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Odette beamed. I drank in her appearance the same way everyone else did. From her heart-shaped face and her honey voice to her high cheekbones that shimmered with a dusting of highlighter and blush and eyelids that were smoky with thick, black winged eyeliner. Her lips—bottom slightly plumper than the top—were stained pink to match her pink tank top which dipped to show cleavage. The blue jeans she wore fit her like a second skin, clinging to the curves of her ass, thighs, and carves—she clearly worked out—and her feet were clad in original chuck Taylors.

She asked, and my aunt nodded. "Awesome.. So Auntie Annie, would you mind opening one that leads to Paris for me? Yunno... to burst me outta this joint? " We laughed, and I went over to hug her "I'll really miss you, Ray." Thanks a lot for being here for me. " She hugged me back and we stayed like that till my aunt coughed, "The portal is supposed to be open for just a few minutes honey. We have a few seconds left. And Rachel, you probably should start going home now. Your parents will be waiting for you. "

Lana said fanning herself whilst Sophia laughed. " You need to meet Mr De Nero ...he's so hot ..." She said and I froze at the mention of De Nero . " You mean Luciano ? He's the Boss ? I asked surprised. " You've met him Already ? Yes he's the hottie Aria ...omg " she squires.

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he added with a bow. I took the letter in surprise. Kevin could have sent a mindlink instead, I thought as I opened up the letter. It was written in fine ink. "Alpha of the Night Howlers," the heading said. I remained standing as I scanned the content of the letter. I ran towards the arched windows to take a peep at expanse. I saw nothing. The letter had read, "You look stunning in your outfit, Alpha. We could grab a drink sometime." I ordered the guards who'd sent the letter back,

Alexander replied, while chucking. He opened the door, without hesitation. I stepped inside to be met with an annoyed Adonis. Alexander clearly slumped on the couch, while I took a seat opposite Adonis. "You can leave now." Adonis asked Alexander, while eying me carefully. "Yes Ozymandius" Alexander replied in a gruff voice while walking out the door. So his name was Ozymandius? "Ozymandius" I tested on my lips. I looked at Adonis - I mean Ozymandius, who had his eyes shining golden.

It's not like he's some movie star or some freaking famous football star. "Trent Aston," He winks at me. "G****e me." ××××

"Good morning class. We have a new student amongst us today. Can you please stand and introduce yourself?" I confidently stand up from my seat beside Thea. "Hello everyone. I'm Onda. Onda Silver Thorne." "Talk about weird names." A male voice behind me says causing some people to snicker. I ignore him and continue. “I’m 17 years old and I’m from…” I can’t say Zorah now can I? Say Australia. "Australia?" That came out more as a question. "Where in Australia?" The teacher asks. Katherine. "Katherine?" That also came out as a question.

I see Ocean's eyes turn black when I say that Desert is a bit bruised so I quickly hurry on, "She said all she can see from the room she is locked in is an apple tree" Ocean and Acre look at each other and smile "Uncle Antony's house," they both say together. Oceans p.o.v. Me and Acre get into the water first, we quickly and quietly swim to the other side watching in case we are spotted but everything goes smoothly, as Acre waits behind a tree I silently creep up behind the rogue that's supposed to be on watch and without making a sound I snap his neck,

I shrug. “Okay, I like her.” she points to me and looks at Rhea. “I’m Veronica by the way. Veronica Ryan. Grade B.” “Grade?” I raise a brow, confused. “A Grade basically tells how dangerous a person is. And before you ask, the difference between A’s and B’s is that A’s have committed murder.” “But mine is asterisked?” “It’s never been given before but I’m guessing it means numerous counts of murder.” Yeah. That makes sense.