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I was curious about the other book lord Jamie had requested, so I headed back inside to ask him about it. “What is that other book about?” I carefully questioned immediately when I stepped into the room. “It’s the late king’s journal.” He replied and without hesitation, I asked further why the book would be empty if it’s a journal. He chuckled lightly before he replied. “Because you need the king’s blood for the words to appear.”

"I've been looking forward to this." His hand was cool. His grip was exactly calibrated not too firm, not deferential. The grip of someone who had spent centuries reading what hands communicated and had decided to communicate ease. "Lysander Vale," she said. "I know who you are." "I imagine you do." His eyes moved briefly to Caspian, then back to her, with the quality of someone noting a chess position. "My cousin has excellent taste." "Is that what I am?" Nora said. "Taste?"

Sebastian's arm around her tightened slightly, he was also controlling himself. "Stop the tears, Leah. Please stop" he half whispered. "I'll find a way out," he muttered. **** WANT A BONUS CHAPTER BY 9?? COMPLETE MY REQUIREMENTS AND I PROMISE TO DROP IT😘 *** WASHINGTON METROPOLITAN HIGH SCHOOL*** The students trooped into the class once it was their time for class. Lunch break was over. Jaime was in his seat, he didn't go for lunch, instead, he was reading his book.

It took all of his willpower he had built for the past years, and his sense of morals not to scoop the beautiful boy's fragile body in his hands, and pounce on him like a hungry beast. But Jaime caught himself at the last minute, “I am not into boys.” he chanted to himself. Noo, he likes girls, especially girls with large breasts and big tits, or did he ? Jaimes mind was going haywire, he couldn't think straight again, at least not since a beautiful siren dropped on his doorsteps. but how could he know what he is interested in? Whether boy or girl, he has never had any encounter or experience with any person at all. Both boys and girls.

Aurum howled in pain and the foundations of the gathering shook. “Easy Dan,” Jaime laughed. “You’ve not had a duel in over a hundred years. What makes you feel you can defeat me?” “You are no match!” Xavier roared. “I would tear you apart limb by limb and your bones would be used to make my new throne.” “Good idea,” Jaime rubbed his chin and laughed. “Use the King’s son’s bones to make a new throne.” Jaime turned to face Jimin. “How do you like that Asian cunt?”

He could not retaliate against Jaime’s accusations. Among those present, Skynet’s Young Master was perhaps the second person who was most familiar with the Dooms’ operation. Jaime, though often seen as a playboy, was far more powerful and wise than his father, Truett. His strength and talent rivaled even the legendary Emperor Caden. After a moment’s hesitation, Jaime turned his attention to Thora, who was being comforted by Thea. He softened his voice and said, “You won’t find justice here, Miss. This place is mired in corruption and injustice.

I looked at him, shuddering. “Are you okay?” he asked. “Who is that guy?” I said, referring to the raven haired one who had his hair down to his chin. “Lannister, the best vampire fighter of this Kingdom. Beside him, is Fang, the second best,” The bell dinged the minute Lannister won. Excited cheers of people who had bet chimed in and I wriggled my eye brows when Lannister connected his eyes with mine. “I see.”