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Katya nods to herself. “Let’s do that.” Azraiel agrees with the idea. It would help them know who has been planning this all for years. Katya is about to leave when Theo bursts in holding the contents of Arthur’s box. Azraiel arches an eyebrow at him. Theo wordlessly rushes to his table and puts down two burned photographs on the table. “Look at the female.” He breathlessly speaks. “I cross-checked every damn pack’s members from the time around Charlotte was born. I couldn’t find anyone who looked like this.”

She narrowed her eyes. “What are you talking about?” I walked to the far corner of the study and opened the drawer of my desk. Inside, a box. Old. Locked. And untouched for years. Until now. I opened it slowly and pulled out an old photograph. A young woman, beautiful, soft-eyed, with that same raven-black hair and fire in her gaze. Lysandra looked over my shoulder. “Who is that?” I smiled coldly. “Her name was Marissa.”

ICE COLD FACTS 'BOUT U! Name: Deity Heda Villaser Nickname: Dei, Hed, Address: Automotoville Subdivision Cellphone no: +639596349085 Birthday: November 26, **** School: BCGHS Ambition: to become a fashion designer FAVORITES ....... Hobbies: make-overs, shopping Music: When I Look At You, All of me, etc Singers: Random Book: none Sports: gymnast Bestfriends: Precious, Arriane and Xyna

"I'm not feeling any emotion heights with your words...uhm...Yulia. Are you here to kidnap me?" "No. I'm simply paying you a visit." "Really? Am I that pitiful?" "No. You really just beguile my interest. I'm glad I came." He approached her. He took her hand to put a small, silver box with a glittery ribbon on top. "Happy birthday, Tamara Kromatova. Accept my gift to you. May you dream of me until I see you again."

I open the chat, and there’s a single photo inside that makes my entire body go still. Jake. And a girl, maybe fifteen, with the same tired eyes and pursed mouth. His sister. They’re standing next to each other, smiling cheekily, and there’s a sash across her body with the words Birthday Girl written on it. I can make the faint silhouette of a cake in the dark backdrop. My hand flies over my lips as I open the profile. It has no followers or posts. I click back to the chat. Someone is typing. [Jake’s sister.]

Humans and vampires get paired together for life, it can be a two vampire or two human pairings or it can be a mixed-race and mixed gender. Ohh where are my manners I didn't introduce myself my name is Sophia, I'm 15 and three quarters. My Bday is next month and I'm not excited in fact I'm not looking forward to it at all. I'm 5 feet tall and weigh around 90 pounds I'm a bit underweight, I got brown hair and brown eyes, I'm nothing special.

Jane mumbled, her eyes not leaving Jayce. “Maybe in some cooking show,” Yeah he is quite well known for what he does, even if lives quite a normal life. Jane shook her head, “No….wait I have seen it on your phone,” “Phone,” Both Jayce and I mumbled at the same time. “Yeah, if I’m not wrong you're his picture on your home screen,” “Jane, you don’t have to say that out loud,” I groaned, turning my head to look at Jayce, who had a devilish smirk on his face.

I bet her name is Bethany and her birthday is January 2nd 1994. Horny4U seemed to be working his lack of magic on Bethany who took the bait for a private chat. Poor girl. I shook my head. *PrinceCharming has invited you to a private chat room* ACCEPT or DECLINE *LimberJack has invited you to a private chat room* ACCEPT or DECLINE LonelyGirl: No private chats tonight. Sorry, on here for work 👩‍💻 LimberJack: For work...is that what's been keeping you away sweetheart? 😘

That message read: ​ “XI•VIII•MCMXCVIII = 11 Aug 1998” ​ It was her birthday. ​ THE END

I was still trying to understand if all these things were real. ‘You are weird today, Séraphine. Did you have a nightmare?’. Sarah asked me. She was my wolf. I sniffed my nose. “Tell me, Sarah, what year are we? And… what day is today?”. I asked her. ‘Okay, now you are acting creepy’. Sarah said, but anyway, she answered my question after a brief sigh, ‘Today is 22 July, in the year 1801s. Is there any problem?”.