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Then, an unexpected gust of wind blew and her black hair flew in her face, blinding her vision. "This wind just had to blow at this time!" She stopped in her tracks, her fingers flailing around her face as she tried to remove the troublesome curls. "Maybe it's time to have a haircut!" She turned while grumbling under her breath, her fingers entangled in the long strands. Bang! Right at this moment, a powerful force collided with her, causing her to lose her balance and fall backward. Stunned and caught off guard, Qing Yue closed her eyes and steeled her heart for the impending crash.

"Screw this." I looked over at Burney, horrified to see him running at Stan. He threw his weight into the Taken's back, knocking him forward. Stan shrieked from the surprise attack and Mike grunted, landing pinned beneath the Taken Scorcher. I turned from the three man pile and reefed the gun free of Ronnie's stiff fingers. "Burney!" He'd separated himself from the other two and was standing over them, poised to strike with Stan's makeshift stake. "You can't kill him that way," I yelled, throwing him the gun, "It'll send the shade bolting to someone else!"

BLADE 2. He forced his tongue into my mouth and pinned my two hands roughly on the bed. He doesn't allow me move. I wiggled my body but he ended up hitting my boobs with his palm. The pain sent the wrong sensation down my pussy. It throbbed shamelessly. He stopped kissing me and before I knew it, I landed a slap on his cheek which I regret doing. His demeanor changed instantly. I presume it didn't sit well with him.

I moved my hands in rhythm with the beating of my heart to form the phoenix attack. "First, I'm not your queen. Second, I will never marry you," I said firmly and sent him the huge blow of phoenix attack-fire that formed like a phoenix that could burn even a soul. Although he was fast enough to dodge so he won't have it bad, the blow was so powerful it still affected him. His left forearm up to his elbow was burned. I smirked. I knew he can dodge the attack, but I also knew there's no way he won't be injured.

Damon asked, evilness was dripping down from his voice. "Damon, you do whatever you want but I can't open my mouth. I have given my word." The man coughed blood. Damon chuckled evilly as he grabbed the hunter stick and applied an oil on it. "Do you know that I have a beautiful wife?" He checked the sharpness of nails which were stuck to the stick. "She cares about me too much." Mira covered her mouth when Damon hit him with the sharp side and the man screamed. "I promised her to come back safe but because of you the quarrel happened and I got covered in bullet marks."

"Why are you doing this? Do you know that this is a real blow to me?" Kristen still hasn't answered. A few seconds later, I don't know what exactly happened but she suddenly squatted down in pain. "Help! She... She's going to kill me and my baby!" she shouted and ran to the door. I saw blood flowing down the curve of her leg on the floor. "Help me! My sister's trying to kill me!" My eyes widened in shock at run to her. "What are you saying?!" "My sister wants to kill my baby! Help us!

he growled, his voice a mixture of lust and rage that turned my blood to ice. I lifted my hands, power already crackling along my fingertips, but before I could release it— A violent gust of wind slammed into the chamber. It came out of nowhere. Blinding. Deafening. Dust flew up in a thick wave. The air itself split in two. Then came the crash. Something black—a blur—slammed into Riven so hard, that the ground cracked beneath him. He flew backwards like a rag doll, slamming into the wall with a sound that echoed like thunder.

Lauren sighed, a bit relieved and still holding her breath until she was in front of the penthouse. "Security check please." The alarm blared over the intercom. "Let them in." Roman's angry voice thundered across. The gates went up and Lauren drove in. Half of Romans harem were gathered outside. "What happened!" Lauren yelled , "I tried calling you." Pummeling his fist into the wall, Roman stormed forward, "My server got disconnected. Fuck!!" His facial expression looked agitated like there was more to the explanation. Lauren nodded, hastily unlocking the doors. "Brook was s-"

Taking a deep breath, Flamestrike took one step forward and decided to take a risk. Almost as if this was what StarClan had wanted, Flamestrike felt a chill sweep through him. His fur stood on end as he dropped down to the ground, and images flashed across his vision. Flamestrike was so startled by the visions that he suddenly stepped back, only to find himself staring at what looked like a white cat with strikingly dark blue eyes.

A massive bolt descended from the heavens, crashing into the evil god general and slamming him heavily into the ground. I didn’t wait for him to catch his breath. I chanted once again. “Twelve Strikes of Divine Punishment… descend!” I growled darkly. Immediately, purple thunder and lightning gathered in the sky before crashing downward. The first strike descended upon the evil god general while the remaining bolts tore through the battlefield, killing hundreds of evil apostles instantly. Another bolt of lightning crashed down, piercing through the arm of the evil god general—the very hand holding his staff. The weapon slipped from his grasp and fell onto the ground.