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he said, tears streaming down his cheeks. "How could I forget?" "Pinky swear that you won't hate her and you will let go of this grudge?" Simon couldn't help but reach out his hand. "For you, I will pinky swear. I will save you, Mace. Please give me a few minutes. Don't close your eyes. Okay?" Simon averted his gaze for a moment, looking for werewolves who would stay with Mace until he found a solution. He spotted Cypher and called out to him. "It won't take long." Simon said. When he looked at Mace, his eyes were already closed. "Dude. I told you not to close your eyes." Simon became more concerned when his hand became cold. "Why is your hand..." he paused. "Mace. Mace?" There was no furthe

I almost tore after them when Charlie placed a hand on Cara’s back to usher her through the door, but luckily the boiling, bubbling rage found a new target. “What about me?” Mack asked sullenly. I whipped around and let my wolf-eyes show as I smiled, baring my teeth. “You better say your prayers, Mack.” I tightened my grip on my oldest friend’s jacket until my knuckles turned white and my hands wanted to shake. “Because you’re a fucking dead man,” I snarled. Then I threw Mack bodily across the room.

I let them see through me quick, like lightening no matter how bad it may be because they are the only ones I trust. " everybody grab your junks and let's play " he usher. looks like he's the MC of this partyyyyy. " there's ice cream in the freezer. " he whispers in my ear " thanks " I grab it along with chips and chocolate. my eyes quickly catch the bowl of homemade bacon on the table. I grab that too scurrying to the sitting room where everybody's seated on the floor with one or two snacks.

C and said “Mrs. C, MC and I already know you are seeing someone months ago.” “What” MC mom asked confusedly! I continued “It was before Christmas, MC and I heard you in your room on the phone talking to some guy. So please spare us this awkward moment and just be honest with us.” “You have known since last year?” MCs’ mom asked. “Yes” we answered to her equally. “Alright then” she said “I met him at work…. his name is… Oscar… Marvel. Yes, his name is Oscar Marvel.” “Oscar Marvel” said MC “It sounds like a fake name.”

She wondered if she just laid here forever if eventually the earth would reclaim her and the moon goddess would welcome her soul into the moon's light. Her vision blurred as she opened her eyes again, but Chloe managed to focus on the naked tree branches above her right before a terrifying face filled her vision. The sight of bloodshot brown eyes and ratty looking beard had the blonde's breath sticking in her throat and her eyes widening in horror. She tried to get away from the putrid smell of stale alcohol and cigarette smoke but giant hands grabbed her in a vice like grip before hauling up. "What do we have here?" The man sneered. "You should be more careful when shooting a rifle. You nev

Mystical Chubby said, nonchalantly munching on a slice of cake. "Better crawl over here and say you're sorry if you want to keep breathing." Nance and Yancy exchanged shocked glances at Mystical Chubby. They could not believe that this chubby guy they had looked down on had the strength to send someone flying with just a kick! The noise attracted a crowd. "Isn't that Montez from the Armando Group? Who gave him a thrashing?" "Really? I heard his uncle's a big deal in Mendorra. Is that true?"

My paws ache, my body trembling from exhaustion. All of a sudden, my limbs come to a grinding halt when I see a figure in my path. A tall, elderly man stands at the mouth of an alley, his coat billowing in the wind. A jagged scar runs across his jaw, pale against his tanned skin. I lower myself, growling. He only smiles. "Easy, little one. I won't hurt you." His voice is deep and almost gentle. But something about it makes my hackles rise. "Come to me," he says softly, his eyes glinting a bright silver. "You've grown so beautifully... my baby girl."

I awoke with a banging headache. Part of me hoped it was all just a very vivid nightmare. I went to sit up and felt something hard and cold around my ankle. I blinked a few times with my eyes adjusting to the dimmed light. I looked around and saw a window high on the wall behind me, it was already night outside. I was on a bed and my ankle was chained. I tugged at the chain on the bed, but it didn’t budge. I tugged my ankle against it but there was no use, it was a heavy-duty metal cuff. I looked around and saw a door on the wall in front of me with a small window in. I climbed gingerly off the bed and tried to reach the door, but the chain stopped me. I tried to pull the bed closer to the

I turned to face the guy with the chain, who looked hesitant now, his eyes darting from his downed friends to me. He swung the chain, trying to keep distance between us, the metal links flashing in the dim light. I waited, biding my time, watching his rhythm. When he swung again, I ducked low, grabbing a piece of broken wood from the ground. As he tried to recover, I jammed the wood into his shin. He yelped, losing his footing, and I took my chance to close in, grabbing the chain and twisting it from his grip. He scrambled back, wide-eyed.

Drake demanded. Emily gave a small shake of her head. "I won't look." "Come on, Emily," he said as she looked at him. Always keep in mind that the alpha is a werewolf with a short fuse. Leia recited the line in her head. "No, Leia, you need to be quiet. " Just get out of my head and quit reading that book already!" She growled at her wolf companion.