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Now I wasn't feeling guilty about what I did to them. "What happened here?!" A middle-aged woman exclaimed as she saw the event that happened in her absence. Everyone looked in my direction, expecting me to reply to the woman. Of course, after all, I was the culprit. "That's our teacher," Seb whispered. "Oh, I see. This would be fun." I said to him, rubbing my hands together. "Ma?" I asked in a meek voice. "Yes, you're the new student, Deborah Waters. So, what happened here, care to tell?"

"There were others much younger than her who thrived, even in the Council. We are done talking!" Another man steps forward with a glass, punctures the toothless prisoner's flesh, and fills his glass with blood. My chest heaves and I freeze. My knees buckle as violent tremors shoot through my body. Cold sweat drips down my back. In my ears beats the rhythm of my heart. I swoon at the sight of so much blood. But the man with blue eyes and a warm voice holds me steady when I sway. What in heaven is happening here?

but Rowan didn’t hear, didn’t stop, until Patrick’s eyes rolled back and his body went limp, a bloody, battered mess barely breathing among the wreckage. Rowan rose slowly, chest heaving, knuckles raw and throbbing, but the fire inside him only burned hotter, like the violence had stoked it even more. He glanced back into the bedroom where Alex and Carlisle lay in their own pools of blood, groaning softly, their faces swollen masks of purple and red, bodies twisted at unnatural angles on the carpet. The three of them, these sick excuses for human beings, sprawled like trash, nearly unconscious and completely broken. It should’ve brought some peace, some release, but all Rowan felt was a holl

He only brought it up as a bluff, a threat. Helen stepped into the room only to see Nathaniel's pallor. "You look terrible. Is something wrong?" The rims of Nathaniel's eyes were tinged with redness, and he looked at Helen. She shared my resemblance, but that was where the similarities came to an end. The loving relationship he had, he had it with me. Our relationship was irreplaceable, or it was supposed to be. His hands tightened around the divorce papers. 'Why'd I mistake her for Ginny? That one-night-stand was an accident, but everything after that was…'

She could still hear the cry and agony of her parents being burned alive by humans. She was a young girl that time and they happily live in the village of Analem. Analem was a peaceful village and the villagers were kind towards one another. But their family has a secret. Leni's mother Fani, was a Badblood, a shape-shifter and Fani hid it to other people except to her family. Leni never feared her mother for she knows her mother is not evil and will never do bad things to others. His father, Ayeil, was a human and she loved Fani with all his heart.

“No, she’s reached the limit where it’s safe. If we take more, she could go into shock. I can’t do that.” Clara snatched the syringe from his hand and plunged it into my arm herself, forcing the full 1000cc out. “What are you afraid of? I told you I’ll take responsibility! My brother is the don.” Blood loss hit me hard. The world dimmed, I went limp, and two guards caught me before I collapsed. Clara glared at me. “Stop faking it. A little blood won’t kill you. I’m not Martin. I won’t be fooled by your act.”

Blake pleaded. Richard failed to listen to her plea,he gave his wife 24 hours to find his daughter and bring her back home or else he'll do something stupid. * * * Blake woke up in the middle of the night to receive a call,it's from work she was informed that the patient she treated a week ago is dead and the colour of his body changed as if it reacted to some kind of experiment.She stood up immediately and drove to the hospital to check the corpse herself because she didn't believe what she was told.

“Obviously, not the right kind of protection, but don’t worry,” she told him, twisting the blade and ripping it free, “you’ll have plenty of company soon.” His leaking life blood spread across the white surface of the couch as Kali wiped the blade on his shirt and moved to stand. A shrill, piercing cry reverberated throughout the room as Josh’s elder sister, Bailey, had stumbled upon the gruesome death scene. Kali whirled around in a blur of motion and with a swift flick

​Chapter : The First Life ​The smell was the first thing that hit me. It wasn’t salt or ozone. It was antiseptic. Bleach. The cold, sterile scent of a beginning I had spent ten lifetimes trying to outrun. ​I blinked, the violet light in my eyes flickering like a dying candle. We weren't on the beach. We weren't in the jungle. We were standing in a high-tech surgical theater, the walls a blinding, seamless white.