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“We were due for a field trip.” The Apocrypha Gastronomica was housed in a pocket dimension that looked like a grandmother’s kitchen crossed with a mad alchemist’s lab. Jars of glowing liquids lined shelves, cookbooks floated in mid-air, and a faint smell of ozone and burnt sugar hung in the air. In the center of the room, hovering over the main tome—a massive book bound in what looked like living dough—was the problem.

Her blood, his blood—Dorian’s twisted game, and she was neck-deep. “We gotta—” she started, but a loud snap cut through, close and mean. The floor bucked, the house groaning like it was dying, and Roman yanked her toward the door as plaster crashed down. They stumbled out into the storm, mud sucking at her boots, rain stinging her face.

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He then took Manda abroad, back to where Manda was exiled as before, because it was proven that Manda was still dangerous to others. The memory of her mother and Manda saddened Athena sometimes, but she tried to forget it. Athena enjoyed the oreo milkshake she was drinking while bringing out a romance novel she just bought yesterday. The novel is very popular lately and the love story in it is unusual. Athena really likes her writings, she has almost 10 of her collections, and what she holds now is her newest book, Athena is very curious about her story. Bara came again, delivered Athena's order of fries, then raised an eyebrow when she saw the novel Athena brought.

She wrote until there wasn't a fairy tale lie she couldn't expose anymore. "The End," she wrote at the last page of her novel. Cathedra climbed atop her desk chair and hung a noose over the beams. She tied a knot firmly, making sure it was strong enough to fulfill its purpose. She slipped the knot over her head. She jumped and kicked the chair off. For a few minutes she struggled and fought for breath, the way humans were normally programmed to do. For a few minutes, she had enough time to reflect on her short-lived life.

“Sure. Mr. Mysterious is a vampire. Vampires aren’t real... Are they? No. That’s silly. He was in broad daylight all day today. But damn, he’s weird.” Ava spent hours looking for information on the man. She found no trace of whom the Constantine family was behind the scenes, only known to be the most influential tech company in the world. Researching the name of the company, Ava gasped. Apollyon: The angel of the bottomless pit in the Book of Revelation. “Holy shit! Maybe he is a vampire.” Sitting back in her chair, she thought about the possibility. Too many scary references over the past hours had given flight to her overactive imagination, as usual. Her years of curiosity in urban legends

’ I snarl back, glaring into his dark, slitted eyes. Looking into his eyes is draining, similar to the way I feel when I look into Dante’s. But even a fool would know that Apophis is far more powerful. He is a god, not a Demigod… but I also know he isn’t fully here. He’s channelling more and more into Aleric, but the only way he can fully ascend is if the barrier is opened properly. I glance at the sky, seeing it waver and flash as the Death Noodles attack wildly.

He could smell it in the air, see it all around him and almost taste it on his lips. After roughly two minutes, he got the reward for deciding to follow the path he had taken. The three hostels stood side by side like three giants leading a troop of soldiers to war. The buildings were misty in the distance but from where he was, he knew they were the building he and the other new intakes sought after. He had led them in the right path, he thought. He was sure to be a great Alpha. All he needed do was take care of Harold which his mother was on to already.

If he knows this time, it’s a stewed chicken. “What are you doing? Looks like fun,” said a dark voice as the young woman, holding the fat chicken, turned to look. Apo knew about the cataclysm that was about to happen. Because it tucked the face of their cock in the girl’s chubby breast. Seeing this mortal’s gaze, he immediately knew that God wants to live in the oven, right? “Are you awake up?” Rachata smiled with a calm face as he looked at her before reaching out to grab Apo’s neck.

AND WHY THE HELL I AM GOING TO PANIC? “The morning here looks incredible Joeff, it is awesome.” The sense of being content. She is the best example for that word. I hope everyone appreciate the morning just like her. But I understand how this world works. @DEATH WISH Thank you for supporting my Novel! You may also read my complete Novel, (hmmm... while waiting for an update) Title: TAMING THE DANGEROUS CEO THE DEVILISH BILLIONAIRE FATED TO MARRY THE DEVIL