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His voice trembled, "I-I’m fine... I’m okay..." "Help him into the bedroom and lock the door." Kevin Keane’s cold, emotionless voice cut in. Agatha Palmer and Drew Dunn turned to see Kevin Keane and me standing nearby with indifferent expressions after just walking out of our room. I crossed my arms and spoke slowly, "You don’t even know the basics of the apocalypse? Getting scratched or bitten means a high chance of turning. Didn’t you see the previous warning messages?" Terry Thorne clutched his wrist tightly, his eyes filled with wishful thinking. He retorted tremblingly, "A-aren’t there exceptions? A small number of people awaken superpowers after being scratched! I could be one of them!

The closest wolf shifts back to his human form, a disgusting leer on his face as he stands in front of me, too close, so I'd have to touch him to go anywhere. "Well well well, aren't you a pretty thing, and so turned on, I can smell you a mile away." He grins at me but when he speaks, I know it's for Abaddon. "I'm so sorry to interrupt, but maybe I can help you out while your boyfriend's busy with my friends." "Don't fucking touch her." Abaddon shouts, then grunts as one of the men kicks him in the stomach. My eyes don't leave the dark green ones of the man in front of me, there's no speck of kindness or compassion in them, there's a reason this man isn't part of a pack and all I can think i

She asked. Delaney put down the lipstick in her hands and pout her lips to let her have a look of her new lipstick, she put her hand on her chin to think. "Really? I've never heard of a fourth William" Jerry cut in moving his face away from Pat who has her lips pushed out for a kiss. "Yeah, I only know Antonio is Quadruplet I have never seen the fourth" "Is he some weirdo too?" Pat remarked not really interested. "Or maybe he's a girl" Delaney exclaimed lowly resting her chin as she whispered oh my god.

"The Demons wish to cover the entire globe in darkness. Humans, vampires, werewolves, and even witches will be erased from existence as if they were never a part of this universe. The question is, will you submit to the Demon's hellish power? Will you choose defiance even if it means accepting death?" I found myself lost in thoughts amid Xavier's words, grappling with the tremendous seriousness of the situation. The idea of Demons, a realm beneath reality's surface, and the imminent apocalypse was as perplexing as it was terrifying. My desire to return to the familiarity of the present made my curiosity about the past seem unimportant. Nonetheless, I was connected to this moment, my presence

“And no, it wasn’t Max. He meant to intervene but turns out he didn’t need to. Should I tell you all why? Or do you already know?” “Stop!” My mother strictly said. This is how she sounded when she berated us. Kent’s smile grew further up his cheeks. He looked at me, then came closer to examine me. His dark eyes followed my body, up and down. “Plain. Simple. Nothing extraordinary about her. Nothing like Marianna.” He stopped in front of me, his eyes reading mine. He searched for a few seconds, not sure what he was looking for, but I was being taken by their color. They weren’t fully black. It was almost like they had a hue of red in them. This was the first time I had seen a werewolves—a male

"I checked the boxes. All the food and drinks in there are gone!" "You b*stard!" All of the women lost their minds as they tied Howard up and flung him to the middle of the field. Since the heatwave started, nighttime had become shorter and shorter. The sun shone high up in the sky, and it was not even six in the morning yet. The earth was like a gigantic steamer. I watched Howard begging from the surveillance cameras, but his skin soon cracked, and he dried up like a human jerky. It took less than half a day for him to finally breathe his last, exactly like how I ended up in my past lifetime.

Noah looks as pleased to be here as any of the others, but he came and, whilst I suspect we shall have some problems with Noah in the future, his grievances are directed more at Jaden than Luca. “Caleb, it’s been too long,” Xantiago greets me. He is the alpha or the Howlers pack. I give him a warm smile and a firm handshake because despite him being the friendliest here. It could just be a way to cover up that he is the one behind the threat. I feel as if I am second guessing everything. Every look and gesture is placed under scrutiny. I try to shake it off, but despite what I had hoped, no one seems to be an obvious culprit.

He wanted to gain power, but I couldn't believe he would go so far for that, especially after the apocalypse. "You know Irene was just a regular human, so I had to pay more attention to her. Can you stop being mad at me already?" "You paid so much attention to her, you slept with her," I mocked. "You're still mad at me," commented Joshua, this time gentler. "Can't the three of us just get along? It's a post-apocalyptic world. This isn't the same civilization you know any more, Sera. A powerful man can have more than one partner. You and Irene are best friends, so you two can get along better, I'm sure."

Chapter Five Veyra’s POV The next morning, I woke earlier than usual. I had barely slept after everything that happened the previous day, and the conversation between Cairos and Orien kept returning to my mind no matter how many times I tried to push it away. I got dressed for work and left after making sure Zuri is okay too. The moment I stepped outside, I stopped. Cairos was already seated in his car, ready to leave, there was only one private car in the entire Underworld, and it belonged to Cairos. Most people moved around in military transports or settlement vehicles because fuel and working roads had become too valuable after the apocalypse.

I didn’t expect the patch to come so soon. In the second month after the battle, the rooftop radio suddenly crackled to life with a crisp broadcast voice. "The Atlas Geothermal Initiative is now active. Surface temperatures will gradually recover. Rescue is on the way." Rhys and I just stared at each other. So this wasn’t a solo survival game after all. It was online, and the admins had finally logged in. A week later, a military helicopter landed in the open lot. Registration and verification went quickly. The officer in charge clapped me on the shoulder. "Turning the apocalypse into a warehouse operation! You’re one of a kind."