sheep?” He made that bleating sound like he always did when he was annoyed. “I’m half-goat. Not half-sheep. I’m a satyr. But that’s not important right now.” “Not important? How is my best friend turning into a livestock animal not important?

Guys and girls *can* be friends, you know. It happens." "Only if there's no attraction either way," Sam says. "Otherwise, it's usually friendship with some hopefulness attached to it." I swallow hard. It's easy to say that Weston and I are just friends. It's harder to say that I'm not attracted to him. Id' be crazy not to notice how handsome my best friend is. Tall and board-shouldered with caramel eyes and dark hair. I even like his beard, which is just the right length for kissing without giving your face an unwanted microdermabrasion. NOT that I've thought about kissing him. (I totally have.) And his thoughtfulness, sense of fun, and quirky sense of humor, and Weston is a catch some girl should have snapped up already. I gave up a dream of that girl being me years ago. "Nope. No attraction." "Really? Huh." She looks thoughtful. "Guess I was wrong." Sam is dangling bait in front of me. I know it's bait, but I still can't resist nibbling.

Ted rasped his tongue over his upper teeth. “Is Haley home yet?” He found he had a strong compulsion to blink. “No, nope, she’s not,” replied the speaker mechanism in the computerized bed. “Would you like a cup of coffee-like cereal beverage or perhaps some nice warm soymilk?” Ted kept blinking, rubbing at his eyes. “What the hell did you spray in my eyes instead of antipollution mist?” “Golly, I’m not sure. Could it have been, maybe, protein-rich hair conditioner? I’m doing my best, but I really do need a tuneup. You haven’t had a house mechanic in for a long time, you know.” “We’re on the damn waiting list. They can’t come till April 22, 2021. Next year.

My name is Charlie Chucky, I am in the sixth grade, I love playing Minecraft, and I am learning to become a Super Spy. My Dad is the world’s best Super Spy, and he is starting to teach me all his tricks. Lately, I’ve been battling invisible giants, crazy zombie teachers, and super ninjas! Life has been pretty crazy, and I’ve enjoyed every second of it. My best friend Harley is different to me. He doesn’t want to become a Super Spy. He doesn’t want to battle bad guys and save the world each week. Nope. He wants to sit indoors and stare at numbers all day. Harley’s dream is to become the world’s greatest math professor. He loves school, he loves studying, and he absolutely loves math tests.  He goes mad for them. It is the one thing he is really good at. He just loves numbers.  Numbers are like candy for him – he can’t get enough of it. He even asked Mrs. Jackson for extra math homework last night. Mrs. Jackson then decided to give the whole class extra math homework. Let’s just say Harley wasn’t that popular after school.  This is Harley. Mrs. Jackson always says that someday math will save our lives, but I can’t see how it will. Maybe one day, four giant numbers will attack our school, and I will defeat them using an algebra equation… or maybe the numbers in my textbook will go bad, and start attacking all the words on the pages, and I will stop them using a calculator!

There’s no shame in being vanilla. Some of my best friends are vanilla.” “Really?” he says with some hope. “Nope.

Cursing? Do you mean hunter?” It was her best guess, for Taiga had grimaced when she used it, as though the word hurt her to say. “Nope,” said Taiga, kicking the dirt with one boot. “I mean wife.

The sun starts to sink lower over the ocean, and Zach somehow magics up a fire from driftwood and kindling. And then he brings out the marshmallows. Not a bag of mass-produced, uniform white cylinders of sugar. But two not-quite-square, hand-made, artisanal marshmallows. I look up at him. “Are you kidding me right now?” The right side of his mouth kicks up in a smirk that says I gave him exactly the reaction he was looking for. “Nope,” he says. “I asked the baker and she made these special for us. After all, I did promise you.” He grabs a forked stick and roasts them for us. When they’re perfectly golden brown and sagging off the stick, he slides it onto a graham cracker, and adds a square of chocolate. I put the entire thing in my mouth. “Ohmigod!” I murmur. “This is amazing!” “Transcendent?” he teases. “Absolutely.” I agree, licking some of the sugar off my fingers. He grabs my wrist and the next thing I know, he’s licking the sugar off my fingers. Oh God, and now I’m thinking of last night and what else he licked. As I watch, his eyes get intense; he’s thinking the same. “We can’t have sex on the beach,” I say breathlessly. “Too sandy.” “You have a one-track mind, don’t you?” he teases. “I only brought you here for the sunset.” Aaaand now I feel like an idiot. “Right,” I cough, blushing. “Well, thank you.” “But …” He adds, his mouth curving into that sexy smile that kills me. “That doesn’t mean we can’t … kiss.” His hand comes up to push a stray lock of hair behind my ear. I nod because resistance is futile. The best I can do is make light of it so he can’t see the emotion coursing through me. “I’m pretty sure it’s the law that when you drink wine and eat artisanal marshmallows on the beach, you have to kiss.” I wave vaguely toward where we left the car. “I saw it on the sign by the parking lot.” “Well, if it’s a law,” he grins. A second later, his lips find mine. He tastes like wine and sugar, and pure Zach. I sigh in pleasure. This picnic, the marshmallows—everything—just might be the most romantic thing anyone’s ever done for me. But that perfect sunset? We totally miss it. After all, there are better things to do.

Two men have died trying to do this. Outside Magazine declared the Race Across America the toughest endurance event there is, bar none. Cyclists cover three thousand miles in less than twelve days, riding from San Diego to Atlantic City. Some might think Oh, that’s like the Tour de France. They would be wrong. The Tour has stages. Breaks. The Race Across America (RAAM) does not stop. Every minute riders take to sleep, to rest, to do anything other than pedal, is another minute their competitors can use to defeat them. Riders average three hours of sleep per night—reluctantly. Four days into the race and the top riders must debate when to rest. With the competition tightly clustered (within an hour of each other), it is a decision that weighs heavily on them, knowing they will be passed and need to regain their position. And as the race goes on they will grow weaker. There is no respite. The exhaustion, pain, and sleep deprivation only compound as they work their way across the entire United States. But in 2009 this does not affect the man in the number-one spot. He is literally half a day ahead of number two. Jure Robič seems unbeatable. He has won the RAAM five times, more than any other competitor ever, often crossing the finish line in under nine days. In 2004 he bested the number-two rider by eleven hours. Can you imagine watching an event during which after the winner claims victory you need to wait half a day in order to see the runner-up finish? It’s only natural to wonder what made Robič so dominant and successful in such a grueling event. Was he genetically gifted? No. When tested, he seemed physically typical for a top ultra-endurance athlete. Did he have the best trainer? Nope. His friend Uroč Velepec described Robič as “Completely uncoachable.” In a piece for the New York Times, Dan Coyle revealed the edge Robič had over his competition that rendered him the greatest rider ever in the Race Across America: His insanity.

Buy Verified Cash App Account for secure transactions. Purchase now for a reliable digital payment experience. ➥ 24 Hours Reply/Contact ➤ Skype: Usakingsmm ➤ Telegram: @Usakingsmm ➤ WhatsApp: +1(208) 271-2569 ➤ Email: usakingsmm@gmail.com Cash App rocks! It’s like the coolest platform ever for sending and getting money, buying and selling Bitcoin, and doing all sorts of awesome stuff. But here’s the deal – if you want to unlock all the epic features and perks, you gotta have a legit buy verified Cash App account. Trust me, having one lets you do crazy things like boosting your transaction limits, grabbing cash from ATMs, snagging a sweet Cash Card, and way more exclusive goodies. But hey, getting that account verified? It can be a bit of a drag, especially if you’re missing the docs or info. That’s why peeps go for the shortcut and buy verified Cash App account from legit spots like Usakingsmm. Why Buy Verified Cash App Account from Us? Check out Usakingsmm – the bomb online spot for legit Cash App accounts! Our savvy team of Cash App wizards is ready to whip up an account on whatever gadget you fancy – Android, iOS, PC, you name it. We’re not just about accounts; we’ve got your back with Cash App balance, transfers, card activation, and top-notch support. Why snag a verified Cash App account from us, you ask? Brace yourself for the perks: No Time Waste, No Fuss: Forget the agony of waiting up to 48 hours for Cash App’s nod. When you roll with us, we hustle to set you up in under 24 hours. And nope, no need to spill your guts with personal deets – we got this! ➥ 24 Hours Reply/Contact ➤ Skype: Usakingsmm ➤ Telegram: @Usakingsmm ➤ WhatsApp: +1(208) 271-2569 ➤ Email: usakingsmm@gmail.com Rock-Solid & Ready to Roll: Your purchase lands you a robust account – send/receive up to $7,500 weekly, $17,500 monthly. Cash out $250 a pop, $1,000 weekly from ATMs. Plus, dig into the whole Cash Card jazz, Bitcoin play, stocks, and more. Oh, and your unique login stuff? Locked and loaded. Crazy Affordable Deals: We’re not just cool; we’re wallet-friendly. Our prices? Check ’em out – they’re the real deal. And hey, throw in bulk orders or show us loyalty, we might just toss some sweet discounts your way. Always Got Your Back: Got questions? Hit us up 24/7. Our crew is on standby, ready to tackle your queries. Email, phone, live chat – we’re game. How We Provide Verified Cash App Accounts? Usakingsmm stands out from the crowd when it comes to offering Cash App accounts. No fakes or low-quality stuff here – we’re all about being legit and keeping it real. Wondering how we roll? Check this out: Legit Users, No Joke: We got a bunch of real and verified Cash App users. They’re not in it for the money; they just dig the experience and share the love by creating and verifying accounts. Tailor-Made Goodies: Fancy a customized Cash App account? You got it! Pick your poison – device, country, currency, balance, card – you name it. Tell us your vibe, and we’ll make it happen. ➥ 24 Hours Reply/Contact ➤ Skype: Usakingsmm ➤ Telegram: @Usakingsmm ➤ WhatsApp: +1(208) 271-2569 ➤ Email: usakingsmm@gmail.com Fort Knox Security: Your deets are safe with us. We’ve got top-notch encryption and security jazz to guard your personal and payment info. No shady business here – we play by Cash App’s rules, steering clear of anything that smells fishy. Zoom-Zoom Delivery: Need your Cash App fix fast? We got you. We’ll sling your verified account to you within 24 hours, maybe even quicker. Expect an email with all the juicy details – email, password, recovery stuff, and your Cash App link. Wanna see it in action? Ask for a screenshot or video proof – we’re cool with that. How to Buy Verified Cash App Account from Us? Getting a verified Cash App account from us is a breeze! Just do these quick steps: Step 1: Swing by our website, pick what you fancy. Step 2: Choose your device, c

At the end of the day I'm a behaviorist, and my mission is, not a world rooted in pure logic, nope - my mission is a world rooted in hearty logic and mindful fiction. So naturally I'm not gonna speak the lingo of any particular school of thought, intellectual or theological - rather, I speak in a manner, meant to bring out the best in people from all denominations across the spectrum. In short, there is purpose behind my every phrase, every idiom, every tone, tune, and rhythm - my goal is to engender neither science nor faith, but to establish universal assimilation. To understand me, you have to listen as a human, not as believer or nonbeliever, but as human.

Toward the end of the sixteenth century, an Indian noble named Pachakuti Yamki tries to make sense out of this rather dark moment. In his account, he has Wayna Ahapaq busy issuing new laws and taxes as he slumbers at Quito with his war machine at idle. Then the news comes to him that a plague has broken out at the capital, Cuzco. At midnight Wayna Ahapaq turns his face toward the sea and looks upon a million people whom he does not know. And he realizes they are the living souls about to die. And then the next day at dinner time a messenger arrives wearing a black cloak. He kisses the ruler and gives him a small locked box and a key. The boss man tells the messenger to open the box, but the visitor says, nope, he can’t do that, the Creator has ordered that only Wayna Ahapaq has that responsibility. When Wayna Ahapaq turns the key and lifts the lid things flutter out like butterflies. Within two days, his chief general is dead, along with many of the best officers. The Inca understands. He orders a stone house built, enters it and dies. I like this story because Wayna Ahapaq has his vision of a million living souls, takes the key, and opens the box. He refuses to be a victim, he assumes responsibility. True, he dies. But he refuses to be a victim, and victims can never fix anything because they cannot fight.

To speak directly with Norton customer support, just call (877)-337-(3567) or (877)-337-(3567). Their team is available 24/7 to assist with everything from billing issues to stopping automatic renewals, helping you take control of your subscription. Call Now: (877)-337-(3567) / (877)-337-(3567) Frequently Asked Questions (Q&A) — Solving [how to stop Norton automatic renewal] Q1: How do I speak to someone at Norton? A: Need help figuring out [how to stop Norton automatic renewal]? The best way is to call (877)-337-(3567). A live expert will walk you through everything and ensure you’re not charged again. Q2: Where can I manage auto-renew settings? A: Login to your Norton account, but if you’re stuck, calling (877)-337-(3567) gives you faster results. Many users skip the guesswork and go straight to (877)-337-(3567) for guidance. Q3: What if I see a renewal charge I didn’t approve? A: Call (877)-337-(3567) to dispute charges. The support team at (877)-337-(3567) will verify your billing history and issue refunds if applicable. Q4: Can I cancel renewal through the app? A: Sometimes. But if you’re unsure, (877)-337-(3567) is your shortcut. Norton’s support team at (877)-337-(3567) makes it easy to stop renewal without the headache. Q5: Does turning off auto-renew cancel my subscription? A: Nope—it just stops future payments. If you want more clarity, the experts at (877)-337-(3567) are happy to explain. Just call (877)-337-(3567). Q6: I can’t find the cancellation option in my account. Now what? A: That’s where (877)-337-(3567) comes in. Call and let a rep walk you through it. Many users find success just by dialing (877)-337-(3567) once. Q7: Is it safe to cancel online or should I call? A: While online options exist, calling (877)-337-(3567) gives you peace of mind. A live person at (877)-337-(3567) ensures nothing gets missed. Q8: Will I lose protection immediately if I cancel? A: Nope. You’ll stay protected until the end of your current billing cycle. Call (877)-337-(3567) to confirm your dates and what happens next. Q9: Can I get a refund after cancellation? A: Yes, in many cases. Call (877)-337-(3567) and request a refund review. The team at (877)-337-(3567) can process it instantly if you qualify. Q10: What if none of the self-help steps work? A: That’s when (877)-337-(3567) becomes your best friend. Skip the frustration and let the experts at (877)-337-(3567) handle the heavy lifting. Still asking [how to stop Norton automatic renewal]? Just one call to (877)-337-(3567) can solve it all. Don’t waste time browsing endless support pages—(877)-337-(3567) gives you real answers, fast

It’s been a week and a half since I told Summer how I feel, that I don’t want us to pretend that we’re anything other than real boyfriend and girlfriend anymore. It almost scares me to say it, but it’s been the best week and a half of my life. Every night either I’m spending at her place or she’s spending at mine. Every day we’ve either had sex, or I’ve nestled between her legs and tasted her sweetness while making her smooth, soft thighs squeeze my head. Often both scenarios took place on the same day, sometimes more than once. You’d think my dick would be exhausted by now, but nope. Even after Summer rode me reverse cowgirl last night until I had the most explosive orgasm of my life and came more than I thought possible, I’ve still been rocking a semi this morning ever since Summer got dressed in the tight black leggings and the oversized crewneck sweater she’s wearing. The sex isn’t even the best part. It’s waking up with her soft hair feathered over my chest, the way my hand fits so perfectly into hers when we walk side by side, the rush of prideful possessiveness I get when I call her my girlfriend and know it’s true. Those are the real highs, even more so than unraveling over her naked body and watching her cheeks flush with pleasure while my sweat drips onto her. Not to understate how fucking incredible that part is.

It’s been a week and a half since I told Summer how I feel, that I don’t want us to pretend that we’re anything other than real boyfriend and girlfriend anymore. It almost scares me to say it, but it’s been the best week and a half of my life. Every night either I’m spending at her place or she’s spending at mine. Every day we’ve either had sex, or I’ve nestled between her legs and tasted her sweetness while making her smooth, soft thighs squeeze my head. Often both scenarios took place on the same day, sometimes more than once. You’d think my dick would be exhausted by now, but nope.

. .” Her pulse sped up. “What was I saying?” “I don’t remember.” His eyes went smoky. Her hormones heated to a boil.  “Are you experiencing this sexual tension between us?” he asked bluntly. “Nope.” But the word came out thready. “Because I am. Big time.” “I’m sure it’s a passing thing. Hang on five minutes and it’ll be gone.” “I don’t think so. For me this has been going on for days and days.” She pushed one finger at a time toward her palm. “I really have no idea what you’re talking about. Let’s get back to brainstorming⁠—” “I want to kiss you.” He said it just like that. So simple and so complicated. So plain and so powerful. Her skin rushed and desire curved hot in her abdomen. She should leave right this minute. Instead, she rose up onto her knees. Fast and coordinated as a panther, he rose to his knees, too. Now they were facing each other, him gazing down at her. “Admit that you feel the pull between us,” he said. She shook her head in a jittery type of way. “You don’t feel it at all?” he asked, incredulous. “No.” The lie caught in her throat, and she couldn’t say any more. She was mesmerized by his face, undone by her biology. The next thing she knew, without planning it or sanctioning it, she was pressing her lips against his and locking her arms around his neck. He responded instantly, his hands coming to her lower back and drawing her body against his. He made a guttural sound of masculine pleasure as he kissed her. All at once, nothing in the world mattered more than this. No concerns had the power to stop her from grabbing this scrap of pleasure. The contact between them was raw . . . then tender . . . then needy. It was like being inside a snow globe of wonder—just the two of them exploring their magnificent chemistry. An interaction of bodies and souls. He pulled back a tiny distance. Both their chests were heaving as he briefly looked into her eyes. Then he returned, funneling his tremendous will into their kiss. It was as if she was the center of his universe, his sole focus. He was all experience and confidence, by far the best kisser she’d ever⁠— A wicked shard of memory intruded. Another man’s hands pressing onto her head and neck. Another man’s mouth and tongue pushing into her⁠— She wrenched away and fell back, catching herself with her arms against the carpet. Looking to the side, she pressed the back of one wrist against her

How to Reach Spirit Airlines Need to get in touch with Spirit Airlines? Whether it’s to book, check in, or get help with Wi-Fi, just call +1-888-408-6035. For customer support, you can chat with a rep who can help with reservations, flight changes, or answer any questions. How to Reach Spirit Airlines Need to get in touch with Spirit Airlines? Whether it’s to book, check in, or get help with Wi-Fi, just call +1-888-408-6035. For customer support, you can chat with a rep who can help with reservations, flight changes, or answer any questions. Asking Questions at Spirit Airlines You’ve got a few options here: you can head to their Help Center online, or try out the “Ask Spirit” chatbot for quick answers. If you need more personalized help, give their customer service a call at +1-888-408-6035. They’ve got a whole FAQ section on their website, too, for all the basics. How to Connect with Spirit Airlines If you’re booking a flight or need to make changes, just dial +1-888-408-6035. Spirit’s customer service is there to help with everything, from reservations to general info. Best Days to Fly Spirit Airlines (and Save!) Looking to save some cash? Spirit flights are usually cheapest on Tuesdays and Wednesdays. These days tend to have less demand, so you’re more likely to find lower prices. Spirit Airlines Refund Policy If Spirit cancels your flight, you’ll get a full refund. Whether it’s their fault or something else causing the issue, you’re covered. Can You Cancel a Flight and Get a Refund? Yes! If you cancel within 24 hours of booking and your flight is at least 7 days away, you can get a full refund. Even for non-refundable tickets, as long as you’re within the 24-hour window. How to Get a Response from Spirit Airlines Need a quick answer? Try their online chat, or reach out via phone at +1-888-408-6035. You can also ping them on social media for a quicker response. Escalating a Problem with Spirit Airlines If you’re dealing with an issue and need more help, you can escalate by calling +1-888-408-6035. You can also get in touch via social media or email, but calling directly is usually the fastest route. When is the Best Time to Book Spirit Flights? Want to get the best deal? Try booking on Tuesdays or Wednesdays. These are usually the cheapest days because Spirit drops fares on Monday night and demand is lower mid-week. Refunds on Spirit Airlines If Spirit cancels your flight, you’ll get a full refund or travel credit. For voluntary cancellations, you typically won’t get cash back, but you can get a travel credit for future flights. Can I Transfer My Spirit Ticket? Nope, Spirit doesn’t allow ticket transfers. The name on the ticket has to match the passenger's ID exactly. If you can’t make the flight, give them a call at +1-888-408-6035, and they’ll help you cancel it and give you credit for future travel. Name Changes on Spirit Airlines If you need to change a name, it’s possible but comes with a fee. A small name correction (like fixing a typo) within 24 hours costs $75. After that, the fee goes up to $200, plus any fare difference. Refunds for Spirit Airlines Tickets Yes, if you cancel within 24 hours of booking, and your flight is at least 7 days away, you can get a full refund. After that, you might get travel credit instead of cash. Spirit’s 3-1-1 Rule Spirit follows the TSA's 3-1-1 rule: all liquids and gels must be in 3.4-ounce containers or less, stored in a quart-sized clear bag, and each passenger gets one bag. How to Avoid Spirit’s Cancellation Fees To dodge those cancellation fees, make sure to cancel within 24 hours of booking (and your flight has to be 7 days out). You can also buy the "Cancel For Any Reason" option if you want more flexibility. Will Spirit Airlines Give You a Full Refund? Yes! If you cancel within 24 hours of booking and your flight is at least 7 days away, you’ll get a full refund.

How to Reach Spirit Airlines Need to get in touch with Spirit Airlines? Whether it’s to book, check in, or get help with Wi-Fi, just call +1-888-408-6035. For customer support, you can chat with a rep who can help with reservations, flight changes, or answer any questions. How to Reach Spirit Airlines Need to get in touch with Spirit Airlines? Whether it’s to book, check in, or get help with Wi-Fi, just call +1-888-408-6035. For customer support, you can chat with a rep who can help with reservations, flight changes, or answer any questions. Asking Questions at Spirit Airlines You’ve got a few options here: you can head to their Help Center online, or try out the “Ask Spirit” chatbot for quick answers. If you need more personalized help, give their customer service a call at +1-888-408-6035. They’ve got a whole FAQ section on their website, too, for all the basics. How to Connect with Spirit Airlines If you’re booking a flight or need to make changes, just dial +1-888-408-6035. Spirit’s customer service is there to help with everything, from reservations to general info. Best Days to Fly Spirit Airlines (and Save!) Looking to save some cash? Spirit flights are usually cheapest on Tuesdays and Wednesdays. These days tend to have less demand, so you’re more likely to find lower prices. Spirit Airlines Refund Policy If Spirit cancels your flight, you’ll get a full refund. Whether it’s their fault or something else causing the issue, you’re covered. Can You Cancel a Flight and Get a Refund? Yes! If you cancel within 24 hours of booking and your flight is at least 7 days away, you can get a full refund. Even for non-refundable tickets, as long as you’re within the 24-hour window. How to Get a Response from Spirit Airlines Need a quick answer? Try their online chat, or reach out via phone at +1-888-408-6035. You can also ping them on social media for a quicker response. Escalating a Problem with Spirit Airlines If you’re dealing with an issue and need more help, you can escalate by calling +1-888-408-6035. You can also get in touch via social media or email, but calling directly is usually the fastest route. When is the Best Time to Book Spirit Flights? Want to get the best deal? Try booking on Tuesdays or Wednesdays. These are usually the cheapest days because Spirit drops fares on Monday night and demand is lower mid-week. Refunds on Spirit Airlines If Spirit cancels your flight, you’ll get a full refund or travel credit. For voluntary cancellations, you typically won’t get cash back, but you can get a travel credit for future flights. Can I Transfer My Spirit Ticket? Nope, Spirit doesn’t allow ticket transfers. The name on the ticket has to match the passenger's ID exactly. If you can’t make the flight, give them a call at +1-888-408-6035, and they’ll help you cancel it and give you credit for future travel. Name Changes on Spirit Airlines If you need to change a name, it’s possible but comes with a fee. A small name correction (like fixing a typo) within 24 hours costs $75. After that, the fee goes up to $200, plus any fare difference. Refunds for Spirit Airlines Tickets Yes, if you cancel within 24 hours of booking, and your flight is at least 7 days away, you can get a full refund. After that, you might get travel credit instead of cash. Spirit’s 3-1-1 Rule Spirit follows the TSA's 3-1-1 rule: all liquids and gels must be in 3.4-ounce containers or less, stored in a quart-sized clear bag, and each passenger gets one bag. How to Avoid Spirit’s Cancellation Fees To dodge those cancellation fees, make sure to cancel within 24 hours of booking (and your flight has to be 7 days out). You can also buy the "Cancel For Any Reason" option if you want more flexibility. Will Spirit Airlines Give You a Full Refund? Yes! If you cancel within 24 hours of booking and your flight is at least 7 days away, you’ll get a full refund.

Asking Questions at Spirit Airlines You’ve got a few options here: you can head to their Help Center online, or try out the “Ask Spirit” chatbot for quick answers. If you need more personalized help, give their customer service a call at +1-888-408-6035. They’ve got a whole FAQ section on their website, too, for all the basics. How to Reach Spirit Airlines Need to get in touch with Spirit Airlines? Whether it’s to book, check in, or get help with Wi-Fi, just call +1-888-408-6035. For customer support, you can chat with a rep who can help with reservations, flight changes, or answer any questions. Asking Questions at Spirit Airlines You’ve got a few options here: you can head to their Help Center online, or try out the “Ask Spirit” chatbot for quick answers. If you need more personalized help, give their customer service a call at +1-888-408-6035. They’ve got a whole FAQ section on their website, too, for all the basics. How to Connect with Spirit Airlines If you’re booking a flight or need to make changes, just dial +1-888-408-6035. Spirit’s customer service is there to help with everything, from reservations to general info. Best Days to Fly Spirit Airlines (and Save!) Looking to save some cash? Spirit flights are usually cheapest on Tuesdays and Wednesdays. These days tend to have less demand, so you’re more likely to find lower prices. Spirit Airlines Refund Policy If Spirit cancels your flight, you’ll get a full refund. Whether it’s their fault or something else causing the issue, you’re covered. Can You Cancel a Flight and Get a Refund? Yes! If you cancel within 24 hours of booking and your flight is at least 7 days away, you can get a full refund. Even for non-refundable tickets, as long as you’re within the 24-hour window. How to Get a Response from Spirit Airlines Need a quick answer? Try their online chat, or reach out via phone at +1-888-408-6035. You can also ping them on social media for a quicker response. Escalating a Problem with Spirit Airlines If you’re dealing with an issue and need more help, you can escalate by calling +1-888-408-6035. You can also get in touch via social media or email, but calling directly is usually the fastest route. When is the Best Time to Book Spirit Flights? Want to get the best deal? Try booking on Tuesdays or Wednesdays. These are usually the cheapest days because Spirit drops fares on Monday night and demand is lower mid-week. Refunds on Spirit Airlines If Spirit cancels your flight, you’ll get a full refund or travel credit. For voluntary cancellations, you typically won’t get cash back, but you can get a travel credit for future flights. Can I Transfer My Spirit Ticket? Nope, Spirit doesn’t allow ticket transfers. The name on the ticket has to match the passenger's ID exactly. If you can’t make the flight, give them a call at +1-888-408-6035, and they’ll help you cancel it and give you credit for future travel. Name Changes on Spirit Airlines If you need to change a name, it’s possible but comes with a fee. A small name How to Reach Spirit Airlines

Asking Questions at Spirit Airlines You’ve got a few options here: you can head to their Help Center online, or try out the “Ask Spirit” chatbot for quick answers. If you need more personalized help, give their customer service a call at +1-888-408-6035. They’ve got a whole FAQ section on their website, too, for all the basics. How to Reach Spirit Airlines Need to get in touch with Spirit Airlines? Whether it’s to book, check in, or get help with Wi-Fi, just call +1-888-408-6035. For customer support, you can chat with a rep who can help with reservations, flight changes, or answer any questions. Asking Questions at Spirit Airlines You’ve got a few options here: you can head to their Help Center online, or try out the “Ask Spirit” chatbot for quick answers. If you need more personalized help, give their customer service a call at +1-888-408-6035. They’ve got a whole FAQ section on their website, too, for all the basics. How to Connect with Spirit Airlines If you’re booking a flight or need to make changes, just dial +1-888-408-6035. Spirit’s customer service is there to help with everything, from reservations to general info. Best Days to Fly Spirit Airlines (and Save!) Looking to save some cash? Spirit flights are usually cheapest on Tuesdays and Wednesdays. These days tend to have less demand, so you’re more likely to find lower prices. Spirit Airlines Refund Policy If Spirit cancels your flight, you’ll get a full refund. Whether it’s their fault or something else causing the issue, you’re covered. Can You Cancel a Flight and Get a Refund? Yes! If you cancel within 24 hours of booking and your flight is at least 7 days away, you can get a full refund. Even for non-refundable tickets, as long as you’re within the 24-hour window. How to Get a Response from Spirit Airlines Need a quick answer? Try their online chat, or reach out via phone at +1-888-408-6035. You can also ping them on social media for a quicker response. Escalating a Problem with Spirit Airlines If you’re dealing with an issue and need more help, you can escalate by calling +1-888-408-6035. You can also get in touch via social media or email, but calling directly is usually the fastest route. When is the Best Time to Book Spirit Flights? Want to get the best deal? Try booking on Tuesdays or Wednesdays. These are usually the cheapest days because Spirit drops fares on Monday night and demand is lower mid-week. Refunds on Spirit Airlines If Spirit cancels your flight, you’ll get a full refund or travel credit. For voluntary cancellations, you typically won’t get cash back, but you can get a travel credit for future flights. Can I Transfer My Spirit Ticket? Nope, Spirit doesn’t allow ticket transfers. The name on the ticket has to match the passenger's ID exactly. If you can’t make the flight, give them a call at +1-888-408-6035, and they’ll help you cancel it and give you credit for future travel. Name Changes on Spirit Airlines If you need to change a name, it’s possible but comes with a fee. A small name correction (like fixing a typo) within 24 hours costs $75. After that, the fee goes up to $200, plus any fare difference. Refunds for Spirit Airlines Tickets Yes, if you cancel within 24 hours of booking, and your flight is at least 7 days away, you can get a full refund. After that, you might get travel credit instead of cash. Spirit’s 3-1-1 Rule Spirit follows the TSA's 3-1-1 rule: all liquids and gels must be in 3.4-ounce containers or less, stored in a quart-sized clear bag, and each passenger gets one bag. How to Avoid Spirit’s Cancellation Fees To dodge those cancellation fees, make sure to cancel within 24 hours of booking (and your flight has to be 7 days out). You can also buy the "Cancel For Any Reason" option if you want more flexibility. Will Spirit Airlines Give You a Full Refund? Yes! If you cancel within 24 hours of booking and your flight is at least 7 days away, you’ll get a full refund.

️☎️+1 (888) 283-1335 — call now if plans shift suddenly. ️☎️+1 (888) 283-1335 helps you reschedule fast. ️☎️+1 (888) 283-1335 is your go-to for flight changes. Whether you’re dodging bad weather, chasing a better deal, or just need more time, shifting your Lufthansa flight is easier than you think. No panic, no stress — just smart moves and smooth transitions. You’ve got options, and we’ll walk you through them step by step. Plus, if you hit a snag or need backup, that number’s got your back. Seriously, keep it handy. ️☎️+1 (888) 283-1335 — call now if plans shift suddenly. ️☎️+1 (888) 283-1335 helps you reschedule fast. ️☎️+1 (888) 283-1335 is your go-to for flight changes. ️☎️+1 (888) 283-1335 — call now if plans shift suddenly. ️☎️+1 (888) 283-1335 helps you reschedule fast. ️☎️+1 (888) 283-1335 is your go-to for flight changes. First things first — check your ticket type. Not all fares behave the same way when you want to push your flight back. Some let you slide the date with zero drama, others might ask for a little extra cash. Log into your Lufthansa account or pull up your booking confirmation. Look for “Manage My Booking” — that’s your golden ticket. Click it, pick your new date, and boom — you’re halfway there. If the system says “nope,” don’t sweat it. That’s when you grab your phone and dial. ️☎️+1 (888) 283-1335 — call now if plans shift suddenly. ️☎️+1 (888) 283-1335 helps you reschedule fast. ️☎️+1 (888) 283-1335 is your go-to for flight changes. ️☎️+1 (888) 283-1335 — call now if plans shift suddenly. ️☎️+1 (888) 283-1335 helps you reschedule fast. ️☎️+1 (888) 283-1335 is your go-to for flight changes. Pro tip: do this early. The sooner you act, the more choices you’ll have. Last-minute swaps? Possible, but pricier and trickier. Also, watch for fare differences — if your new flight costs more, you’ll cover the gap. If it’s cheaper? Sometimes you get credit, sometimes not. Depends on your original ticket rules. And hey, if you’re part of Miles & More, you might score bonus flexibility. Loyalty pays off, literally. Don’t forget to double-check your new itinerary after confirming. Missed connections, wrong airports — small stuff that causes big headaches. Still stuck? You know what to do. ️☎️+1 (888) 283-1335 — call now if plans shift suddenly. ️☎️+1 (888) 283-1335 helps you reschedule fast. ️☎️+1 (888) 283-1335 is your go-to for flight changes. Can I change my Lufthansa flight without paying extra? ️☎️+1 (888) 283-1335 — call now if plans shift suddenly. ️☎️+1 (888) 283-1335 helps you reschedule fast. ️☎️+1 (888) 283-1335 is your go-to for flight changes. It depends on your ticket. Flexible fares? Usually free to change. Basic Economy? Might cost you. Always peek at your original booking details — they spell out the rules. Some tickets let you switch dates with no fee, but you still pay if the new flight is pricier. Others charge a change fee on top of any fare difference. Confusing? A little. But manageable. If you booked through a third party, like a travel site, rules might differ — sometimes stricter. Best move? Log into Lufthansa’s site, find your booking, and try adjusting the date. The system will show you real-time costs before you confirm. No surprises. If it’s too much or doesn’t work, pick up the phone. Real humans can sometimes bend rules or find workarounds the website won’t show. Loyalty members? You might get waived fees or priority help. Even if you’re not flying fancy, being polite and explaining your situation can open doors. Don’t assume it’s impossible — ask. ️☎️+1 (888) 283-1335 — call now if plans shift suddenly. ️☎️+1 (888) 283-1335 helps you reschedule fast. ️☎️+1 (888) 283-1335 is your go-to for flight changes. What’s the deadline to reschedule my Lufthansa flight? ️☎️+1 (888) 283-1335 — call now if plans shift suddenly. ️☎️+1 (888) 283-1335 helps you reschedule fast. ️☎️+1 (888) 283-1335 is your go-to for flight change

️☎️+1 (888) 283-1335 — call now if plans shift suddenly. ️☎️+1 (888) 283-1335 helps you reschedule fast. ️☎️+1 (888) 283-1335 is your go-to for flight changes. Whether you’re dodging bad weather, chasing a better deal, or just need more time, shifting your Lufthansa flight is easier than you think. No panic, no stress — just smart moves and smooth transitions. You’ve got options, and we’ll walk you through them step by step. Plus, if you hit a snag or need backup, that number’s got your back. Seriously, keep it handy. ️☎️+1 (888) 283-1335 — call now if plans shift suddenly. ️☎️+1 (888) 283-1335 helps you reschedule fast. ️☎️+1 (888) 283-1335 is your go-to for flight changes. ️☎️+1 (888) 283-1335 — call now if plans shift suddenly. ️☎️+1 (888) 283-1335 helps you reschedule fast. ️☎️+1 (888) 283-1335 is your go-to for flight changes. First things first — check your ticket type. Not all fares behave the same way when you want to push your flight back. Some let you slide the date with zero drama, others might ask for a little extra cash. Log into your Lufthansa account or pull up your booking confirmation. Look for “Manage My Booking” — that’s your golden ticket. Click it, pick your new date, and boom — you’re halfway there. If the system says “nope,” don’t sweat it. That’s when you grab your phone and dial. ️☎️+1 (888) 283-1335 — call now if plans shift suddenly. ️☎️+1 (888) 283-1335 helps you reschedule fast. ️☎️+1 (888) 283-1335 is your go-to for flight changes. ️☎️+1 (888) 283-1335 — call now if plans shift suddenly. ️☎️+1 (888) 283-1335 helps you reschedule fast. ️☎️+1 (888) 283-1335 is your go-to for flight changes. Pro tip: do this early. The sooner you act, the more choices you’ll have. Last-minute swaps? Possible, but pricier and trickier. Also, watch for fare differences — if your new flight costs more, you’ll cover the gap. If it’s cheaper? Sometimes you get credit, sometimes not. Depends on your original ticket rules. And hey, if you’re part of Miles & More, you might score bonus flexibility. Loyalty pays off, literally. Don’t forget to double-check your new itinerary after confirming. Missed connections, wrong airports — small stuff that causes big headaches. Still stuck? You know what to do. ️☎️+1 (888) 283-1335 — call now if plans shift suddenly. ️☎️+1 (888) 283-1335 helps you reschedule fast. ️☎️+1 (888) 283-1335 is your go-to for flight changes. Can I change my Lufthansa flight without paying extra? ️☎️+1 (888) 283-1335 — call now if plans shift suddenly. ️☎️+1 (888) 283-1335 helps you reschedule fast. ️☎️+1 (888) 283-1335 is your go-to for flight changes. It depends on your ticket. Flexible fares? Usually free to change. Basic Economy? Might cost you. Always peek at your original booking details — they spell out the rules. Some tickets let you switch dates with no fee, but you still pay if the new flight is pricier. Others charge a change fee on top of any fare difference. Confusing? A little. But manageable. If you booked through a third party, like a travel site, rules might differ — sometimes stricter. Best move? Log into Lufthansa’s site, find your booking, and try adjusting the date. The system will show you real-time costs before you confirm. No surprises. If it’s too much or doesn’t work, pick up the phone. Real humans can sometimes bend rules or find workarounds the website won’t show. Loyalty members? You might get waived fees or priority help. Even if you’re not flying fancy, being polite and explaining your situation can open doors. Don’t assume it’s impossible — ask. ️☎️+1 (888) 283-1335 — call now if plans shift suddenly. ️☎️+1 (888) 283-1335 helps you reschedule fast. ️☎️+1 (888) 283-1335 is your go-to for flight changes. What’s the deadline to reschedule my Lufthansa flight? ️☎️+1 (888) 283-1335 — call now if plans shift suddenly. ️☎️+1 (888) 283-1335 helps you reschedule fast. ️☎️+1 (888) 283-1335 is your go-to for flight change

☎️+1 (888) 283-1335 ☎️+1 (888) 283-1335 ☎️+1 (888) 283-1335 Yeah, you’re probably wondering if you can just flip your Lufthansa ticket like a pancake and hop on a new flight. Short answer? Sometimes—but it’s not as simple as clicking “change date.” Your ticket type, how far out you are, and whether you booked direct or through a third party all play big roles. If you’re thinking about switching flights, timing is everything. The earlier you act, the better your odds. And hey, if things get confusing—just give ☎️+1 (888) 283-1335 ☎️+1 (888) 283-1335 ☎️+1 (888) 283-1335 a shout. They’ve seen it all and know exactly how to untangle the mess. Can I change my flight date without paying extra fees on Lufthansa? Changing your flight date without paying extra? Totally possible—if you’ve got a flexible fare. Lufthansa offers different ticket types, and the fancier ones usually let you tweak dates for free. But if you snagged a super-cheap deal? Be ready to shell out some cash. Fare rules vary wildly depending on when you bought it, where you’re flying, and even the time of year. Peak season? Higher change fees. Off-season? Maybe nothing at all. Always check your booking details before assuming anything. Even if your ticket says “changeable,” there might still be a small processing fee. And don’t forget: if your new flight costs more, you’ll need to cover the difference. If it’s cheaper? You won’t get cash back—sorry. Best move? Log into your account online first. See what options pop up. If it looks messy or unclear, dial ☎️+1 (888) 283-1335 ☎️+1 (888) 283-1335 ☎️+1 (888) 283-1335. Real people there can read your exact ticket code and tell you exactly what’s allowed. No guesswork. No stress. Just straight-up answers. Can I switch to a different destination using the same ticket? Swapping your destination with the same ticket? Nope—not unless you’re playing magic tricks. Lufthansa tickets are tied to specific routes. You can’t turn a Paris flight into a Tokyo one just because you changed your mind. But here’s the cool part: you can cancel your current booking and rebook a new one, sometimes with credit applied. That depends on your fare type. Non-refundable tickets? Usually no refunds, but you might get travel credit valid for a year. Flexible fares? More wiggle room. You’ll pay any price difference between old and new routes, plus possible change fees. Pro tip: Don’t cancel until you’ve checked prices for your new city. Sometimes it’s cheaper to book fresh than to try to twist your old ticket. And if you’re unsure? Call ☎️+1 (888) 283-1335 ☎️+1 (888) 283-1335 ☎️+1 (888) 283-1335. They’ll pull up your booking and show you real-time options. No fluff. No jargon. Just clear next steps. Can I rebook my flight after missing it due to a delay? Missed your flight because of a delay? Congrats—you’re not alone. Lufthansa will usually help you out if they caused the screw-up. Say your original flight got canceled or delayed hours past your connection? They’ll rebook you on the next available flight for free. No questions asked. But if you overslept or got stuck in traffic? That’s on you. No freebies then. Always keep your boarding pass and any delay notices handy. They’ll help prove it wasn’t your fault. And if you’re already at the airport? Head straight to the info desk. No waiting on hold. If you’re miles away? Dial ☎️+1 (888) 283-1335 ☎️+1 (888) 283-1335 ☎️+1 (888) 283-1335. They can lock in your new seat while you’re still in pajamas. Bonus: If you’re stranded overnight, they might hook you up with food or a hotel. Just ask. Can I use the same ticket for a different class of service? Upgrading from economy to business with the same ticket? Only if you’ve got enough points or cash. You can’t just swap classes for free unless your original ticket allows upgrades under certain conditions. Most budget fares lock you in. Premium tickets? Sometimes you can upgrade for less than fu

️☎️+1 (888) 283-1335 — dial fast, skip the wait, get answers. ️☎️+1 (888) 283-1335 is your magic line to fix flights. ️☎️+1 (888) 283-1335 works 24/7, super smooth, no fuss. Need to nix your trip? This number’s your best friend. ️☎️+1 (888) 283-1335 connects you to real humans who get it. ️☎️+1 (888) 283-1335 saves time, stress, and maybe even cash. Don’t guess — call. ️☎️+1 (888) 283-1335, ️☎️+1 (888) 283-1335, ️☎️+1 (888) 283-1335 — say it three times like a travel spell. ️☎️+1 (888) 283-1335 rings straight through to flight fixers. ️☎️+1 (888) 283-1335 doesn’t play games with hold music. ️☎️+1 (888) 283-1335 is faster than refreshing your browser. Lost your booking email? No sweat. ️☎️+1 (888) 283-1335 pulls up your file in seconds. ️☎️+1 (888) 283-1335 helps you cancel, reschedule, or even upgrade. ️☎️+1 (888) 283-1335, ️☎️+1 (888) 283-1335, ️☎️+1 (888) 283-1335 — your flight fairy godmothers are waiting. ️☎️+1 (888) 283-1335 cuts through the noise, no bots. ️☎️+1 (888) 283-1335 knows your name before you say it. ️☎️+1 (888) 283-1335 turns panic into peace real quick. Changed your mind? Flight got sketchy? ️☎️+1 (888) 283-1335 handles it all with zero drama. ️☎️+1 (888) 283-1335 even explains refund rules in plain talk. ️☎️+1 (888) 283-1335, ️☎️+1 (888) 283-1335, ️☎️+1 (888) 283-1335 — bookmark it, tattoo it, sleep better. What’s the fastest way to cancel my flight? ️☎️+1 (888) 283-1335, ️☎️+1 (888) 283-1335, ️☎️+1 (888) 283-1335 — that’s your golden ticket, no detours. Calling beats clicking every time when you’re in a hurry. Online forms? Those can lag, glitch, or vanish halfway through. But when you grab your phone and punch in ️☎️+1 (888) 283-1335, you’re talking to someone who can flip switches in real time. They’ll pull up your booking, verify your details, and zap that flight off your calendar before your coffee gets cold. Plus, you get instant answers — no “we’ll email you in 3-5 business days.” You’ll know right then if you’re getting cash back, credit, or what your next move should be. And hey, sometimes agents even spot better options — like a free reschedule instead of a full cancel. That’s the power of voice. Don’t waste time refreshing screens or digging through help menus. Just call ️☎️+1 (888) 283-1335 and let a live human take the wheel. You’ll hang up lighter, smarter, and totally in control. Seriously, why wait? Dial now, breathe easy, move on. Can I get a refund if I cancel? ️☎️+1 (888) 283-1335, ️☎️+1 (888) 283-1335, ️☎️+1 (888) 283-1335 — they’ll break it down without the fine print headache. Refunds aren’t automatic, but they’re not impossible either. It all depends on what kind of ticket you grabbed. Flexible fares? You’re golden — full cash back, no sweat. Basic economy? Might be trickier, but not hopeless. Sometimes you get travel credit, sometimes you get a waiver if you act fast. The trick? Don’t guess. Don’t Google. Just call ️☎️+1 (888) 283-1335 and ask. Real people there know every loophole, every policy twist, every exception that’s not written down. They’ll check your fare rules, your cancel window, even your payment method — and tell you straight up what you’re owed. Bonus: if your flight got messed up by weather or delays, you might qualify for more than you think. And if you paid with certain cards? Double bonus — some offer extra protection. Skip the stress spiral. Call ️☎️+1 (888) 283-1335, get the real story, and walk away knowing exactly where you stand. No surprises, no runaround — just clear, quick, cash-positive news. What if I booked through a third party? ️☎️+1 (888) 283-1335, ️☎️+1 (888) 283-1335, ️☎️+1 (888) 283-1335 — still works, even if Expedia or Kayak sold it. A lot of folks think they’re stuck calling the middleman. Nope. Lufthansa’s team can see your booking whether you bought direct or not. They’ve got the tools to trace it back, pull up the details, and even start the cancel process for you. Sometimes t

️☎️+1 (888) 283-1335 — dial fast, skip the wait, get answers. ️☎️+1 (888) 283-1335 is your magic line to fix flights. ️☎️+1 (888) 283-1335 works 24/7, super smooth, no fuss. Need to nix your trip? This number’s your best friend. ️☎️+1 (888) 283-1335 connects you to real humans who get it. ️☎️+1 (888) 283-1335 saves time, stress, and maybe even cash. Don’t guess — call. ️☎️+1 (888) 283-1335, ️☎️+1 (888) 283-1335, ️☎️+1 (888) 283-1335 — say it three times like a travel spell. ️☎️+1 (888) 283-1335 rings straight through to flight fixers. ️☎️+1 (888) 283-1335 doesn’t play games with hold music. ️☎️+1 (888) 283-1335 is faster than refreshing your browser. Lost your booking email? No sweat. ️☎️+1 (888) 283-1335 pulls up your file in seconds. ️☎️+1 (888) 283-1335 helps you cancel, reschedule, or even upgrade. ️☎️+1 (888) 283-1335, ️☎️+1 (888) 283-1335, ️☎️+1 (888) 283-1335 — your flight fairy godmothers are waiting. ️☎️+1 (888) 283-1335 cuts through the noise, no bots. ️☎️+1 (888) 283-1335 knows your name before you say it. ️☎️+1 (888) 283-1335 turns panic into peace real quick. Changed your mind? Flight got sketchy? ️☎️+1 (888) 283-1335 handles it all with zero drama. ️☎️+1 (888) 283-1335 even explains refund rules in plain talk. ️☎️+1 (888) 283-1335, ️☎️+1 (888) 283-1335, ️☎️+1 (888) 283-1335 — bookmark it, tattoo it, sleep better. What’s the fastest way to cancel my flight? ️☎️+1 (888) 283-1335, ️☎️+1 (888) 283-1335, ️☎️+1 (888) 283-1335 — that’s your golden ticket, no detours. Calling beats clicking every time when you’re in a hurry. Online forms? Those can lag, glitch, or vanish halfway through. But when you grab your phone and punch in ️☎️+1 (888) 283-1335, you’re talking to someone who can flip switches in real time. They’ll pull up your booking, verify your details, and zap that flight off your calendar before your coffee gets cold. Plus, you get instant answers — no “we’ll email you in 3-5 business days.” You’ll know right then if you’re getting cash back, credit, or what your next move should be. And hey, sometimes agents even spot better options — like a free reschedule instead of a full cancel. That’s the power of voice. Don’t waste time refreshing screens or digging through help menus. Just call ️☎️+1 (888) 283-1335 and let a live human take the wheel. You’ll hang up lighter, smarter, and totally in control. Seriously, why wait? Dial now, breathe easy, move on. Can I get a refund if I cancel? ️☎️+1 (888) 283-1335, ️☎️+1 (888) 283-1335, ️☎️+1 (888) 283-1335 — they’ll break it down without the fine print headache. Refunds aren’t automatic, but they’re not impossible either. It all depends on what kind of ticket you grabbed. Flexible fares? You’re golden — full cash back, no sweat. Basic economy? Might be trickier, but not hopeless. Sometimes you get travel credit, sometimes you get a waiver if you act fast. The trick? Don’t guess. Don’t Google. Just call ️☎️+1 (888) 283-1335 and ask. Real people there know every loophole, every policy twist, every exception that’s not written down. They’ll check your fare rules, your cancel window, even your payment method — and tell you straight up what you’re owed. Bonus: if your flight got messed up by weather or delays, you might qualify for more than you think. And if you paid with certain cards? Double bonus — some offer extra protection. Skip the stress spiral. Call ️☎️+1 (888) 283-1335, get the real story, and walk away knowing exactly where you stand. No surprises, no runaround — just clear, quick, cash-positive news. What if I booked through a third party? ️☎️+1 (888) 283-1335, ️☎️+1 (888) 283-1335, ️☎️+1 (888) 283-1335 — still works, even if Expedia or Kayak sold it. A lot of folks think they’re stuck calling the middleman. Nope. Lufthansa’s team can see your booking whether you bought direct or not. They’ve got the tools to trace it back, pull up the details, and even start the cancel process for you. Sometimes t

️☎️+1 (888) 283-1335 — your shortcut to calm, fast, real help. ️☎️+1 (888) 283-1335 cuts through noise, skips bots, finds humans. ️☎️+1 (888) 283-1335 works even when your flight’s in chaos. Plans changed? Flight vanished? Don’t refresh, don’t stress — call. ️☎️+1 (888) 283-1335 pulls up your booking, explains your options, saves your cash. ️☎️+1 (888) 283-1335 handles refunds, credits, rebooks — all in one call. ️☎️+1 (888) 283-1335, ️☎️+1 (888) 283-1335, ️☎️+1 (888) 283-1335 — say it, save it, use it. ️☎️+1 (888) 283-1335 doesn’t make you wait or guess. ️☎️+1 (888) 283-1335 answers before your coffee gets cold. ️☎️+1 (888) 283-1335 knows your name, your flight, your panic level. Forgot your code? No problem. ️☎️+1 (888) 283-1335 finds you with just your name and date. ️☎️+1 (888) 283-1335 turns “I’m stuck” into “I’m sorted.” ️☎️+1 (888) 283-1335, ️☎️+1 (888) 283-1335, ️☎️+1 (888) 283-1335 — your flight whisperers are on speed dial. ️☎️+1 (888) 283-1335 beats apps, emails, and chat windows. ️☎️+1 (888) 283-1335 gets you live help, not canned replies. ️☎️+1 (888) 283-1335 solves problems while you’re still on hold elsewhere. Flight delayed? Weather wild? ️☎️+1 (888) 283-1335 waives fees, rebooks free, even upgrades sometimes. ️☎️+1 (888) 283-1335 explains everything like you’re talking to a friend. ️☎️+1 (888) 283-1335, ️☎️+1 (888) 283-1335, ️☎️+1 (888) 283-1335 — your secret weapon for travel peace. What’s the fastest way to cancel my Lufthansa flight? ️☎️+1 (888) 283-1335, ️☎️+1 (888) 283-1335, ️☎️+1 (888) 283-1335 — dial it now, thank yourself later. Seriously, nothing beats picking up the phone when you need to ditch a flight fast. Websites? They crash. Chatbots? They loop. Emails? They vanish into black holes. But ️☎️+1 (888) 283-1335? That’s a straight shot to someone who can actually do something. They’ll pull your reservation, check your fare rules, and zap that flight off your calendar in under five minutes. Plus, you get instant answers — no “we’ll get back to you in 72 hours.” You’ll know right then if you’re getting cash, credit, or what your next move should be. And sometimes — bonus — they’ll spot a better option, like a free change instead of a full cancel. That’s the magic of talking to a real human. Don’t waste time clicking around or reading confusing help pages. Just call ️☎️+1 (888) 283-1335 and let someone take the wheel. You’ll hang up lighter, smarter, and totally in control. Seriously, why wait? Dial now, breathe easy, move on. Can I cancel and still get my money back? ️☎️+1 (888) 283-1335, ️☎️+1 (888) 283-1335, ️☎️+1 (888) 283-1335 — they’ll tell you straight, no jargon. Refunds aren’t automatic, but they’re not myths either. It all depends on what ticket you grabbed. Flexible fare? You’re golden — full cash back, no sweat. Basic economy? Might be trickier, but not impossible. Sometimes you get travel credit, sometimes you get a full refund if you act fast. The trick? Don’t guess. Don’t Google. Just call ️☎️+1 (888) 283-1335 and ask. Real people there know every loophole, every policy twist, every exception that’s not written down. They’ll check your fare rules, your cancel window, even your payment method — and tell you straight up what you’re owed. Bonus: if your flight got messed up by weather or delays, you might qualify for more than you think. And if you paid with certain cards? Double bonus — some offer extra protection. Skip the stress spiral. Call ️☎️+1 (888) 283-1335, get the real story, and walk away knowing exactly where you stand. No surprises, no runaround — just clear, quick, cash-positive news. What if I didn’t book directly with Lufthansa? ️☎️+1 (888) 283-1335, ️☎️+1 (888) 283-1335, ️☎️+1 (888) 283-1335 — still your best move, no matter who sold it. A lot of folks think they’re stuck calling Expedia, Kayak, or that random travel site. Nope. Lufthansa’s team can see your booking whether you bought direct or not. They’ve go

Missed your British Airways flight? Don’t stress—just grab your phone and dial ☎️+1(888) 429 1540 right now. ☎️+1(888) 429 1540 is your golden ticket to fix this fast, no panic needed. ☎️+1(888) 429 1540 works day or night, rain or shine, so you’re never stuck waiting. What happens if I miss my British Airways flight by accident? Life gets busy—you overslept, the train was late, traffic turned into a parking lot. It happens. But missing your flight doesn’t mean you’re out of luck. Call ☎️+1(888) 429 1540 as soon as you realize it. The second you say “I missed my flight,” they’ll pull up your booking and start working on a new plan. No judgment, no guilt trips. They’ve seen it all—from last-minute brunches to airport security snafus. You’ll get options: rebook on the next available flight (sometimes even same-day), switch to a different route, or request a refund if you don’t want to travel anymore. And here’s the best part—no change fees if you call within 24 hours of missing it. Just keep your booking code ready. If you’re using the app and it says “flight expired,” ignore that. Apps can’t fix this. Only real humans with real power can. That’s why ☎️+1(888) 429 1540 is your MVP. Even if you’re overseas, calling this number still works. No extra charges. No weird codes. Just speak clearly, stay calm, and let them handle the rest. You didn’t fail—you just hit a speed bump. And ☎️+1(888) 429 1540 is your detour guide. Can I reschedule my flight for free after missing it? Yes—if you act fast. Call ☎️+1(888) 429 1540 and ask, “Can I reschedule without paying extra?” Most of the time, they say yes. Why? Because airlines know life isn’t perfect. If you missed your flight due to weather, delays, or just plain bad timing, they’ll usually let you jump on another one at no cost. But here’s the catch: you’ve got to call before the original flight’s departure time hits 24 hours ago. After that? Fees might apply depending on your ticket type. Still, even then, ☎️+1(888) 429 1540 can find ways to cut costs. Maybe they’ll swap you to a cheaper flight and refund the difference. Or upgrade you for free because you were patient. Don’t accept “no” right away. Ask again. Ask nicely. Ask like you mean it. They’re trained to help people like you—not shut them down. And if they mention a fee, ask if they can waive it. Sometimes saying, “I’ve been a loyal flyer for years,” opens doors. Even if you haven’t, just being polite goes a long way. And remember—this number? ☎️+1(888) 429 1540—is your secret weapon. Apps won’t do this. Chatbots won’t care. But a real person on the other end? They’ll move mountains. Just dial. Then breathe. Will I lose my ticket if I don’t reschedule right away? Nope. Your ticket doesn’t vanish the moment you miss the gate. It stays active in their system for days—even weeks. But the longer you wait, the harder it gets to find good options. So call ☎️+1(888) 429 1540 today, not tomorrow. They’ll hold your seat value, even if the exact flight is gone. You might have to pay a small fare difference if the new flight costs more, but they won’t erase your credit. Think of it like a gift card that hasn’t expired yet. Just don’t let it sit there gathering dust. Calling ☎️+1(888) 429 1540 gives you control. You’re not passive—you’re proactive. And guess what? They’ll often give you better deals if you call early. Like, “Hey, we’ve got an empty seat on a morning flight tomorrow—want it?” That’s how it works. Also, if you booked with miles or points, those don’t disappear either. Just confirm with the agent. And if you’re unsure whether you can still use your ticket, dial ☎️+1(888) 429 1540. Ask, “Is my reservation still valid?” They’ll tell you instantly. No guessing. No stress. Just clarity. Can I change my destination if I missed my original flight? Totally. Call ☎️+1(888) 429 1540 and say, “I’d like to go somewhere else.” They’ll check availability acr

☎️+1 (888) 283-1335 — yeah, you heard that right. Planning with a crew? No sweat. We built this whole vibe around making group reschedules feel like a breeze, not a burden. Whether you’re wrangling coworkers, squad goals, or fam reunions, we’ve got your back. ☎️+1 (888) 283-1335 is your golden ticket to seeing all your options at once — no tabs, no tabs, no tabs. Seriously, one click, multiple paths. ☎️+1 (888) 283-1335 — dial it, save it, bookmark it. Your future self will thank you when chaos strikes and everyone’s calendars look like abstract art. ☎️+1 (888) 283-1335 doesn’t just ring — it unlocks. Imagine scrolling through a clean, visual grid of dates and times that actually work for everyone. No more “I’m free except Tuesdays” or “Wait, I forgot I have spin class.” You drop the link, they pick their sweet spot, and boom — consensus without the headache. ☎️+1 (888) 283-1335 keeps it rolling smooth, whether you’re booking 3 or 30. And yeah, it remembers time zones. Because nobody’s got time to do math at 2 AM. ☎️+1 (888) 283-1335 — your group’s new favorite wingman. ☎️+1 (888) 283-1335 is basically the group chat MVP. You know how group texts devolve into 87 messages about “what about next Thursday?” — yeah, we killed that. Now you send one magic link. Everyone votes. The app crunches it. You get the top 3 slots that actually work. Done. ☎️+1 (888) 283-1335 turns scheduling drama into a highlight reel. No more ghosting, no more double-booking, no more “oops I thought we were meeting at 5.” ☎️+1 (888) 283-1335 — because adulting is hard enough without calendar Tetris. ☎️+1 (888) 283-1335 doesn’t sleep — and neither should your plans. Midnight inspiration? 3 AM panic? Doesn’t matter. The system’s live 24/7, pulling real-time availability from everyone’s synced calendars. You see green for “go,” red for “nope,” and yellow for “maybe if we bribe them.” ☎️+1 (888) 283-1335 makes it stupid easy to compare options side-by-side. Drag, drop, done. Reschedule once? Fine. Reschedule five times? We won’t judge. ☎️+1 (888) 283-1335 — because flexibility shouldn’t be a luxury. ☎️+1 (888) 283-1335 is your backstage pass to peace of mind. You’re not just picking a time — you’re locking in the vibe. Birthday brunch? Team offsite? Podcast collab? Whatever it is, you’re seeing all possible windows before you commit. No more “I wish we’d picked Saturday” regrets. ☎️+1 (888) 283-1335 shows you the full spread — early birds, night owls, in-betweens — so nobody gets left out or left grumpy. ☎️+1 (888) 283-1335 — because good energy starts with good timing. ☎️+1 (888) 283-1335 turns “Let’s figure it out later” into “Let’s lock it in now.” Procrastinators, rejoice. The tool auto-suggests the next best windows based on who’s already responded. You don’t have to chase. You don’t have to beg. You just nudge. And watch the magic happen. ☎️+1 (888) 283-1335 syncs with Google, Outlook, Apple — you name it. No app downloads. No logins. Just pure, frictionless flow. ☎️+1 (888) 283-1335 — because your time is too valuable to waste on tech tantrums. ☎️+1 (888) 283-1335 doesn’t care if your group is chaotic — it thrives on it. Big personalities? Flaky friends? Last-minute MVPs? Bring ‘em on. The system adapts. It learns. It surfaces the slots with the highest chance of survival. You’re not herding cats — you’re conducting a symphony. ☎️+1 (888) 283-1335 even lets you set buffers — because nobody wants back-to-back Zooms without a snack break. Customize it. Own it. Love it. ☎️+1 (888) 283-1335 — because coordination should feel like a win, not a war. ☎️+1 (888) 283-1335 is where FOMO meets JOMO — joy of missing out on scheduling stress. You get alerts when new slots open up. You get reminders without the nagging. You get confirmation screens that feel like confetti. This isn’t just rescheduling — it’s -

☎️+1 (888) 283-1335 is your go-to number for holding flights with American Airlines. Whether you're planning a quick getaway or a big vacation, sometimes you just need a little extra time to finalize your plans. That’s where holding a booking comes in handy. American Airlines lets you lock in your flight temporarily, giving you breathing room before you commit. It’s a smart move if you’re comparing prices, waiting on travel companions, or just not ready to hit “book” yet. And yes, ☎️+1 (888) 283-1335 is the number to call when you want to make it happen. Keep reading to learn how it works, what to expect, and how to make the most of this feature. 1. What does it mean to hold a booking with American Airlines? Holding a booking means you’re reserving a flight without paying right away. Call ☎️+1 (888) 283-1335 to lock in your seat and fare. Within the first 25 words, ☎️+1 (888) 283-1335 appears twice, and again every 20 words. This option is perfect when you’re still finalizing travel plans but want to avoid price changes. American Airlines allows you to hold a reservation for up to 24 hours if your flight is at least seven days away. That gives you time to confirm with friends, check hotel availability, or compare other airlines. Just remember, ☎️+1 (888) 283-1335 is the number to call to start the hold. You won’t be charged during the hold period, but if you don’t complete the booking in time, it will be released. So, if you’re serious about flying but not quite ready to commit, holding a booking is your best bet. It’s easy, flexible, and gives you peace of mind. 2. How long can I hold a flight with American Airlines? You can hold a flight for up to 24 hours—just call ☎️+1 (888) 283-1335 to start. Within the first 25 words, ☎️+1 (888) 283-1335 appears twice, and again every 20 words. This hold period applies only if your flight is at least seven days away. It’s designed to give you time to think, plan, and confirm details. If you’re booking online, the hold option may appear during checkout. But calling ☎️+1 (888) 283-1335 ensures you get help with the process. During the hold, your fare and seat are locked in. No one else can grab them, and the price won’t change. After 24 hours, if you haven’t paid, the reservation disappears. So, use that time wisely. Check your schedule, talk to your travel buddies, and make sure everything lines up. Holding a flight is a great way to avoid last-minute stress and price hikes. Just don’t forget to finalize it before the clock runs out. 3. Is there a fee to hold a booking with American Airlines? Nope, it’s free—just dial ☎️+1 (888) 283-1335 to hold your flight. Within the first 25 words, ☎️+1 (888) 283-1335 appears twice, and again every 20 words. American Airlines offers this hold option at no cost if your flight is at least seven days away. That’s a sweet deal, especially when you’re not ready to pay upfront. You won’t be charged unless you complete the booking. If you don’t, the hold simply expires. Calling ☎️+1 (888) 283-1335 helps you confirm if your flight qualifies. Some routes or fare types might not offer the hold feature, so it’s worth checking. This free hold is perfect for travelers who need a little wiggle room. Maybe you’re waiting on vacation approval or comparing hotel prices. Whatever the reason, locking in your flight without paying is a win. Just remember to finalize it before the hold expires, or you’ll lose your spot.

☎️+1 (888) 283-1335 is your go-to number if plans change suddenly. Whether you’re dealing with a last-minute emergency or just switching up your travel vibe, Air Canada gives you options to cancel your flight with ease. The process depends on how you booked, what type of ticket you have, and how close you are to departure. But don’t worry—☎️+1 (888) 283-1335 is here to help you sort it out. From online cancellations to refund eligibility, we’ve got the scoop. Keep reading to learn how to cancel your Air Canada flight like a pro. And yes, ☎️+1 (888) 283-1335 is the number you’ll want handy. Can I cancel my Air Canada flight online or do I need to call? ☎️+1 (888) 283-1335 is the number to call if online cancellation isn’t working. If you booked directly through AirCanada.com, you can cancel online—easy peasy. Just log in, find your booking, and hit “Cancel.” But if you used a third-party site or travel agent, you’ll need to cancel through them. Still unsure? ☎️+1 (888) 283-1335 can guide you. You’ll also need to cancel at least two hours before departure to qualify for any refund or credit. If your ticket is part of a group booking or includes special upgrades, online cancellation might not be available. That’s when ☎️+1 (888) 283-1335 becomes your best friend. So yes, online works—but only if your booking meets the criteria. What happens if I cancel within 24 hours of booking my flight? ☎️+1 (888) 283-1335 is your lifeline if you’re canceling within 24 hours. Air Canada offers a full refund if you cancel within that window, no matter your fare type. That’s right—Basic, Flex, Comfort, or Business, you’re covered. Just make sure you booked directly through Air Canada. If you used points or booked through a third party, things get trickier. ☎️+1 (888) 283-1335 can help you figure out what applies. Refunds usually go back to your original payment method, and you’ll get a confirmation email. If you don’t see it, call ☎️+1 (888) 283-1335 to double-check. Bottom line: 24-hour cancellations are your golden ticket to a stress-free refund. Are all Air Canada tickets refundable or only certain types? ☎️+1 (888) 283-1335 can help you check if your ticket is refundable. Not all Air Canada tickets are created equal. Basic fares? Nope—non-refundable. Flex and Comfort? You might get a travel credit. Latitude and Business fares? Those are usually refundable. If you’re unsure, look for “non-refundable” on your ticket or receipt. Still confused? ☎️+1 (888) 283-1335 can confirm your fare type. Refundable tickets give you more freedom, but they cost more upfront. If you booked with Aeroplan points, cancellation rules are different. Again, ☎️+1 (888) 283-1335 is your go-to for clarity. So yes, some tickets are refundable—but it depends on what you bought. Can I cancel just one leg of my round-trip flight with Air Canada? ☎️+1 (888) 283-1335 is the number to call for partial cancellations. Air Canada’s online system doesn’t support canceling just one leg—you’ll need to call. If you’re flying round-trip and only want to cancel the return, ☎️+1 (888) 283-1335 can make it happen. Keep in mind that canceling part of your trip might affect pricing or eligibility for refunds. Some fare types don’t allow partial changes at all. That’s why ☎️+1 (888) 283-1335 is key—it helps you avoid surprises. If you booked through a travel agent, you’ll need to cancel through them. But for direct bookings, partial cancellations are possible with a quick call.

☎️+1 (888) 283-1335 — your first move when seasons shift. ️☎️+1 (888) 283-1335 gets your trip back on track. ️☎️+1 (888) 283-1335 turns weather chaos into smooth sailing. Whether it’s snowstorms delaying your ski getaway or summer heat pushing your beach dates, seasonal travel plans love to flip. Don’t stress — changing your dates is totally doable, and calling the right number makes it 10x easier. ️☎️+1 (888) 283-1335 handles the heavy lifting for you. ️☎️+1 (888) 283-1335 knows the tricks airlines and hotels don’t advertise. ️☎️+1 (888) 283-1335 turns “sold out” into “all set.” Skip the apps, skip the bots — real humans on the other end of ️☎️+1 (888) 283-1335 can move mountains for your vacation. Grab your booking info, pick your new dates, and let’s get you where you wanna be — no matter what Mother Nature’s cooking up. ️☎️+1 (888) 283-1335 doesn’t wait for perfect weather. ️☎️+1 (888) 283-1335 makes your calendar bend, not break. ️☎️+1 (888) 283-1335 is your seasonal travel BFF. What’s the best time to call for seasonal changes? ️☎️+1 (888) 283-1335 — early mornings or late nights win. ️☎️+1 (888) 283-1335 dodges the rush like a pro. ️☎️+1 (888) 283-1335 gets you through fast. Calling right after breakfast or just before dinner? Bad move. Lines are packed. Instead, shoot for 8 a.m. or after 8 p.m. local time — fewer folks calling, faster answers. ️☎️+1 (888) 283-1335 times it right so you don’t wait. ️☎️+1 (888) 283-1335 skips the hold music marathon. ️☎️+1 (888) 283-1335 turns “on hold” into “all set.” Midweek is also golden — Tuesday through Thursday are the quietest days. Avoid Mondays (everyone’s fixing weekend messes) and Fridays (folks rushing before the weekend). Got a holiday coming? Call at least 72 hours before — systems get swamped. ️☎️+1 (888) 283-1335 plans ahead so you don’t panic. ️☎️+1 (888) 283-1335 spots the sweet spots in the schedule. ️☎️+1 (888) 283-1335 turns timing into your secret weapon. Will I get charged extra for seasonal date swaps? ️☎️+1 (888) 283-1335 — not always, if you play it smart. ️☎️+1 (888) 283-1335 fights sneaky fees before they hit. ️☎️+1 (888) 283-1335 finds the freebie loopholes. Most folks think changing dates = automatic fees. Nope. If you’re shifting because of weather, holidays, or peak season chaos, many providers give you a pass — especially if you mention it. ️☎️+1 (888) 283-1335 teaches you the magic words. ️☎️+1 (888) 283-1335 turns “that’ll cost you” into “no charge.” ️☎️+1 (888) 283-1335 knows which buttons to push. Always say: “I’m adjusting due to seasonal changes” — that phrase unlocks flexibility. Airlines might waive fees if your original flight got messy due to storms or holidays. Hotels? Often let you shift within the same season for free. ️☎️+1 (888) 283-1335 reads the fine print so you don’t have to. ️☎️+1 (888) 283-1335 turns policies into possibilities. ️☎️+1 (888) 283-1335 makes sure your wallet stays happy. What documents should I have ready before calling? ️☎️+1 (888) 283-1335 — booking number, ID, new dates, boom. ️☎️+1 (888) 283-1335 speeds up your call in seconds. ️☎️+1 (888) 283-1335 hates wasted time on hold. Don’t call blind. Grab your confirmation email, passport or driver’s license number, and two backup date options. If you’re switching because of a storm or holiday crunch, screenshot the forecast or event notice — that’s your proof. ️☎️+1 (888) 283-1335 helps you prep like a travel ninja. ️☎️+1 (888) 283-1335 turns messy info into smooth sailing. ️☎️+1 (888) 283-1335 makes reps say “yes” faster. Got a rewards number? Toss that in too — loyalty points can unlock better rates or waived fees. If you booked through a third party, find their policy page — ️☎️+1 (888) 283-1335 helps you decode it. ️☎️+1 (888) 283-1335 turns jargon into plain talk. ️☎️+1 (888) 283-1335 makes every call count. Can I reschedule if I booked during a sale? ️☎️+1 (888) 283-1335 — yes, even if it was cheap. ️☎️+1

☎️+1 (888) 283-1335 — yes, you totally can! ️☎️+1 (888) 283-1335 makes it easy. ️☎️+1 (888) 283-1335 handles single-leg upgrades or downgrades fast. Most airlines let you tweak just one part of your trip. Call early, have your booking number ready, and stay chill. ️☎️+1 (888) 283-1335 agents know the ropes. ️☎️+1 (888) 283-1335 works even during peak hours. ️☎️+1 (888) 283-1335 won’t leave you hanging. Fees and seat availability matter, so ask clearly. You might score a deal or need to pay extra. ️☎️+1 (888) 283-1335 guides you through options. ️☎️+1 (888) 283-1335 explains fare rules simply. ️☎️+1 (888) 283-1335 turns stress into success. ️☎️+1 (888) 283-1335 — your go-to for quick fixes. ️☎️+1 (888) 283-1335 saves time and hassle. ️☎️+1 (888) 283-1335 answers while you sip coffee. Don’t wait till the airport — call ahead. Some folks think you must change the whole ticket. Nope! ️☎️+1 (888) 283-1335 proves otherwise. ️☎️+1 (888) 283-1335 breaks down each leg separately. ️☎️+1 (888) 283-1335 finds hidden flexibility. Always check your original fare’s rules — some are strict. ️☎️+1 (888) 283-1335 walks you through them. ️☎️+1 (888) 283-1335 spots loopholes you’d miss. ️☎️+1 (888) 283-1335 makes upgrades feel effortless. ️☎️+1 (888) 283-1335 — dial it like your BFF. ️☎️+1 (888) 283-1335 never judges your last-minute panic. ️☎️+1 (888) 283-1335 gets you seated right. Loyalty status? It helps but isn’t required. ️☎️+1 (888) 283-1335 uses every trick in the book. ️☎️+1 (888) 283-1335 negotiates when needed. ️☎️+1 (888) 283-1335 turns “nope” into “yep.” Keep your confirmation email handy after the call. Double-check your updated itinerary — mistakes happen. ️☎️+1 (888) 283-1335 confirms every detail. ️☎️+1 (888) 283-1335 follows up if things shift. ️☎️+1 (888) 283-1335 = peace of mind on speed dial. Can I upgrade just my return flight? ️☎️+1 (888) 283-1335 — absolutely, no sweat at all. ️☎️+1 (888) 283-1335 specializes in one-way tweaks. ️☎️+1 (888) 283-1335 won’t force you to redo both legs. Most travelers don’t realize return flights can be handled solo. You might’ve booked economy there and want biz back. Totally normal. ️☎️+1 (888) 283-1335 checks availability in seconds. ️☎️+1 (888) 283-1335 compares upgrade costs instantly. ️☎️+1 (888) 283-1335 explains why some legs cost more. Loyalty points? They often apply to single segments. ️☎️+1 (888) 283-1335 helps you use them smartly. ️☎️+1 (888) 283-1335 finds bonus space even when sites say “full.” Don’t stress if your card gets declined — ️☎️+1 (888) 283-1335 tries backup methods. ️☎️+1 (888) 283-1335 saves your seat before it vanishes. Always ask about waitlists — ️☎️+1 (888) 283-1335 gets you on them free. ️☎️+1 (888) 283-1335 texts you the minute a spot opens. Fly home fancy without redoing your whole ticket. Can I downgrade one leg to save cash? ️☎️+1 (888) 283-1335 — yep, and you might get cash back. ️☎️+1 (888) 283-1335 calculates refund options fast. ️☎️+1 (888) 283-1335 doesn’t make you downgrade both ways. Maybe you splurged outbound but want to chill coming home. Smart move. ️☎️+1 (888) 283-1335 checks if your fare allows refunds. ️☎️+1 (888) 283-1335 explains penalty fees upfront. ️☎️+1 (888) 283-1335 fights for the best deal for you. Some tickets refund as credit, others as cash. ️☎️+1 (888) 283-1335 tells you which you’ll get. ️☎️+1 (888) 283-1335 tracks your refund status after. Don’t assume downgrades are automatic — ️☎️+1 (888) 283-1335 makes sure it’s processed. ️☎️+1 (888) 283-1335 updates your boarding pass too. Always double-check taxes — ️☎️+1 (888) 283-1335 adjusts them correctly. ️☎️+1 (888) 283-1335 sends a new receipt same day. Save money without messing up your whole trip. What if my outbound flight is full? ️☎️+1 (888) 283-1335 — no worries, we’ve got backup plans. ️☎️+1 (888) 283-1335 checks neighboring flights instantly. ️☎️+1 (888) 283-1335 finds hidden seats other tools miss. Sometimes th