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And I was going back. I wiped my eyes with the back of my hands and forced myself up off the counter. I had to be strong. Papa wouldn’t want this. I packed enough for a couple days and before I knew it, I was getting off a plane and walking down the runway in a trance. It all went by in a hazy blur. I didn’t remember leaving my apartment, let alone getting on a plane, but here I was, just outside the airport. I hailed a cab and told the driver where I was going. He chuckled and raised a bushy black eyebrow. “Blackwater, eh? I don’t think I’ve ever been,” he leaned closer to the rear view mirror and lowered his voice. “I’ve heard rumors about the people there.” I perked up. “Really?” I was cu

What they face was not the weak and helpless ant-like cultivator as they had expected but the wrath of the grim reaper in a black butler tuxedo wielding a rapier. “Sir, I’m afraid you’re in the wrong and at the wrong time. Might I suggest you evacuate out of here at once? Otherwise, I’ll need to forcefully remove you from this world.” The butler in the black tuxedo said toward the invaders in a British accent. The invaders look at each other before some of them rush at the Butler and get turned into thousands of slices of meat cubes as they fall to the ground that was littered with their blood, innards, and organs.

I hastily twirled my wet hair into a low bun even if it was still dripping, and went out the door. I ran all the way to the surgery building. But before I could arrive at the room, I slammed into something hard. My suitcase fell over with a loud thunk and I stumbled back. When I slowly glanced up, I was stunned when I saw Ethan Blackstone. One of the Blackstone triplets. Alpha-blooded and dangerous. He had dark hair, stormy eyes, and a healing cut on his lower lip. It was a fresh one, still red and raw. Next to him was a younger beta werewolf student while holding a stack of books.

Only this time, there was no Havoc jumping out to ward off danger as I run for the forest. Once I pass the tree line, a much larger version of the black wolf is there, waiting. I turn to go and have an enemy on either side and nowhere to run. The bigger of the two wolves shifts back to his human form. He’s massive, with long black hair and even darker eyes, a scar running along his jawline on the left side of his otherwise strangely handsome face. ‘This one is full of Evil’, Bella said as I backed up against the tree nearest where I stood, shifting myself.

"Xander, he is our future. Liam, Elena, and Sofia are also in agreement. We cling to that regardless of what occurs. Xander put an arm over her and drew her in. "We'll. Together. Even though the shadows of yesterday hung at the periphery of their tranquilly, the Blackwood family took comfort in the promise of tomorrow as the stars resumed their peaceful vigil. You've run out of Humaniser words. Boost your Surfer subscription. You stated: go on According to ChatGPT: Chapter 118 of ChatGPT

“My name is Elias, Miss. I am the butler of the Blackwood family.” I froze with my cup halfway to my lips. “Excuse me? Did you just say Blackwood? As in the Blackwoods? The alpha dynasty who own half the hotels, restaurants, and casinos on this planet?” “Yes.” I snorted. “Right. Try again.” “I assure you, Miss Liora, I’m telling the truth.” “Uh-huh. Sure.” I leaned back on the couch, squinting at him. “So what? Did I rack up a secret debt with one of their casinos? Because my luck at slot machines is bad, but not that bad.”

From inside the office fireplace, Ignatius’s blue flame roared to life, crackling loudly. "The traitor is the butler. Blackwell. He sold himself for the promise of immortality. He’s trying to escape through the forest." The black panther let out a low, deep growl that made the walls tremble slightly. Its red eyes blazed with fury. "Go," ordered the spirit. Meanwhile, in the bedroom, Lucian slowly pulled his face away. Larissa looked at him with wide eyes, breathing hard. "I... I couldn’t stop," she whispered, ashamed.

“Don’t do it. Don’t let him in.” “I need answers,” I murmur. “And he may have them, if not how else do we explain this?” I frown deeply She curses under her breath, then turns toward the door. “Then I’ll be right here.” With a trembling hand, I step forward and unbolt the lock. The door creaks open. And there he is. Zane Blackwood. Tall. Wet from the rain. His black hair clings to his forehead. His eyes, amber, sharp, they find mine immediately. He looks exhausted. Hollowed out. Like he hasn’t slept in days.

I am going to asked Joeff for a charger. The old butler knock smoothly to his door. Enough to make a sound. The door open, and… It was jaw-drop when I enter his room. His room is just fantastic! But it contradicted the color of my room. This just look so elegant with a black and white motif. I can imagine seeing myself on a chess board. @DEATH WISH Thank you for supporting my Novel! You may also read my complete Novel, (hmmm... while waiting for an update)

] My hands shake as I write this. Stanley, if you are reading, then I am long gone and Chloe has given this to you as requested. I am sorry for the lies, for the silence, for binding your fate to hers without asking. You will hate me when you learn this but one day you will understand why we chose you. The Bratva is a beast, and beasts devour the weak. If you must hate someone, hate me. Not her. She will need your strength more than you can imagine. Remember: Viktor and I did what we thought would keep her alive. To keep you both.