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I say as he slides into the seat. He lifts my mug, reading the little chalkboard logo. “I’m full of surprises.” “Dangerous ones? “Depends. Is caffeine and questionable literature your definition of danger?” He smirks, loosening his coat. “What’s the book?” I glance down, then grimace. “Some wildly over-hyped thriller about a detective with a drinking problem. Groundbreaking, right?” Marcus leans over, plucking the book from my hands before I can protest. His shoulder brushes mine in the process, and my pulse spikes like it has no sense of boundaries. He flips through the pages with a skeptical eyebrow.

Dated from the day I met Aiden until the day of his arrest. Agent Torres opened it and read aloud: "Day 1: Met Lilith today. She's perfect. I'll make her love me. Then I'll make her mine. Forever." She flipped to the last entry. The day before the warehouse. "They think they've won. But I have one more move. One final gift. When they find it, they'll understand. They'll always be mine. Even from prison. Especially from prison. Because I've left them something they can never escape."

no, I arranged his bed again that I had scattered, cause no matter how mad I was for burning my project up, I still didn't wanted any fucking trouble when he was back, so that he wouldn't kill me out of anger for messing with his stuff, but as soon as am about to quietly return back to my own lane to wait innocently, and yell at that dickhead when he was back about why on earth he burnt my project up, my curious eyes, yes, the same eyes that would make him kill me, drifted to the side, and I see a black book placed perfectly on the side of his bed "I didn't even know he had something like this, but it must have fell from under his pillow" I told myself as I picked it up to return it back to

Frustrated, I set it aside and stepped out of my room for a walk to clear my head. As I strolled the halls, I noticed a group of soldiers carrying crates filled with books. “Wait,” I called out, stopping them. They froze and turned to me. The scent hit me before I even reached the boxes—Colt’s scent. My monster brother’s lingering essence clung to the books like a haunting memory. “Where are these from?” I asked, narrowing my eyes as I reached for one of the books. “From Raven’s old base,” one soldier answered with a respectful nod.

Always. I like to leave subtle reminders that I’m there. Moving items just enough to unsettle them, but not enough to make them scream for help. A book pulled off the shelf. A piece of jewelry placed somewhere it shouldn’t be. These small actions drive them to paranoia, make them question their own sanity. They become obsessed with locking doors, checking windows, doubting everything around them. By the time they realize they’re not imagining things, they’re already spiraling into fear and helplessness.

I sent the most skilled shadow wolf, who was an expert in invisibility, to keep a close watch on the Twilight pack. After Dad and I left, Andre flipped the table in a fit of rage. "How could Jane do this?" he said in disbelief. "How could she leave me? What is she trying to do, asking her dad to show up in person? Is she trying to threaten us? Is she ever coming back?" Felicia sighed. "Well, Jane's mood has been terrible lately. First, Callie kicked her in the stomach. After that, she hasn't been able to rest properly. It's only normal for a pampered she-wolf like her to go to her dad for comfort.

"Counter question. What would have happened if I had withheld it from you and you had found out about these Iubas at some point? If someone tells you that I also knew it without telling you about it? " I would have believed that she would have abused my trust and withheld information that was important to me. If what she said was really true, I would have felt betrayed. After all, it was this event that got me to where I was today. It had been a desire for revenge. And now she was telling me that the monsters that had destroyed my family were still alive. That was ... unthinkable. "Grace." Jilin lifted her hand from the folder and placed it on top of mine.

She asked before Mr Martins audibly cleared his throat. "Uhm. The book" He turned to Zach. "The book you're holding unto from the library?" Then Zach pulled out a significant novel from his jacket trying his best to shield the title from Regina- -the title that was clearly shown on the other sides, the voices in your head. -a psychological true life thriller about a young boy with the gift of hearing dead people's voices. And Zach had wandered, if there was a chance--it was his gift, and if maybe his was paranormal.

FINALLY!! The BULLIED series has come to an end. I want to thank all those who supported me throughout this book and waited till the end… I love you all so much. I always said “I would never support rape” and this is me still saying that I do not support it. I had an idea and a plot, I was inspired by an article I found on Stockholm syndrome… that was why I found the Book 1 necessary to be written, so you can see the back story.

A/n: hey amazing reader! Thanks for stopping by to read my book, I urge you not to stop reading because this book is quite an interesting thriller you don't want to miss every suspense of it. Reading this book is just like watching a suspense thriller movie😉 you know what I'm saying huh? Show your support by rating and commenting on the homepage and also remember to recommend to friends & family! Let's dive into episode 01! ~~~••••°°°°~~~|•°°°°