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His wolf would never howl again. Forrest, too, was unable to find peace. His smile froze on his face, and his body trembled uncontrollably. Everything around him was bustling, yet he alone felt as though he were standing in darkness. He couldn't even feel Nova's presence. Images of Serena laughing with another werewolf flashed through his mind. Those things he could never again possess in this lifetime were now in the arms of another. Both werewolves turned their gazes toward the same direction. Their souls seemed to transcend every barrier, reaching the she-wolf they

I didn't know if it was the system's twisted sense of humor, but it threw my body off the building closest to where Connor was proposing. Monique had no idea she was supposed to die in that car accident. For her and the child in her womb, I'd made a deal with the system. Two lives, at the cost of my own immortality. The irony was that Monique lost her memory and didn't even blink before aborting our four-month-old baby. When she threw that bloody mess at me, my heart shattered. The doctor diagnosed me with severe depression, and Monique treated it like a joke to share with Connor. He then went out of his way to sharpen a knife and place it in front of me.

He slowly breathed the smoke from his cigar onto the beaten up face of Sato. The room of the underground cell flickered a low yellow light, a big contrast to the luxurious living room upstairs. It smelled of mold, old blood and smoke. The air was thick with suffering and torture, silent pleas of mercy leaked from the neighbouring cells, but Antonio stood unfazed. This was the kind of life Antonio was brought up in. The kind of life he couldn't escape, so he came to accept it. This is who he is — who he believes he really is. “Pull his finger nails out one by one and take care of him however you want.” The don instructed a diligent associate of his named José. “Sayonara Sato.”

I could not keep the corners of my mouth down. The comments said: [Get together! Get together! Get together!] [Lucas is so good at this.] ["Starting from work is the steadiest way" -- Mrs. Rhodes is the ultimate assist.] [The villainess finally smiled. She hasn't smiled in so long.] [Preston: ??? I'm not dead yet.] [Whether you're dead or not has nothing to do with her.] [Support the villainess and Lucas! This is the right person!]

"Who are you? And why are you here?" Jericho held his book and looked at it "Do you know what this is ?" He asked as he pointed at the book. "A book that writes the names of those who are about to die?" "It's more than that" He said as he opened the book "This is called an antabulam, or what mortals would call 'A black note' something which God gave me when he made me. He made life, he made fate and then he made Death." Lucus said as he looked at his book.

she leaned close, "-that dead women shouldn't wear living flesh." A portrait crashed behind me as my powers flared. Behind the walls, I felt Nicolas in the gardens, studying the photographs of Valentina's movements before my possession. I ran upstairs to find my old bedroom converted into a shrine. The altar of Santa Muerte was the centerpiece, black candles flaring to life as I entered. The mirrors reflected impossible angles as a voice, one I knew, whispered: "Blood recognizes blood, my child." Cold settled over me. "But not all family ties are meant to bind."

Peter said as she smiled. "That's my man" she said as she took the phone from Elena. "I need a book. I'm gonna decipher it on a book. I'm too scared to read it out. What's written there is scary. I'll write it on a book and give it to you guys. I think that book came from hell" Bonnie said as Laura brought a book from her bag and handled it to her. "Bonnie, what's the meaning of In libro de morte?" Elena asked remembering when Laura's grandpa told them about a book like that and they saw that same name on sarah's journal.

The doctor sighed and explained, "You're correct. Mr. Lane's private parts have been entirely necrotized. Normal function will no longer be possible." "No! This is impossible!" Timothy yelled in despair. "That geezer told me that taking those drugs would treat my impotence! I even felt a difference after taking it for the past few days. How could it have suddenly necrotized? Are you sure you didn't make an error in your observation, doctor? Please check again! There must still be hope!"

He asked. Lexi worked at swallowing her potatoes first. She tapped the blue book on the table. "I was reading this book today. It's about a man named Martin that gets reanimated and he can hear a voice named Angel. Then he meets up with a girl named Carmen and they search for a dead body." "Dead bodies? What kind of books are you reading? Maybe you should stick to something with bunnies in it or something." Jack went to take the book from her. Lexi slapped her hand on the book. "No please, don't take it. I'm not finished yet." Her pleading eyes looked up at him.

Gabe asked when I handed him the map. "I think we should make time. I'm quite certain this is the spell Sera is using to bring Lawson back to life." While Gabe unfolded the map, I unfolded the paper in my hand. My pulse quickened as I read the title at the top. Resuante da Morente, which translated to Resurrection of the Dead. Moving an old skull out of the way, Gabe spread the map of Sharra on the table. "Wouldn't she have the paper with her?"