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Blankka nodded enthusiastically, though her forlorn expression never changed. “Are you certain? I haven’t forgotten what you did.” Blankka nodded again, placing her slop bucket on the ground and pressing her hands together, a signal of prayer which meant she was being honest. “I need your help, then, if you are willing to do so. I won’t tell you why, nor will I tell you what I plan to do with what you provide me. And you must promise not to reveal anything to anyone—including Eli. Do you understand?” Blankka wavered slightly, as if she thought it might be too dangerous or that Eli needed to know, but when she nodded her head again, it was with vigor.

But I regained my composure, as they ran deep into the woods. As we kept marching forward, closely following the warriors' lead, I stole respective glances at Meghan, Kieran, Melinda, and Malik. Malik kept staring off into space, with a stoic expression, on his face. The warriors that were escorting us, might have probably figured out that he is blind, and it might be common knowledge amongst them, because the warrior that stopped the brawl, between Malik and Satoshi, might have spread the news about Malik's disability amongst them. Meghan was visibly exhausted. She was probably fed up with the long walk to the Alpha, but Kieran and Melinda were carried away by the overwhelming sights they w

"The Director failed to keep the peace. You failed to keep the balance. Therefore, the publisher is Cancelling the Series." She raised her pen, and the edges of the Vault began to turn into a white, empty void—the Edge of the Page. "But," she whispered, looking at Elian. "The spin-off... the 'Prince of the Trash'... that has potential. Leo, Meilin... you have ten seconds to say goodbye before the 'Parent' characters are deleted from the file." Leo looked at Meilin. Meilin looked at Elian. The white void was inches away.

“Oh no, sir! We couldn’t!” Blair pulled herself up to add, “We need someone to tell us what to do. We’ll be good from now on, we promise!” “I promise we’ll be so good for you!” Yara added, giving her chest a nice, appreciative bounce. Julian felt a cocky, irrepressible grin come to his face. “That’s what I want to hear. Now lick my cum out of your girlfriend’s pussy!” he ordered, as Blair quickly moved to sit on Yara’s face.

He chuckled all of a sudden. “Teasing him is an old habit I don’t want to stop, Serena.” I crossed my arms and tsked. “You guys would fit well in a BL story.” “What’s a BL?” he quickly inquired. “Boys Love,” I answered. That placed him in a fit of laughter. It was so profound that I found it unsuitable for his dark, gloomy, and dangerous vampire lord vibe. “That may be true but we are men, Serena. Not boys,” he finally remarked.

Disclaimer: This work is a piece of fantasy fiction. All names, characters, businesses, events, places, and incidents are products of the author’s imagination or are used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental. As a writer, I believe in the power of storytelling to create worlds that allow readers to escape reality and explore their imaginations. Each character and event in this story has been crafted with care, and I hope they resonate with you as much as they do with me.

thought Yu Liang sighing, as he regretted that such an interesting world had fallen into the cliché of a Dark BL. This beginner world was very good, what was Dark BL was a problem of the characters and not the world itself. This world is a mix of martial arts and the modern world. The powerful families of this world were all descendants of powerful immortals and even the large financial conglomerates or IT companies, they had connections with former martial artists.

It covered her gun. Lana pulled off before the FBI could catch up to her. A guy blew his horn because she had cut him off. **** The blip on the screen stopped. They were only a mile behind her. But she couldn’t have stopped because they were in the middle of the interstate. “Agent Thomas,” Blanchette said over the radio. “Yes, sir.” “It looks like the blip stopped moving, but there is no exit ahead for another two miles, over.” “Yes, sir. I . . . I think she figured out what was going on and threw it out the window, over.”

"Soph, what's wrong?" I blink, looking at Reagan then back at the entrance of Cipher where I saw Kaden. But there's no one there. Was I hallucinating? Am I pining after a man so much that I've started conjuring him up? He looked so real. Older, different, and... Yeah, that was so not him. The guy I thought I saw looked at the car. At me. But Kaden couldn't have looked at me because he was born blind. This only goes to show how much I need to get over him.

“I can’t just go back to a normal life and act like none of it happened or . . . that what’s coming isn’t coming. So, what I’m here for—and you’ve got no say in this whatsoever—is to train along with you to get ready for whatever’s next.” He laughed. “Well since I have no say in it . . . sounds good, warrior princess. Or should I just call you Xena?” She clenched her jaw and narrowed her eyes menacingly. “You shall do no such thing, or I’ll beat you up.” “I missed you so much,” he bellowed with laughter, shaking his head. “Which brings up to some ground rules,” said Blakeney, setting down two plates of food before them and getting one of his own.