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Untouchable. Judith had never believed in ghosts until Annie McBrown came back from the dead as Annie Yin. That evening, back in her walk-in closet, Judith sat on the plush velvet stool in front of her vanity, eyes locked on her reflection. The soft lighting from the crystal sconces cast a warm glow over the marble counters and mirrored walls, but it didn’t touch her. She had taken off her makeup, scrubbed away every layer of concealer, foundation, and highlighter, yet she hadn’t moved since. Her skin was bare, almost pallid in the low light. Her scarf—silk, white, embroidered with tiny golden leaves—still clung to her neck like a noose.

She quickly put it out and fanned the air around her. “Bye, Makynzee,” KJ said forlornly and a pang went through my heart. “Bye, sweetie. See you soon.” I watched as Kalil walked onto the porch and passed KJ to his mom. She was freaking beautiful, but did I really expect anything less. Caramel skin, long dark hair, big boobs and booty, and basically just freaking perfect. A pang of jealously hit and although I wanted to, I couldn’t look away from her. She looked older. Definitely not in a bad way, but older than I expected. She looked at me as she spoke to Kalil. His followed hers to me as if contemplating something before they walked towards the truck. Crap, I had to talk to her?? When they

he asked and she looked at him confused, not knowing what to say or why she wanted this promise from him. Lauty and truth, and only mute despair remains; and in the end fear comes to drive out of mankind itself. Aldous Huxley.ove drives out fear and fear drive out love. And it is not only loving that fear drives out; it drives out intelligence, goodness, every thought of be

Odd since the royal family barely lifted a hand around here. There were large gold plated shelves all over the room, way more than I could hope to count, that contained books of all kinds, history, music, mysticism, astrology, and books of Lycan law. The spines of each book was so beautiful, I couldn’t help but touch each one I passed. "Elora! Isn't this delightful?" Lucy squealed like a happy child. "This place is beautiful." I replied, absent mindedly. I was totally lost in the beauty of the books.

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ISABEL MAYS The silence stretched, it lingered after Aiden’s answer and stayed there longer than it should have, thick and uncomfortable, pressing against my skin. The woman’s eyes were still on me. Like I had stepped into a place I wasn’t meant to be. She was in a luxury mini gown with a shining red lipgloss which made her look like someone who was possessed. Aiden didn’t say anything else. He just turned and walked inside as if that would settle everything.

“I am the king. What I want becomes law. The council will bend… or they will disappear.” He continued feeding me slowly, piece by piece, while asking quiet, genuine questions about my life — my family, my hidden fears, the erotic novels I secretly read at night. Each gentle question made something warm and terrifying bloom deeper in my chest. When the plate was finally empty, he set it aside and pulled me down with him once more. He wrapped his massive body around mine protectively, one large hand resting possessively over my lower belly, as if already imagining it swelling with his child.

But it had not been born in a vacuum. Evidence of abandonment fills the court until people have to stand outside. Hospitals. Wars. Fires. Children. Prayers dropped through centuries like coins into a dry well. That was harder. Clean monsters were easier to kill. Ava wiped rain from her eyes. "If this law turns pain into romance, I am burning the filing cabinet." "Noted," I said. "New court policy: fewer romantic injuries, more exits." Aunt Lan shoved a bowl into my hand. "Argue later. People first. Gods can wait in line."

I couldn't help but feel lucky that I got to train under him. I flipped a page of the 'The Flavor Bible' by Karen Page and Andrew Dornenburg I was reading, a small smile creeping to my lips at the thought of Marcelo's contrasting personality when working and not. He was a disciplinary when it involved work and a charmer on the other side. And I couldn't help but wonder if he knew how overly sweet he was sometimes. The thought of that brought some unholy thoughts to my mind which I quickly dismissed, flipping another page of The Flavor Bible.

Shaw released my hand just before entering this room. Four other people stood around a mahogany table in the middle of the room. Two strangers, Eric, and Alice. Alice wore a matching blue evening gown that complemented her pale, beautiful eyes, and, as before, she looked stunning. Her graceful aura made everything she did seem elegant, even when just standing. Suddenly, I realized this room was filled with people like Alice and Mr. Shaw—like magazine cover models for the high-end lifestyle.