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“Uck! Ahhh…” “How does it feel?” Brett asked while jerking off. “G-Good,” Agatha answered honestly. “There’s one more way to feel better. Your left hand is free. It would be better if you touch your breast with that hand.” Agatha looked at her clothed breasts. She wasn’t sure if Brett was telling the truth, but she was curious and she wanted to try. So, with her left hand, she awkwardly rubbed her clothed left breast. Agatha saw flash of white.

Agatha, a frail figure with weathered features, sat in a worn armchair by the fireplace, her piercing gaze fixed upon me. “You've come,” she say, her voice laced with a mixture of weariness and anticipation. “The chosen one walks among us once again.” I approach her cautiously, my eyes drawn to the ancient books surrounding her, their faded spines whispering secrets of forgotten ages. “Agatha,” I began, my voice betraying both determination and trepidation. “I seek your guidance. The Night Howlers have fallen under a curse that plagues our lineage.” Agatha nodded knowingly, her eyes glimmering with ancient wisdom. Yes, child,” she replied, her voice carrying the weight of centuries. “The cu

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Agatha called. She stepped forwards and faced Cassandra. Among all the people here, she can easily tell that Cassandra was not surprised and happy to see her. Instead, she was stunned and scared as if she saw a ghost who rose into ashes. “How have you been?” She asked, wearing an evil smile. Her eyes went down to her hands and she smirked even more after watching her hands shivering. “My best friend,” she added. Now, her eyes shifted at Rio in front. It seems like he was still trying to absorb everything.

“I convict myself of the death of Christie Claricel. I should have listened to her. I have sinned and I am going to hell—if there is hell at all. Yet, I am living in my own personal hell on Earth. Retribution is a must. There needs to be payback.” Shaking in tears, Agatha took off her undershirt revealing her brown body and abnormally skinny frame. Her ribs jutted out of her skin like canyons on her torso. Her arms were frail and flesh seemed to protrude to the surface—like her skin was glued to her bone. Agatha pulled up a ray’s whip in front of her, barbed at the very end.

I breathed. “Yes, my love,” the imposter murmured, leaning closer. I let him. Let him believe he’d won. And then my hands lit with pure silver light, claws forming at the tips of my fingers. Before he could react, I drove my hand into his chest and ripped his heart out. The body before me convulsed, shifting violently as it fell backward. With a loud scream, Agatha’s true form was revealed, crumpling to the ground. Her crimson hair spilled across the stone, her once-beautiful old face twisted in rage and disbelief.

I gasped as I looked back up at Xipher, and he smiled and softly nodded his head. “A storm is coming.” He said in a voice that sent dreaded shivers through my body as I turned, looking out over the glowing land. To Be Continued in BOOK THREE “GUARDIANS KINGDOMS”

Only now that I realized how close we are to each other, and if only he’s breathing like a normal human would, then maybe I already inhaled his breath… Just a few inches away and I’m sure that our lips will finally collide. “I’m sorry, but this must be some kind of mistake. I am not Heather. I am Agatha,” I introduced myself, hoping that it will wake his senses. But that didn’t even help me out. He placed his palms on the walls, pressing it with much desire as he leans in, and I froze, feeling his lips near my earlobes. “Heather… I finally found you. After centuries of waiting…” He whispered through my ears, inhaling the vanilla scent that I put on myself earlier this morning.

I screamed. Footsteps started approaching us at a speed greater than that of a usual walk. "Eventually, you'll realize that you cannot escape your destiny," Agatha stated. Then she took out a pocket knife and unsheathed it. "What are you doing? Do you want to attack me with that?" I accused her again. On the contrary, Agatha smiled. "Break the seal. . ." She whispered. Then in a swift action, she slit her own throat. I gasped in shock.

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