Novel & Cerita Alex Fierro Magnus Chase

We all made mistakes and the life is always about a second chance because we have just one life. -Damien DAMIEN POV I looked at the girl sitting next to me on the passenger seat. Her platinum blonde hair were sticking on her face at weird angles. Rare colour of hair I must add. If I have forgotten her face or those haunting blue eyes then I should be lying. A part of me hated seeing tears in her doe eyes. But I am the beast for a reason.

Chase’s POV “This is the news that no one saw coming! Or maybe a few people guessed it because of how cozy they had been a few times. However, here is our confirmation! A few hours ago, Chase Maddox, the city’s Ice King, and the head referee, Tiana Donalds, publicly announce their relationship.” “What the heck, Chase?” Terry asked me angrily. He had barged into my apartment just to ask me this, and he came at the same time that Cindy Mayers had arrived with the same question on her lips.

"What's it about?" Grayson shrugged, but there was a nervous edge to his voice. "Don't know. But Coach looked pissed. Best to get there fast." I sighed, throwing my bag over my shoulder and standing up. My head was still spinning from Arilyn's unexpected reappearance in my life. But Grayson was right—if Coach wanted me, there was no getting around it. I didn't say anything more, just gave Grayson a quick nod and followed him down the hall, the weight of everything I had to face still hanging over me.

Unforgivable! Dodging the next streak of silver with preternatural swiftness, I charged straight towards that vile beast, bullets whizzed past me as I rapidly closed the distance. My bloodied maw stretched wide, fangs yearning to tear out that smugly beating heart. I was locked in a ranging whirlwind with that smug bastard Alpha Damian. My jaws snapped at his throat as we grappled and rolled, each of us going for the killing blow. The reek of his fear was sweet-the arrogant prick knew I was about to end his pathetic reign.

So, so familiar. She gasps and blinks when she start to take in his facial features. He looked familiar because he was a fvking older male version of Pyaar. "Who the fvck are you" she gasps out trying to steady her fear stricken breath. The male version of Pyaar smiles and sits cross legged on the chair opposite her. Even his smile looks lethal. "They call me Trigger" • • •

“She pushed me! I didn’t do anything to her!” “Stop lying,” Lyle says bluntly, his tone sharper now. He doesn’t raise his voice, but the authority in his words makes Fiona flinch. Fiona’s eyes widen further, and she stares at him like he’s betrayed her. “I’m not lying! She grabbed my wrist and—” Lyle holds up a hand to silence her, then gestures toward the corner of the room. “There’s a CCTV camera right there,” he says, his voice cool and controlled. “Do you really want me to pull the footage, Fiona? We can all watch exactly what happened.”