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she protested, but I was already pulling her out. I didn’t need Damian’s questions. Not yet. Not when I didn’t have answers myself. The moment the door closed behind us, Vivian yanked her hand free like my touch disgusted her. “Don’t you dare get cocky with me, bitch,” she hissed. I dust imaginary dust off my skirt, then smiled. Why? Am I onto something I shouldn’t know?” Her eyes flashed. “What the hell are you talking about?” First corporate sabotage, now personal threats. She was the only villain the book mentioned. I scanned her features, eyeing her suspiciously.

Helena ordered. "Fine, since you two claim not to be aware of the fact that your master had an acquaintance, I'm sure the two of you must've known that the girl was clearly an abomination, she was neither human or showed signs of being a vampire and as I'm sure you all may know the law, an abomination is someone said to not be a vampire entirely with the exclusion of a human who can be turned, once a vampire has come in contact with an abomination, they are expected to kill on target or face the consequences which is punishment by the royal committee." Luna concluded.

We believed we could attack the main devil after attacking the creatures and killing the majority of them. Only to discover that we are indeed in a corner because we had no idea that the people we eliminated had kept rising despite falling. "What in the hell?" "You know, going in cold and attacking first is never a good idea.” I couldn't help but gasp when the Alchemist stated, "So I introduce my creation, they have been injected with my immortal vessel and neither of them would die." No matter what we do or how we try to attack these monsters, they always come back and reciprocate by attacking us.

So, the werewolf tribe manipulated Amino and convinced him to manipulate Boss in order to have Shadow; the lion tribe, and the wings clan's weakness. “A storyteller is stronger in their own domain,” Wan said with a matter-of-fact facial expression. Malikul brushed his fingers in between the strains of the hair, humming low. “Does it mean that the creator of the book is stronger than the mere character?” “Most of it.” “Why?” A worry marred his face. “Some rules don't apply to everyone.” “Amino…” He couldn’t finish his sentence, fearing that Amino was one of those exceptional people.

His lips curved in a smile as if he was happy that his daughter was keeping the Vampire in his place but little did he know that that's how Amber talks to people when her emotions are not all over the place. "But you do owe me a favor for kidnapping me from my castle." Aric's eyes widened at Vladimir's comment. "You bested him?" Aric asked astonished. "As if it was difficult. . ." Amber trailed off, smirking at Vladimir. Vladimir's lips twitched at her jab. Vladimir was one of the most cunning, vicious and oldest vampires to ever roam on earth. And it was difficult for Aric to believe that Amber, his little girl had kidnapped him from his own fucking castle. A place where even immortals like

I asked, and he chuckled. “Take it as you will, and I will not try convincing you otherwise. Believe me, the last thing that I would want to do is waste my time in doing so. But my one advice to you, and you can take it as a friendly one, and maybe the last one,” he said, and the two of us chuckled. “Do not judge a book by its cover or synopsis. Someone might look to be evil on the outside, and might even be described as so, but it all depends on the story’s outcome. In your theory and world, Valerie is supposed to be the villain. When it comes to your reality, I do believe that she is proving not to be.”

Deleting the girl who could be hurt. "You're a cold bitch, you know that?" Vane’s voice was low, almost admiring. "I'm a Master Manipulator, Vane. There’s no room for ghosts in the boardroom." She dropped the charred remains into the mud and ground them in with the heel of her boot. "The Council thinks I'm a victim. Abram thinks I'm his mirror. They're both wrong. I'm the one who survives." Vane stood silent for a long moment. He looked at the grave, then at the woman standing over it with dead eyes. He let out a long, heavy breath.

Still, I went on, "My best friend and my husband had sex in my grandfather-in-law's casket on the day of his burial. Then, after I exposed them, my mother-in-law and these two tried to twist the narrative and paint me as the villain. "I am the victim here. I've suffered two betrayals from the people closest to me. This is the proof." I raised the phone. "They planned this themselves. I believe even my grandfather's spirit can see that I'm innocent. And I have all of you as witnesses." I turned to Dulce and finished, "Is there any doubt left?" Vincent suddenly sat up in the coffin. "Fuck you, bitch! Victim my ass! You caused this too!" he bellowed. "Yes, I'm cheating with Stephanie. So what?!

I said venom lacing my every word as I got off the bed stepping closer to her causing her eye's to widen. "Don't be intimidated, she is only a child" the demons voice rang out or at least that's what I think he is. Turning my head over I look at him "but I'm quiet excited to keep her around" he said smirking his dark eyes staring into my blue grey one's. "Well, is she up?" another voice came as the door opened "oh, looks like she is" looking over I see another woman but this one was wearing a deep red. Her killer cheekbones looked as if they were almost engraved in her face "Im Vera" she said reaching her hand out to me.

Daniela Barnett pushed up her glasses again and said calmly, "Enough with the boasting. I've seen your grades, and I don't recall you getting an A++ in calculus." I rolled my eyes subtly. "So, what response were you expecting when you asked about my grade?" Resting her chin on her hand, Daniela Barnett scrutinized me. "You're quite audacious. Few students speak to a professor like this." Naturally, I respected her as a professor. But Daniela Barnett... I just couldn't see her as a professor. Regarding the six protagonists, including Quentin Bennett, in that dreadful book, I despised them all, without exception. I detested Quentin Bennett's promiscuity and loathed the aggression and dominance