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“Are you my boyfriend or my bodyguard?” He held his ring in front of me, my eyes were magnetized by the intricate carvings on it. “Guardian angel, remember?” He straightened up on his seat, and in a louder than necessary voice, he said, “And unlike the last one you had, I have a sword, not a halo. And my wings are black, not white. It’s time they realized who they will have a problem with the next time they hurt even a single hair in your body!” My eyes widened at him. He took my hand in his again, and then he bent down to kiss my fingers once again. “I love you, angel.” He didn’t even whisper that. I was sure many people around us heard everything he said.

Damascus had pulled his own hand to his chest and rubbed the spot lightly. He wasn’t sure why, but the feeling was more than just a case of static electricity. Damascus looked at Amara and wondered if there was something more to his wingless angel that met the naked eye.

The object of our quest. I reach down and grab it, feeling its power surging through me. I gasp in surprise over the new sensation. The coin! Is it being activated? With renewed vigor, I push forward, cutting a path through the wisps. And then, I see her. Winter, held captive by the wisps. My heart aches at the sight, but I refuse to give up. I won't let them take her away from me. I won't let them win. I charge forward, fueled by a rage I didn't know existed. The wisps try to stop me, but I slice through them like a hot knife through butter. Winter is within reach, and I won't stop until she's free.

Jordan gasped. "I don't want to hear his name coming from your mouth," I scoff and grit my teeth, squeezing her neck. "Care? What an odd thing to say coming from that filthy mouth of an Order. You people make me sick thinking you cared. You are following some fake prophet, and for what? Salvation? Eva is nothing but a witch in disguise. She doesn't care about you. All she wants is power. "P...please..." April wheezes as she begs for her life.

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Hello! And welcome to the 4th instalment in the main Queen Among series line-up. Before you dive in, it is important to know that understanding terms, character names, and certain events is dependent on having read books 1-3 and Bite-Size Luna before this. Each book in the Queen Among series meticulously weaves into each other and overlaps, so those moments will not make sense if read out of order.

With my strength returned to me and my magic intact, I speed read the entire eight-hundred-page ancient book -with one-hundred percent retention- within a matter of minutes. “I’m ready,” I said as I closed the book and tucked it under my arm as best I could. “Really?” she said as she heaved herself from the chair. “That was barely worth the effort of relaxing.” “I found a spell to bind Morena’s powers. I really feel that, if we bind her, beating Bartholomew will be like child’s play,” I said. “What about the aliens he works with?” Abigail said. “I don’t believe there are any,” I replied. “I think that was a ruse to take our focus off magic.”

Hey beautiful humans. Welcome to The Chiseler BB4 (Blackbook 4) of the Woods series. Have you checked out BB1, BB2, and BB3 yet? If yes, congratulations🙂 if no, pls do check it out. Love you all much much. Your Author Zagzahzlau. ~••~ "The shade, tsk tsk, I don't like it," I said whilst punching my phone. My friends--Marila and Bennie--had managed to pull me out of my cocoon from the comfort of my beddings tenderness on a Saturday afternoon to the Mall out of my very own wish.

Nevaeh nods tearfully, her shoulders shaking with her sobs. Tired of waiting, Lukan shoves my head down. Excruciating pain explodes across my back. My vision blurs, and nausea gathers in my stomach as my wings are being cut from my body. I try to stifle my screams, but the pain is unbearable. The metallic taste of blood saturates my taste buds. It's excruciating. Falling forward, I try to straighten my arms, but they buckle. Choking on my blood, I give Nevaeh a reassuring look, but my vision blurs, and my body quakes. The sound of something falling near my shoulder startles me from my pain. It’s one of my wings. Vision wavering, I crawl to Nevaeh and touch her foot. My ears thrum, and my bod

"What do you mean by that? You pretend you don't know us? Oh, or did you have amnesia after the accident?" "Remember this carefully!" another said. "We are masters of dorm two and loyal supporters of B4. Who was it that you swore at? Immediately correct your words, loser!" "Well, he's right. It doesn't matter if you are the brightest student in this school; if you insult Hunter Abraham and the other members of B4, then you will have to face us!" "B4!" Jonea grinned. "True to their name—BEASTS Four, the four of them are monsters!"