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Any deeper, and it was going to hurt her.He threw the poniard away. He couldn't do it.Not to her."Don't do this to me..." he begged, pressing the pearl against her scaly chest. "Get in... Get in, please."But it wasn't obeying."UGH! Damn it!" Melvin pulled her closer and buried his face in her neck, knowing that forcing it any further would only bring her more pain."D-Damn it..."He raised his head and stared up above, hating the fact that the dragon girl in his arms was fading away. The night sky was in total darkness, resembling the loss of hope in marking an end to the recurring cycle. Right in the middle of the woods was the happening that mortals were never going to believe. Melvin sensed defeat. Nothing turned out as planned.The protectors of peace...were losing.A crackle of energy snapped through the air. Arlyaen stepped forward, his hand raised, an el

Now, a breath was all it needed to expose their whereabouts."Hyntece, you promised me you'd never be like Lryke. You said regaining status as an angel is what you've been dreaming of all this while," Arlyaen said. There was a strong note of threat in his words."Show yourself, traitor!" Vyre roared, his rage a wildfire. He hacked at the underbrush, his strikes growing wilder with each passing second."Come back to me, my child." Arlyaen sniffed the air, his nostrils flaring, as if hunting for a scent. "Only I can grant that dream of yours."Miracle's pulse thundered in her ears. She strained to see through the chaos, her fingers clenching the damp earth beneath her. Beside her, Melvin's breath hitched. He moved before she could, grabbing her and pressing her down, his palm firm against her lips. His wide, terrified eyes spoke the warning his voice dared not.Then—A sudden, merciless squall tore through the clearing, howling like a be

Arlyaen jerked his hand slightly to the left, and the dagger swished past Melvin's bruised cheek, striking the rock behind him. For a brief second, it seemed as if time had stopped.Until the screechy laugh sliced through the oppressive silence.He had won the deal.Red chains on Melvin's head clinked as he struggled to push his body up from the ground. He flashed the white dragon a terrified stare, his cracked lips quivering to speak, but only a dry rasp escaped."You shouldn't have thought that you had an option from the very beginning," Arlyaen said with strong hatred laced in his voice, "white dragon."Miracle avoided his eyes, guilt washing over her soul. She knew she was officially repeating the sin her mother had committed. For a fallen angel, she was going to betray her species, her mission, and the entire of Long Sheng Jie.The evil lord snapped his fingers. One of the hundreds of thumping capsules clicked open, dropping a raw heart

Once again, icy cold water splashed onto her face, yanking Miracle back to consciousness. She gasped, her body trembling as glowing shackles tightened around her dislocated wrists, sealing the white dragon within her. Violent golden-red pulses throbbed along the oak tree's branches as they fed on her energy, refining the contents in the hanging capsules. Through the haze of pain, she saw Arlyaen standing before her. The soft patter of dripping water pulled her focus to the side—Melvin. His presence added an unsettling tension lingering in the air.Arlyaen took a step forward, his eyes fell on the bulging veins under her bloodless cheeks. "You're making me lose my patience.""You know I'll never give it to you." Miracle shot him the sharpest glare her current state could afford."And you know I'd do anything just to get what I want." He smirked.As soon as the evil lord finished speaking, his hand shot out, clamping around Melvin's neck like a steel

"Wait a little longer," he said to the twins in his office."Wait? We don't have any more time to waste, Mr. Vincent!" Lyn exclaimed.The room fell into pin-drop silence again. Frowning, Beck took off his specs and cleaned them with the cloth he took from the drawer. Though he looked calm, no one could tell just how deeply unsettled he was.Miracle was in Arlyaen's hands. Whether she was alive or dead was still uncertain. More than anyone, he knew they should be taking action, not sitting back and doing nothing like now.But he was waiting for someone."I don't care." Lyn clenched her fists and shoved Kingsley's hand away when he tried to pull her back. "Even if it's going to cost me my life, I'm going to storm their f*cking territory and bring back Miracle!"Right then, a knock on the door broke the tension growing in the air. "Maybe I can be of some help."Hearing that, Beck loosened his stiff shoulders. A faint sm

A sharp pain tore through her damp chest, jolting her awake. Miracle's eyes darted around, panic creeping in. Cold metal bit into her wrists and ankles as chains bound her to the gnarled trunk of an oak tree. Each attempt to break free drained what little strength she had. Menacing red pulses coursed through the tree, suppressing her cultivation with every flicker. The air was thick with dampness, the dim surroundings pressing in on her. Wherever this place was, she knew one thing for certain—she should never have ended up here."Love has always been my best friend." The cold, hard voice came through before he walked into her view. "Because of love, I've never lost."His steps echoed, reverberating through the cave's clammy walls. She tensed, and then it all came rushing back—from discovering Nancy in the toilet to getting caught in their net and everything in between. When Arlyaen finally stood in front of her, icy shudders ran down her spine as her gaze f

Sirens blared, cutting through the air, as Jack and his henchmen, hands cuffed, walked out of his mansion. The evening sun descended in a blaze of warm hues, casting a mesmerizing orangy glow that bathed the city in a soft, amber radiance. Was it to celebrate their victory? Well, perhaps it was. Pausing her steps in front of the entrance, Clover tilted her head and looked up at the sky. "It's finally a bright day." "I can finally live with myself now." Upon hearing that, Clover turned around, and the first thing that caught her eye was the sight of cuffs encircling Evelyn's hands. A relieved smile tugged at the corner of her lips. "I've surrendered to the police. This is what I owe you, Clover. I don't seek your forgiveness, but I hope you won't hate my child. I can tell that he cares a lot about you," Evelyn said, darting her eyes from Clover to Kyle at the back and back to Clover again. Clover tried speaking, but words couldn

"Kyle!" Clover screamed. Her face was filled with fear."Don't be scared, Clover. I'll bring you out," Kyle uttered, his eyes emanating a murderous aura as he glared at the man standing before him. "Tsk. What are you talking about? You're gonna die right here, right now," said that man. In a flash, he shuffled to the left and pinned his ankle to Kyle's, tripping him down the next second. Before Kyle had the time to react, the man swiftly seized him by the hair, unleashing a flurry of punches on his face.Clearly, Kyle wasn't his match, and in no time, his face was awash with blood.Tossing Kyle aside, the man grabbed the bat at the corner. As he dragged it across the ground, sparks danced at its edge, their eerie screeches piercing the tense atmosphere. Clover paled, watching him hold it above his head and thrust it down with all his might. "No..." She wept, shaking her head frantically. “Wait, Andrew.” A cold, familiar voice came through. As obedient as a dog, Andrew dropped the

The wind chime gently tinkled, and there sat Kyle, staring at the huge Amethyst Geode next to the 105-inch television. Its purple hues dazzled brilliantly. He flicked his gaze around. The walls were adorned with perfectly framed certificates, newspaper articles, and magazine covers featuring the nation's lawyer for everyone to admire.His uncle was indeed very successful."Oh my my my! Look who's here!" "Uncle Jack!" Kyle stood, reaching out for a warm hug."My boy!" He laughed, tightening his arms around him. "Life's good? I heard you just had your comeback not long ago."Kyle returned him an awkward smile and didn't say anything much. "What's wrong?" Jack asked, bending down slightly to meet his nephew's lowered gaze. "Want some drink?""My friend has gone missing, and I'm really worried." He sighed, his sentence trailing off with a rise in tone as he cast a doubtful look at his uncle. "WHAT?! MISSING?" Jack freaked out. Kyle arched his brows. Was he wrong about his uncle being

As fate would have it, Clover was back on the icy bed, her gaze vacant. She made no attempt to struggle or free herself, almost as if she had submitted to her destiny and abandoned all hope of leaving this place. She had been escaping since the tragic death of her parents. Yet until now, her efforts had proven futile. Exhausted and disheartened, she grew weary of everything. Jack tied Evelyn to a cross. "You lured me out for this, huh?" he hissed, sending a slap across Evelyn's face. "Who gave you the guts to go against me, slut?" "You should've seen this coming when you spilled the story. Did you really think I'd turn to you for help?" Her intense gaze remained fixed on him. "I'm tired, Jack." He smirked. "Don't you think it's a bit too late to regret things, considering all that you've done?" Jack casually walked over to the bed and sat beside Clover, tenderly stroking her from her hair down to her curves. Needless to say, he was craving for her body. Clover swallowed hard and

Clover followed closely behind Evelyn as they walked up the stairs.When they came to a stop, Clover stood on tiptoes and looked past the woman in front. A ray of light fell onto her cheeks like a comforting touch to her intimidated soul as Evelyn pushed open the ceiling.That was the exit and also the entrance to the hidden basement of the mansion. Poking her head out, Evelyn scanned the room, sweeping her glance across the piles of documents, the switched-on laptop, and the watercolor paintings adorning the marble wall. No one was in sight. She crawled out and reached back into the darkness for Clover's hand."Careful," Evelyn said. Clover joined her soon after. She darted her widened eyes around and paused at the hanging grandfather clock with the pendulum swaying at the bottom. The ticks were louder than usual; she couldn't help but be distracted. As her curious mind processed the surroundings like a buffering stream, Evelyn abruptly tore the maroon curtain, sending it cascading

Evelyn descended the curly stairs, shifting most of her weight onto the steel railing. She breathed through her lips. Creaks mustn't be heard, lest she end up doomed. As she moved forward, her heart pounded against her chest so hard that she thought it was just a matter of time before it leaped out. When she finally reached a grey stone wall, she hid behind it and stole glances at the view ahead. The men were there, standing with their feet apart while guarding the room in the corner. They didn't realize her presence. 'What should I do?' she thought, looking at her weaponless self. She darted her dreadful eyes around. The moment her gaze fell on a metal bat left abandoned underneath the dusty steps, a glimmer of hope illuminated her expression. Crawling on her fours, she dragged her body through the dirt and stretched out her arm. The weapon was too far. She couldn't reach it, but determination fueled her. Gritting her teeth, she hauled her body forward for another time, finally h