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Kai’s breathing stays steady. Halfway across the open stretch a searchlight swings from the west tower. It misses us by meters. We drop flat in the dirt. My heart hammers so hard I taste metal. Jace’s hand finds my wrist and squeezes once. Kai’s shoulder presses against mine. Riven’s voice is barely sound. “Thirty more seconds of darkness. Then we run the last stretch.” The light swings away. We rise and sprint. The fence is chain link and razor wire at the top. Kai produces the cutters he smuggled in pieces over three weeks. The metal snaps under his hands. A gap opens wide enough.

"When you caught me before, I wasn't, um. I wasn't watching p**n. Exactly." I flinched, waiting for Jennifer to freak out. Instead, she just looked at me expectantly. "See, I don't really like p**n either," I said, "Like you said, it's kind of weird to watch. Very fake and staged. So instead I like to, um, read stuff." "Like Fifty Shades of Grey?" Jennifer asked. "Sort of?" And then, I did something either incredibly smart or unbelievably stupid. "Here," I said, "I'll show you."

It wasn't like any of the ones I had experienced with Nolan but it was close. My eyes went to the pale white skin of Sara's shoulders. The drops of water on her skin made her look even more alluring. I reached her hand out to trace the goosebumps on her arm. I heard Sara take in a sharp breath. When I looked at Sara's face, her green eyes had a strange golden ring around them. Her lips were pink and rosy with droplets of water.

“I really hadn’t thought about it yet. Usually Sundays are a double shift in the diner. Ummm, I don’t know. Library maybe?” “Melinda and I went yesterday, Mama. Oh, she got you this,” Maddie runs into the living room and picks up a small black device. It’s about 3x the size of a phone and Maddie runs back over to me. “It’s a kindle. She said you have an unlimited account now so you can read whatever you want to. And it’s already connected to the library, so you don’t have to go there to check out digital books. Just pick one and it’ll d******d. Although it does still have a limit on how many books you can have ‘checked out’ at one time. I’ve got one too, but I wanted to have a few actual boo

“The flash drive is inside that box. You can take it. But the doors to this penthouse are locked from the outside. Mr. Vane has decided that your brother’s debt requires a... long-term payment plan.” I scrambled out of bed, ignoring the pain, and ran to the massive oak doors. I pulled, kicked, and pounded, but they didn’t budge. I was trapped thirty floors above the world. I walked back to the bed and opened the velvet box. The flash drive was there, but beneath it was a heavy gold anklet. I picked it up, and my blood turned to ice when I saw the engraving on the inside: Property of Vane. The phone on the nightstand rang. I picked it up with shaking hands.

He looked like he just stepped out of a male fashion catalogue. No wonder there were a lot of thoughts shouting towards him, especially from the girls. He really did look good, like Mya had said. His face was a little pale but perfectly shaped. His hair had a little dark shade of brown and it was short and gelled up in a fancy way. His eyes were kind of onyx coloured but that wasn’t too much noticeable. And his mind, it was quiet but I could hear a little humming sound on the background of it.

~Third person POV~ The Scene opens into a well designed and decorated bedroom, that has light streaming in from the window, as the blinds had been strapped to the side. The room has a king size bed, a nice cushion by the other side, the decorations the room held are all vintage but have this modern and classical touch to it and it all screamed money. The colors are a pale green, maroon and brown. A slender yet very pretty figure with silk brown hair that was cropped into a bob, to enhance the skunk look, walks in dressed in all black with pencil heels... She was definitely rocking the assassin fashion. She talks to a figure before closing the door.

❦•: ZARA :•❦ His eyes were the colour of a storm cloud. A very dark and angry storm cloud. They were the most beautiful shade of dark grey I’d ever seen. Dark and piercing, like they could see through your soul. The subtle glow caught in his eyes gave depth to those beautiful charcoal grey, stealing every single breath from deep within my lungs. I couldn’t breathe. Yet, I couldn’t look away.

"They pulled a liter of fluid out of your pleural space. They said the cells they found weren't just inflamed. They were... changing. Crystallizing." "The Grey," I whispered. My voice was a ghost of itself, a raspy tear in the quiet room. "My body is turning into a monument to a pack that hates me. Funny, isn't it?" Silas finally looked at me. His amber eyes were flat, devoid of the pity I’d grown to loathe. "It’s inefficient. You’re no use to me as a corpse, Elara. We have a bridge to build and an empire to dismantle." He stood up and walked over, placing a thin, sleek laptop on my over-bed table. He didn't offer a hand to help me reach it. He knew I’d rather crawl across broken glass than

The lady said typing away at the computer. Jade walked to the back wall, scanning the books, she found a book called ‘The Forgotten Sorrows.’ She planted herself on the floor and started to read into it. It didn’t detail too much into the whole history before the witch burnings, but when it started in on the witch burnings, it turned brutal.