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"ARE you crazy? You know I don't like that guy! And another thing, why do you have my cellphone?” Ara asked Jason annoyingly when she met him at the library and told him what happened between her and Daniel in front of the university canteen. Jason chuckles and stared at her. "Have you forgotten already? I borrowed it to text someone. But regardless of that, why do you have to call him a thief? It would have been better if you let him explain first, maybe then----,"

Mom is one of the most famous reporters in the country. She exposes all kinds of wrongdoing, and the public hails her as a champion of justice. What she doesn't know is that while she's out fighting for other people, I'm being viciously bullied at school. When I finally work up the courage to ask her for help, she gives me a disgusted look and tells me to quit being so dramatic. Eventually, my bullies beat me to death and bury my body in a reeking drainage ditch. When my body is finally dug up, Mom is the reporter sent to cover the scene.

During my three-year-old son's preschool physical, his blood type didn't match mine or my wife's. I had just printed the divorce papers when I suddenly heard my son's voice. [This disgusting man is so stupid. He's raised me, his own little brother, as his son for years and still has no idea!] [Lol, hurry up and get divorced. Once they divorce, I can cling openly to my real mom!] [And divorced men are unwanted anyway. From now on, every dollar he earns will be mine!] My wife was still anxiously explaining, "Honey! I really never betrayed you! Do you really want a divorce?" I looked at my son's tightly closed lips and excited eyes, then tore up the divorce papers instead. "No divorce. S

He looked peaceful, his features carved from alabaster, the sharp edge of his jaw finally softened by the permanence of sleep. I reached out, my fingers hovering an inch above his chest. In the movies, this was the moment where the hero’s new, god-like powers would surge through his fingertips. The golden-red light of the Primal would flare, the rot would vanish, and the heart beneath the leather would kick back to life with a triumphant thrum.

They were Kieran and Rowan—but not my Kieran and Rowan. The "Draft Kieran" was a nightmare of Alpha tropes. He was ten feet tall, his muscles bulging unnaturally, his eyes nothing but pits of liquid fire. He didn't look like a man; he looked like a cover illustration gone wrong. The "Draft Rowan" was a hauntingly beautiful ghost, his golden hair glowing with a light that hurt to look at. He held a sword made of pure "Heroic Resolve," and his face was frozen in a mask of tragic, self-sacrificing nobility.

"I love you." She hesitates for a moment then says, "Then if you do, promise me one thing." "What?" "I need a million bucks," she says softly. "I am not going to use it on crack or liquor. I promise." He hesitates. "Fine." What! Just like that? "Just promise me one thing," he tells her. "Do not hurt Renny!" She laughs absurdly. "He is my son. Why would I hurt him?" "You almost killed him last time. Who knows what would have happened if I did NOT show up in time!"

I walked up to the ruthless alpha and raised my hand, pointing a finger at him. As I pointed at the ruthless alpha, a beam of light shot out from my finger, hitting him directly in the chest. He crumpled to the ground, defeated. Elice felt a surge of triumph, but then, something amazing happened. The ruthless alpha began to change. His features softened, and his clothes transformed into a flowing white robe. His hair turned a golden hue, and his eyes glowed with kindness and compassion. He stood up, and I realized that he was no longer the same person. He was now a powerful ally, ready to help her in any way he could his face turned to be Derrick.

The guy flinched back in fear. His mind recalled the lost battle. And suddenly he realized where he was and how he ended up there. "S...Silvia?" The man tried and pretended to be unaware but Hunter wasn't having it. With a low growl, his claws extended out and he grabbed that guy's throat letting his claws pierce his skin causing blood to ooze out. "She... She was a seer who helped Alpha Alonso win all the battles," The guy said fearfully.

I'll be back for you soon. I ran as fast as I could, and because I knew the routes like I knew the back of my hand, I avoided all the patrols trying to track me down. I screamed at the top of my lungs as I reached the border. - I, Beta Brady Brown, resign from my beta status and reject Lycan Moon Pach as my pack. I will continue my life as a rogue and return to save my mate and take revenge on all who cross my path. This is my solemn promise.

Another magickal menace to stir up the people's fear? Brand forced himself to look away from the crowd and search out his mate. While her dress was ripped and her face covered in mud, her grey eyes stormed in defiance. His warrior princess had not given in to despair. Their eyes locked and suddenly, he heard her voice in his head. I will fight until my last breath, min vakre ulv. If we must travel to Valhalla together, then so be it.