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Then I hear someone whisper from behind, “She’s sitting next to him.” Another person gasps softly and my heartbeat picks up. What’s going on? I glance sideways again...and that’s when I notice it. The tattoos peeking from under his long sleeves and wrapping around his wrist like dark vines colorfully and dangerously. My breath catches. Wait. No. It can’t be but the more I look, the more certain I am. The hair.. the eyes and the tattoos. It’s him! It's Ryan fucking Blackwood!

Once the guests were gone, Henry turned grim. "What on earth is going on? Robin, find the person who changed Summer's birthday video at once. I don't care what the mastermind's goal is. I'll make whoever it is pay for ruining my precious Summer's 18th birthday party!" "Yes, Mr. Hartford Senior!" Robin Cohen, a hulking man with a fearsome expression, replied. Henry had brought Robin back from a human trafficking ring over two decades ago. Apparently, Robin had been trained since childhood to be an assassin, but Henry took him in as a godson.

"Right! If she joins us, we could learn a thing or two!" Robin looked at me, and his lips twitched. "You're good," he uttered and smiled. Hiding the joy of hearing his compliment, I smiled and said, "Your turn." He smirked and also pulled ten arrows. My eyes narrowed as soon as he released the arrows. They flew at fast speed with great accuracy, and with the strength he used, I'm afraid I'll lose. This scumbag has talent, I see. With a loud bang, all ten arrows hit the target board's bullseye and even made a hole in the board as all the arrows struck deeply. Robin's ten arrows even destroyed the one I used.

I looked down the hallway and through the other side, and there was actually no one in sight. My heart hammered as I approached the large double office doors with D. BLACKWOOD engraved on the metal plate. I forced my trembling hand to knock. No answer. Great. I knocked again. Still nothing. Screw it. I pushed the door open— —and froze in place. Damian Blackwood sat behind his massive black desk. Sharp suit. Cuffed sleeves. Jaw tight enough to crack a diamond. He didn’t look up at me. Not even a glance. I opened my mouth to speak but was cut off by his deep voice.

Which have aided them in their money laundering. Mr. Edward Blackwood, the current head of the family, was married to Violet Blackwood née Conner. Their marriage was not initially founded on love. When the Conner family found themselves in significant debt, the Blackwoods lent them a helping hand, leading to the arrangement of Violet's marriage to the Blackwood's eldest son. Edward and Violet Blackwood had three children who stood to inherit their father’s legacy: two sons and one daughter. The eldest son, Sebastian Blackwood, was the golden boy of the family, the one everyone cherished. He maintained a spotless reputation, never getting his hands dirty as he delegated difficult tasks to oth

“Ruby Vermillion is a nineteen-year-old woman raised in the Northerneast mountains. She is believed to be working for the King of Hezel to neutralize us with our plans to expand our territory.” I smirk. Interesting. “And? Ah, yes, by the way. Is she somehow involved by a man named Robyn?” “Yes, correct. She seems to be affiliated with Robyn Winchester. The Hooded Archer in Green of Hezel.” Now, that makes her even more interesting. Robyn Winchester. A sharpshooter. Tenacious with his bow and arrow. One-shot, one kill. A man who formulated a quick poison to immobilize us, Weres. I still remember the day when I crossed paths with him. So that’s why Ruby’s attacks seemed familiar.

Chapter 283: The Echo on Blackwood Ridge ​The tracked snow vehicle ground to a silent halt beneath the heavy boughs of a dense pine grove, its engine purring into a quiet standby. Outside, the blizzard howled through the narrow granite gorge of Blackwood Ridge, whipping dense sheets of snow across the frozen track. Visibility was down to less than fifteen feet, the world reduced to an endless shroud of swirling white and dark, towering rock. ​Inside the heated cabin, Julian turned off the forward lights, plunging them into the deep shadow of the trees. He pulled his thermal night-vision visor up over his brow, his stone-gray eyes scanning the whiteout through the reinforced windshield.

"Watch as I do the same to you, but wait, there's a video. I want you to see" Two boys walked in at the snap of Stone's fingers. They placed a laptop on a stool Infront of me and inserted a flash drive. It was the video of how Crystal was shot. I felt a sharp pain in my head and yelled loudly. "Stop! Stop that! What are you doing to him? Jason, what's going on?" Rose asked confused but got a hard slap on her face. "Shut up bitch! Your lover here fucking killed his sister." Stone replied with a hysterical laugh.

He immediately shouted out: "Has the forensics team arrived yet?" "Sir, they're on their way." The man who answered him is a young police. The man looks around the area, involuntarily frowns, “Turn off this damn sound." As he spoke, he pointed at the playing vintage cassette player. After a while, he noticed a handsome young man who was touching and measuring something next to the victim's body, especially the mysterious black rose. The young man mutters: "Black rose- revenge, punishment and death, hmmm, how interesting”.

too far from this site, on the top of the hill and take a deep breath in fresh air. After 2 minutes of it, I again move towards my mansion and start ran within 5 of minutes I reached in my mansion. A beautiful mansion which I built for myself and that place which give me peace, relief, calm and everything which I can’t able to find in this fussy1 world. The beautiful colors of this house, the beautiful garden and every flower which I plant by my hands, I remember everything that how I build this mansion. I came into my mansion and a large door open; I just press my thumb on the right-side wall of my mansion and now my magic is started, all the black colors of my mansion turned into the beau