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"Yes it did, and I am grateful for that. But yet I will choose you not going into that passge amd witnessed murder. I would have found out who the traitors were." Blade said, quickly turning his back towards her, he slammed his hands Into his pockets, folding his hands in fist, that was the only way he could vent his anger. "Honey, I know you are witnessing your first romantic heart break, I will help you pass over it, Blade Is a dick, a huge dick." Kurt said, whispering Into Bella's ears. Bella closed her eyes tightly, she nodded her head, this heart break was indeed the worst heart break she had ever received. It was more painful than been raped.

Her skin tingled, the energy crawling up her arm like a live wire. “The blade’s pieces,” Aiden murmured beside her, eyeing the storm above. “You think they’ll reform on their own?” “They’re not supposed to,” she whispered. But the truth lingered in the pit of her stomach: the broken blade had absorbed the twisted essence of the shadow-Damon. It was reforming, yes—but not for her. A red lightning bolt snapped across the sky. In the distance, howls echoed. Not from wolves. Something else. Something wrong.

My vision blurred black at the edges. Power cracked the ground under my feet. “Kael,” she whispered, “breathe.” “I can’t.” My voice shook. “If I let go” “You break the world.” “Yes.” “And if you hold too tight,” she whispered, “you break yourself.” I laughed. Broken. “I am already breaking.” Then A flash of silver. A blade. Selene moved like moonlight and death. Too fast.

And with a wink he climbed the stairs. . . . Are you guys ready? Hopefully yes! If this is the first time you are reading my book, you have to read His Broken Princess before this and you can also read standalone- BRIDE TO BE and a completed Duo series CAGED-A DARK BILLIONAIRE CAPTIVE ROMANCE and TRAPPED FOREVER- A Dark and Twisted Happily Ever After. Thankyou ♡ A. Gupta

The sounds inside struck me like lightning. Chloe let out a soft, teasing laugh. "Darling, are you actually going to honor the Blood Moon vow?" Damian chuckled lightly, each note dripping with indulgence. "Babe, that was only a chain to keep her and her pack in check. Tonight, you're the one I want." Then I heard the sound of clothes tearing and Chloe's restrained moans. The sweet, fruity scent clung to me, like an invisible hand closing around my throat. I stood rooted, blood turning to ice, every inch of me paralyzed.

But it no longer dictated, She held her book in one hand, her blade in the other. And stared up at the creature built from her pain. “You think you’re me,” she said. The figure tilted its featureless head. “You’re not.” The pages that made up its body rustled. “You’re my guilt,” she said. “My shame. My failure. My regret.” She raised the blade. “But I’m not your host. I’m your author.” The blade sliced through one of the figure’s arms, The chapter heading there The Luna Who Lied was erased, Instantly, Gone. The monster screamed, a sound like thousands of crumpled voices.

Blade's POV. Now I'm here, trying so hard to make her feel better but I can never tell her that everything will be alright, I can't whisper her the words 'i'll protect you' because I'll just fail myself and her. How can I tell her that it'll all be fine if I'm also broken? How can I assure her that if I'm just pretending to be strong but deep inside I'm slowly melting because of the fire that is desperately wanting me to fall on the ground and break out? Damn this hell! All of them think that I'm the strongest yet I can't even support my mate and help her gain her glow once again. Bullshits! Argh! I wanna take a deep breath over and over again but that'll just make her feel down more.

She walks with elegance and prudence but could speak a curse that would leave you both lost and confused, shattered and broken but most of all deeply in love. That's how I ended up here in this situation I am in now, losing everything and everyone closest to me. Leaving me alone, depending on her for love, on her to put a stop to my lust, and on her to fill me up when I’m empty to stick me back together when I'm broken. I should have known that something was wrong, that something didn't quite fit together perfectly, no matter how many times Althea would beg me to look closer and pay attention.

The combination of Skylar’s deep kiss and the taste of blood was truly not a good one. Gradually, Aslan’s vision began to blur as well. Just as he started to gasp for breath and grow weak, Skylar pulled away suddenly. The kiss ended, but Skylar grabbed Aslan’s shoulder, bit down hard on his neck, and caused blood to spurt from the wound. “Argh!” Aslan screamed in pain. A burning, stinging, excruciating pain spread from his neck throughout his entire body. It felt like excruciating torture. In that moment, Aslan truly felt how shattered he was. His father had broken him all this time, and now Skylar was doing the same, just in a different way. His soul and body were shattered.

“And yes, you are right. I went to meet Evanora, my mate.” “What are you doing here anyways?” she moved closer to me to yank the book I was going through out of my hands. She looked at it, then me, then let out a laugh. “Seriously, Blade? Are you seriously going through these texts with hopes of finding something to defend your stupid actions?” I remained silent, having no words capable of using as a tool to defend myself. “You are pathetic,” she slammed the book against my chest. “Pathetic, I tell you. And oh Blade, stop wasting your time. You’ll never find what you’re looking for. You and she would never be able to stay together.”