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It too had watched, and now held its silence as if unsure whether to snarl or weep. She rose from her bed, the room cast in the soft glow of dawnlight bleeding through the shutters. A quill and journal waited on her desk—once a place for idle scribbles, now a sanctuary for the storm in her mind. She opened it with trembling fingers, her handwriting messy but urgent as she scrawled: "There were five of us. Five selves. Each loved. Each mated. One died. Betrayed." She paused. "I don't know who. I don't know when. But the bond snapped like a scream, and I felt it echo in my bones."

Back in the physical world, Novel’s body collapsed beside Kitty, as he coughed up a splash of blood before slipping into complete unconsciousness. Inside his mind, Alexei faced the dark, monstrous shadow of the Myth standing before him. “You can’t use me for your revenge!” Alexei roared, charging the beast with everything he had. “My mate isn't dead! Give me back my body!” With a final, desperate strike, Alexei slammed into the dark entity, and darkness took him completely. _____ One Year Later It was Novel’s university graduation day. She stood near the podium in her cap and gown, a bright smile on her face as she chatted and snapped photos with her classmates, completely oblivious to the f

Only Orlando seemed to chase away my demons. “Arianna?” “I need you, please…” “I’m coming.” “Come to my room.” “Almost there.” I tripped several times in my attempt to get to the safety of my room while I clawed at my dress, trying to loosen the knots that pressed at my chest. Just as I entered my room, Orlando rushed in. My vision blurred as I gasped for breath, crawling on the floor. I felt like a fish out of water.

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Aisha's POV The Paris sky that evening was a golden orange, reflecting the shadows of streetlights on the bustling city sidewalk. I sat on the balcony of my apartment, watching the hustle and bustle below while sipping on warm tea. Five years had passed since I left my old life. Five years since I chose to disappear. Along the way, I had found a new self, but the shadows of the past still clouded my mind. I was no longer the weak woman who felt unworthy of love. Now, I was a respected heart surgeon.

Right before she turned back toward the board, I spoke out. “It’s based on a novella titled ‘Un Captiano Moro’ by Giovanni Battista Giraldi Cinthio. It was written in 1565,” I answered clearly. Everyone sitting around me was nothing short of stunned. Mrs. Shields’ jaw nearly hit the floor. Out of the corner of my eye, I caught Arthur’s expression. Pride. “My, my...It seems that you are far ahead of everyone else,” Arthur chuckled. I closed my eyes and inwardly groaned. Good God, what the hell? Was this really going to be my new reality—picking fights with teachers?

He watched, and waited. This was a funny building, the Bastille, a circular, stone tower that rose right up to the sky. It almost looked like a lighthouse in the center of the city. There were no windows— just a few iron bars here and there. Kyle spotted the multiple layers of silver bars, and knew why they were there. Inside, deep underground, lay seven of the most vicious creatures that had walked the planet. He had heard that, in addition to the silver, there was another layer of a special metal installed, to contain them. He needed to find out exactly which type of metal it was. Once he did, he would know what he needed to break it. Kyle saw his opportunity, and moved quick. As the shift

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A massive emerald, ringed by a halo of diamonds, sparkled in the candlelight. I shivered when his fingertips grazed my neck. “Perfect,” he whispered in my ear. “Like it was made for you.” I raised my champagne glass, trying to hide my racing heart. Orion sat across from me, his gray eyes burning into mine, threatening to melt me. It had been five years since I was reborn. Five years I’d spent by his side. I was his secret. His only woman. I knew he didn’t do marriage. But the way he looked at me, the way he made love to me… it made me hope. It made me dream that he would ask me to be his wife.

"How is that even possible? You must hit your head or something to return to the past." "I guess Ares kissing her had triggered her childhood before the abduction," I look over my shoulder to see Jo sleeping peacefully. Dr. Warner gave me another sedative just in case Jo had her episodes again. But this seems different. "I will have to contact Warner tomorrow, and probably he will give us some answers as to why Jo is five again."