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The thought of his friends using me the way he used to. Jesus, fuck. I sucked in a short breath, shutting my eyes for a brief second, trying to ease the heat current that steadily ran through my body. He should be here. Pushing him to the back of my mind, I focused on the things I could control, which was figuring out how to begin navigating the several levels of floors that made up the castle we were in. I looked up, to see a grand chandelier hanging down, the sunlight from every

I had never even fought before, but I watched enough anime to have an idea of how it would turn out. John chuckled bitterly, biting his lip. “One of the men was holding a young woman by her neck, getting ready to snap her neck. I quickly ran over, but I could even lay a punch. Turns out vampires do have super speed and super strength too. He punched me into the wall. I could barely breathe. “Well well well. What do we have here? A little superhero?”

" I walked out of the bathroom, closing the door behind me. I felt a slight throb in my hand, but my mind was already moving to the next move. My phone was smashed on the patio, and a decoy laptop was currently melting Mark’s server. I headed to my room, reaching into a hidden compartment in the headboard for my *real* device. I needed to see if **7th_Perfection** had seen the fireworks. As I logged in, a message popped up immediately. **[7th_Perfection]:** *The Vance server just went dark. Beautiful work, Fox. I hope the 'Princess' didn't get too wet during the delivery.*

he bent down and said in her ear "I am your monster and you are my Dark Hidden Paradise " ///Guys...it's Sriste here....it's a story of some dangerous mystery with obsessjve love...so please support me with your love...I can tell u all that I will make you love with every character in story...Follow me in my Instagram : sriste__author.///

V7" Don't be like that! They are trying their best! You should work more on your creation skill if you want them to be able to speak properly!" V1" V1's Products, only good for one thing. It's either thinking or speaking." ______________________________________________

(THE CORNER INTO FABLES) “CURSES, PLAY, DREAD, SINS, LIES, AND THE TRUTH. HAVE YOU FOUND YOURSELF TORN IN THE FOLLOWING?” Smiling as she is completely calm and holding the answer to the inevitable tale of like a fable, but marks the world of Wonderland by Lewis Carol. The voice is satisfied with that only smile that marks unto her face, as it giggles for a while amused by her and every corner of this game, as the riddle points with the words that go like this.

"Analysis: Subject is attempting to write a Narrative-Layer over the Null-State. Logic dictates this is impossible. Narratives require a Foundation." "The Foundation is **Us**!" I roared. I felt a surge of energy that wasn't red, white, or grey. It was **Violet-Gold-Red**. It was the color of a bruise that was healing. It was the color of a sunset after a storm. It was the **Living Code**. I pushed back against the glass. Where my feet touched the obsidian shards, they turned back into soil. Where Sarah’s light touched the grey marble, it sprouted wildflowers made of sapphire and flame.

He gets a bit closer to me, causing me to back away. I deny his suggestion by waving my hands in defense, "No, no garden!" The more he strolls closer to me, the more I trail backwards. My back now rests against a flat wall. I uphold an ugly sad face, "Sir, you need not to corner me here to have a normal conversation.." His right arm slams the wall fiercely, startling me. Nani?! The Infamous Kabedon, "Wall Slam"?! He leans in to my right ear. When he speaks, his breath is touching my face, "Are you afraid that I planted my seed in you?"

Well, putting away all of that aside, Natasha had hit the shower and put on a fresh pair of blue jeans with a pink top and a white sweater before getting into white sneakers. She let her blond hair rest above her shoulders as she grabbed a bag and put something in a sort of cage right next to her closet. "Come on out, V," she started after setting down what she had put at the base of the cage. A moment later, something slithered out from a dark corner of the cage. A snake;a green viper to be exact. Taika had given her the snake when she and her mother had gone on a visit to Hawaii, where she had learnt was her birth place.

MR.PAULS DEATH “Papa” Victoria hugged Keith. “Yes darling. Looks like you were waiting for your snacks” Victoria giggled as she tried to reach out the paper bag in her father's hand “Where’s your mother and Olivia.” Inquired Keith. “I’ll tell you on one condition.” Bubbled the little girl. “What condition” “You’ll have to show me what you’ve bought for me” “Sure! It's all yours my love” Keith handed Victoria’s favorite biscuits in her hand and walked to his bedroom. He saw Martina sitting on the bed and she was playing with Olivia.