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Zev's pov I love Grace and Ethan, but they can be a bit overbearing sometimes. And she is just as intuitive as Raiden, always knowing when I’m not feeling well. But I actually didn’t mind calling her this time. I had enough ammunition to get her to focus on her son, if I needed to. Raiden called his mom to videocall, and she immediately picked up. “First of all, it’s really good to see you guys. Secondly, why don’t you text back?” “We’re kind of busy, mom... It's not like we're just sitting around doing nothing.” Raiden replied. I didn’t realize we both weren’t texting her back as frequently as we normally do. “Busy sleeping with every girl there?” Grace replied, raising her eyebrow at me. “Well, actually.” I teased Raiden. “He just cancelled a date to call you.” “Then there really must be something wrong.” Grace said, giving me a knowing wink. He rolled my eyes at me, “and he’s seeing someone.” “I’m not!” Maybe I protested a bit too much, because Grace giggled at the two of u

And the last one so far. Hope you like it so far. Raiden’s pov Shit. I stormed off in anger, leaving my best friend, little mouse, and Suzie behind. It probably looked like some temper tantrum to them, and I didn’t care right now. Yesterday night messed with my head. I had been so desperate to prove to Zev that he was wrong, that I had sex when I wasn’t even in the mood. This was the first time in my life that I had made myself have sex. I felt dirty and weird. After Lisa entered my room, we began kissing each other, but I just wasn’t feeling it. It wasn’t like she sucked at kissing; it simply lacked passion. Mostly on my part. It had never bothered me before, but suddenly it didn’t feel enough. I barely knew Lisa, and I had fucked girls whose personalities I didn’t really like before. But yesterday, I needed more than just lust. I tried to compensate by focusing on her pleasure. Sex doesn’t feel right unless I make a woman cum first. It’s not just that I feel like it’s the r

Ripley’s pov “I don’t want to keep playing this game.” I told Cas. “I’m calling Oliver and arranging a meeting. I want you there.” “Okay.” Ripley giggled, “That’s it? You had this big plan and everything.” Cas winked at me, making me instantly feel butterflies in my stomach. “My plan isn’t necessarily tied to Oliver. He’s just a cog in the machine. I want to break the whole fucking machine apart. Make sure there’s nothing left to ever rebuild.” “You sound like a man looking for vengeance,” I joked. I half joked; talking about breaking things apart was maybe a bit much. Cas pulled me close to him, giving me a kiss that made my legs weak. “The type of man Simon is... He won’t go down without a fight. He’ll try to come for me and for everyone I love if I let him. The things I found are so fucking bad, Ley. That man deserves to go to prison.” “So, give the cops everything you’ve learned.” I said, looking up into the eyes of the most handsome man alive. God, how could someone be this

71 Cas’ pov “Get a team,” I told Ripley while a lot of doctors were working on me. “What do you mean?” Ripley asked. Her hands were covered in blood, her jeans had a hole around her knee, and she looked like she was still in shock. I fucking hated that I couldn’t protect her then, but there’s no way in hell I’m going into surgery without knowing she’s safe. “Police will send some patrols to keep an eye on you and the girls, but you should hire additional security. Call, -“ Before I could finish, the doctor tried to stop me from talking. “Sir, we really have to go.” “I don’t fucking care. Give me a second!” I shouted, which earned me a glare from almost everyone in the room. “Cas…” Ripley scolded me. “Call my assistant. Call my dad. I know he’s a fucking dick, but he’ll know what to do.” And I was escorted out of the room. I wanted to say more, but apparently if you get shot, you need surgery. At first, I felt fine; the adrenaline was pumping through my body. I didn't even fee

Hi, yesterday I went to the dentist, but today I have a lot of pain in my jaw and head which makes it really hard to focus. tomorrow will be Kingsday, so i will have no time to write either. And then the may vacation starts. It's two weeks off from school around may ;) About Kingsday, because I explained it very poorly yesterday: In the Netherlands there is a King. There used to be a Queen and her son took over. He doesn't have much power, or any power really. We have a governement. No president, but several political parties that form a coalition that work together. Or try to at least. We vote for people in a party. Well, I'll not go into that, because my head is killing me and it's complicated. First we used to celebrate Queensday, but now it's Kingdsay. it's on his birthday and it's a public holiday. There are music festival, big flea markets where you can sell your stuff on the street. Everyone wears either orange, or red,white, blue (colors of our flag.) Orange is because of