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But before she could even get close to me, a blur moved between us. At first, I thought it was Damien, but he was by my side and holding my hands. The blur was Blade. His hand shot through the air, and he caught her wrist as though he was catching a thrown pillow. It was effortless. “What the hell,” Lyra hissed, “Let go of me this instant,” she snapped as she struggled against his grip, He didn’t move, nor did he react. All he did was look into her eyes and smile. “Careful,” he said in a soft tone, his words almost conversational, “You don’t want to irritate me,”

I momentarily glanced to see he still had his eyes closed, as I slipped my hand beneath the pillow… Now, I continued to tease my way down his body onto his chest, my fingertips teasing lower, moans coming harder, his eyes closed as he allowed himself to give into the pleasure I was bringing him. And I chose that moment to take the knife and stab him through the chest. Hard and fast where his heart would be... Blake's eyes opened instantaneously, wide… a blank but pained expression… as I pulled the knife out and stabbed again, as Blake began to splutter. Yet, he did not seem to fight…

Layana said looking up, Declan stared at her intently, her eyes were no longer dimly lit by the lamps but were blazing like two suns themselves… she reminded him of a fiery bird, a phoenix. “It seems House Storm is not the only one wiped from the face of the earth. Carry on,” he said thinking the book was unreadable if she could somehow read then it was best to let her continue. She returned to the book, feeling her eyes prickle, the black ink seemed to fade slightly as she continued reading not even realising, she was using her abilities

Holly could not bring herself to meet Sabrina's eyes, murmuring an apology, "I'm sorry, Ms. Douglas, I-" She caught a glimpse of Sabrina raising her hand and braced herself, closing her eyes. In the silence filled with Cecilia's anticipation, Sabrina's hand did not come down in a slap but instead rested gently on Holly's cheek. She then shot a stern look at Yoel standing aside. "Look at Holly, her eyes are all red. Have you been picking on her?" Yoel could only muster a wry smile. Holly, in disbelief, glanced at Sabrina.

*Canaan* The moment Bexley disappears behind me, I turn and rush down the hallway as quickly as I can. When I turn the corner, I see one of my warriors lying in a pool of his own blood with Garth stalking toward him, his rifle still smoking. A roar tears through my body. Even though I can’t shift, that won’t stop me from launching myself at the bastard. He doesn’t get his weapon up in time, so when I crash into him, I crush it against his body and rip into his shoulders with my gnarled teeth.

Chapter 29: I Am Already Your's ~ Willow ~ “I can’t believe you left the mythical lands after telling me all that. I’m going to kill you myself, Brax! You’re not safe here!” I continued my workout while attempting to talk some sense into Brax. “Chill, Willow. None of them can take me. I am capable of handling myself in a fight. It’s my responsibility to keep an eye on things, they don’t know I am the blue flame. Is a certain Lycan princess worried about me?” I roll my eyes. Brax flashed me a flirty smile. My agitation with him is overpowering my attraction for him at the moment, but that doesn't last long. Brax continued his pull ups. I can see the details of every muscle in his arms, abs, a

I continued, losing the game of strain. Leon walked passed at me, leaving his strong manly scent on my nose. Blake then smiled at me before he followed him to his car. Leon opened the driver's seat door and kept it hanging. Blake already went inside the car while I was just standing beside the car, still hesitating and regretting all the decisions I made in my life.

Damon frowned at it and started reading it. "I am sorry, Maa. I know my decision is going to hurt you the most but I can't do this. I am so sorry! I don't want to get married to Damon, he is not the guy I imagined for myself. He might be powerful and rich but he is not for me. You know how much I hate violence, Damon lives with it.

The broken glass twinkled on the floor like a sick mosaic of my life—sharp, perilous, and waiting to cut anyone who drew near. A soft gasp pierced through the haze. “S-sir, your hand…” I blinked, the world snapping into focus. Catalina stood before me, her wide green eyes filled with concern. Her small hand reached forward, hesitating inches from my bleeding palm. I was about to push her away, to snap at her to leave, but then I saw it. What in the hell is she wearing?

Beautiful, smart and unbelievably charming, but still just a human. After a while of watching Alex’s progress, Blake pulls his girl to one of the empty beds, sitting against the wall with Lia between his outstretched legs, leaning onto his chest. The young human girl casually takes out the witch’s journal and reads it, ignoring the guards’ imploring looks. As Lia goes over the contents of Thalia’s journal, Blake glances over her shoulder, only to realize that he can see what’s written inside the small book. “Why can I read it?” He whispers into Lia’s ear.