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“She won’t.” They stepped into the checkpoint building, where Bram waited by a metal table. Guards formed a perimeter. Something small sat on the table—a child’s plush rabbit, soft gray fur, one ear bent permanently sideways. Liora’s breath hitched. “That’s… Wren has one just like it.” “It’s not hers,” Bram said. “But it was delivered like it was meant to be.” Liora approached slowly, palms tingling with unease. “What’s inside it?” Bram clicked a penlight and exposed the open back seam.

She would just have to accept the fact that he would find out her secret. As soon as she removed the block from her mind she felt Harry's presence immediately. *Babe, what's wrong? Where are you?* *H-Harry-* Brooke's thoughts were cut off and she gasped when there was a sharp prick in her neck. She looked up at Ben with wide eyes as he removed the needle from her neck. She suddenly couldn't feel Harry. He was gone. "W-what-" "It's a nice little invention of mine," Ben smiled. "Blocks the mindlink of mates and pack members. Now get in the fucking car."

"Please, just open your eyes." Jung-Ho lightly pats Sook-Ja's cheek. The young girl, whose lifeless body is next to him, and he is kneeling. He is to blame for her current state. While returning from work, she was involved in an accident. He cries out, "Open your eyes," as his own eyes begin to blur. His skull is bruised, and tears are running down his face. He moves his fingers lightly to stroke the side of her cheek. When his hand accidentally bumps against a brand-new wound, he struggles to contain his sobs. It aches worse than anything I've ever experienced, which makes the suffering unbearable. The car is on fire and the flames are rising high into the sky.

Mira was just stunned by his behaviour. "What took you so long?" Yang who was waiting for him downstairs asked when he saw him. Damon shook his head while tucking his gun in the waistband. Yang noticed that something was wrong. He looked up towards his room and saw Mira coming out of his room. His eyebrows raised in shock and he followed Damon out. "Damon, what's happening?" Damon closed his eyes frustrated and ran fingers through his hair. "I burnt Mira's book which her dead husband gave her."

The adult Blotters and I turned to watch Trisha, sitting on the rug between the boards, where shy hesitating lines started appearing. “She’s nice,” said Ann. I nodded with an affectionate smile, and then frowned. “I’m an ass. I mean the farm animal, Ann, before you scold me. How come I didn’t think about it before? I have to show you how to use the tablets to read books you don’t have here!” “On the device?” asked Joseph. “Yeah! You can access books from all over the world. Zillions of them! I’m so sorry! We’re doing it right tonight.”

He said. The book was glowing, a red light emanating from the inscriptions. A part of the book had a drawing, a crucifix in the middle, which the illuminated ray concentrated on. "Emily, we have to leave." Dad grabbed my hand, beads of sweat settling on his face. His heart was beating faster than the average person’s, his eyes reflecting the red light from the book. "I can't stand." I cried. "Not now," he reached for my back, pulling the fragments out of my vitals. I screamed, hitting the book continuously as I rolled with the immense pain.

Brent was typing frantically, bleeding the stock dry pound by pound, executing my revenge with flawless precision. On the screen, Lyle stared at the tablet. The numbers were dropping so fast it was making him dizzy. His empire – the untouchable fortress he had spent a decade building – was being systematically, violently dismantled in real – time. He scrolled down the screen, his fingers shaking uncontrollably. I knew exactly what he was looking for. He wanted to see the name of the proxy firm that had initiated the kill shot. Sovereign Bloom Capital. Lyle’s breath caught in his throat. I watched his eyes widen in pure, unadulterated terror as the memory of my dark, merciless eyes at the gala finally clicked into place.

" Blake sighs before wishing Ty a happy birthday. The agony eats at him knowing it's Selene's birthday and he's not with her. Tyler smiles softly, wishing he was next to his twin sister as well. "Thanks man! I appreciate that." "Ty? Wait...." Blake stands and walks towards Tyler. "Here. I wish I could have given you this to you under different circumstances...but, here!" He hands Tyler a beautiful gold pocket watch with T. S. engraved in the front. "Wow! This is a really nice watch Blake. Thanks man." They clash hands giving each other a side hug. "I just hope I can get out of this one so I can have a

I nodded when raised his brow. "Thank you, Sir," Blake said with a lopsided smile as he looked at Daddy, concerned. I let out a chuckle when they started moving their heads like they're communicating with each other without talking. "Hey, Blake, let's go upstairs first," I said and he nodded. "Yeah, I think I need to pee." He mutters quietly before we walked towards the stairs. OOPS, SORRY TO CUT THE SCENE! JUST WANT TO INFORM YOU GUYS THAT I WILL PUBLISH A WEREWOLVES GENRE BOOK SOON! HERE'S THE PROLOGUE!💛

I want to read! I stood up the sofa and half run to the books. Damn all my fav’s are here! This is heaven! I got a book entitled ‘The stars of us’. Just as I was about to read the first page of the book, my phone vibrated from my pocket. Ohhh, it’s Elocin. I know what she wants, probably can wait to hear what I was gonna say so she would like to talk about it on the phone. Gosh! “Hello” I answered.

Chapter Seven: A BREACH IN SECURITY Rojean opened her eyes, her hands shielding them from the glare of the light from the window which curtains were opened. Her phone kept buzzing that caused her to wake up from her slumber. It didn’t bother her as she didn’t really have the time at the moment to go over any thought process but once she took a peek at her phone and Krister was constantly sending her messages, she sat up and breathed out. She realised that it was a quarter and a half past 7 and that it was too early to be dealing with Krister’s business but nevertheless she called him up to know what was going on.

Gnarled roots are taking over the path leading up to its porch, and the orange light coming from within the windows is so cozy. So gorgeous. "Do you like what you see?" Blake asks. She is standing many feet away from me, human-sized to make me feel less alone among the many giants walking past us. "Your city is amazing!" Blake smiles in her feral way, then nods at a crackling fire. I follow her gaze and stop breathing upon seeing Finn sit in front of it. He stares into the flames with slumped shoulders, and Blake places a hand on my shoulder, encouraging me to approach him.

Gianna and I have been investigating him for a while, but we haven't found any concrete evidence against him. “ Do something," Gianna prompted when I fell into a thoughtful silence. “I need to talk to Kane,” I decided. “ Meanwhile, please transfer him to block 1.” I ordered softly, rising to my feet, in pursuit of Kane. “Block 1?” Gianna called out surprised, and justifiably so because that block was strictly for the elderly and the sick. “It has more protection.” I countered, confusing her momentarily, “They have already set their eyes on him, Gigi.”

I giggled. "No that's no- fuck it just do it after." She said and cut off the link. Damn, she must be really furious. "This is going to be fucking interesting." Noah said as he leaned on the wall behind us. "Yeah..." —————————————————— "And this how the system immune is created, any question?" Blaze asked as the girls who he designated to be his assistant, stayed too close to him much to my displeasure. She was touching him, his strong arms. She can't fucking do that!

There is a bold font that caught my attention right away. Minding what you are doing is the key to slow down time. Maybe, all you need is to put down your phone and focus on the experience. Setting away distraction makes moment feels eternal. I take out my phone and capture the bold font sentences, together with the hand-written note. I quickly shove my phone inside my pocket as I heard footsteps behind me. After putting the book back to its place, I turn around and see Rosie rolled her eyes. Also, that scary guy who is following behind her, with the same sour facial expression as earlier.

Zaviers hand went to his shoulder right when he went to stand up. I quickly turned around and power walked to the book because I could feel the need radiating off of him. Blake was looking at me with a soft smile that had me smiling more. I quickly looked throught the pages until I stopped on the page that read. 'Broken souls.' I wouldve been confused if I hadnt passed soul breaker a few pages back. I rubbed my hand over the page and watched as a gold ribbon slowly came out of the book. The ribbon twirled around Blake in a graceful manner. The ribbon slowly attacted itself to his body. "I cant move." Blakes panicked tone had me praying that this was right.

I heard that information from my friends. His mouth curved into a smile. "Yeah, admirably isn't it?" I smile back before nodding. "Is there anything that I can do for today?" I ask. Blake snap before turning his back at me and search for something. "Yeah, We have the simple recipe that you can easily learn here." Blake give me a thick old book. I frown. Does the owner of this book is a fan of gothic styles? "Is this our Boss's recipes?" I ask. Blake nodded his head.

My mind is spinning, still trying to process the secret we’ve just uncovered. Blake doesn’t miss a beat. He pulls out a small portable printer from his bag, connects it to his laptop, and begins printing out a few of the images. I watch, horrified and fascinated at the same time. “Now,” he says, leaning back in his chair with a satisfied grin, “I make them aware someone knows.”

"Tell me why." "Just trust that I'm not going to do anything that you won't like," Blake said. "Hand, now." I slowly moved my hand out and watched Blake cautiously and he reached into his pocket and pulled out a small circular piece of metal with a button on. He moved it towards my wrist and held it above the silver bracelet that prevented me from accessing any private files on the computer and tracked my every technological move. Blake pressed the button and suddenly the bracelet snapped open and fell to the ground. I looked up at Blake with wide eyes. "Why?"

Blake. Blake wasn’t sure what was more ridiculous—the fact that he had been studying all morning or the fact that he actually cared about impressing Amelia. Not that he’d ever admit it cause if Charlie found out, he’d never let it go. Blake leaned back in his chair, flipping another page in the physics textbook he had borrowed from the school library. His room was quiet, save for the occasional scratch of his pen against paper. The notes he had scribbled looked nothing like his usual ones—this time, he was actually paying attention to what he wrote instead of just doodling in the margins.