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What's with this strange name? I throw a quick questioning glance to Dan who does me the pleasure of clearing my confusions. "Double personality." That alone is enough to flicker a ray of light to what is happening here. Wow! Bravo, right? So, he is addressing the nation as Anold Morris and not as the monster Ajay.

He roared, emitting fire from his mouth that engulfed her. The sound of drums filled the air as the villagers danced around the burning skeleton of Trixie that was tied to a stake. Far away was also the body of Edwin and the dark skinned woman who were tied as well; they had run into the awaiting arms of the assailants. "Today we celebrate victory of killing the great beast of Lamarck" The huge man roared loudly and the ground cheered. "We move on to her loyal servants" He added and there was another round of cheers.

I spoke back. Buddy if someone see us together they may think that you are the alpha just see how your muscles are well built. He chuckled in amusement again. Did you do alot of workouts. He added questioning. Actually no my body just get bigger on its own l suppose. I only do few workouts. Once in a week. I replied matter of fact.

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No, this was about losing something that he thought he owned. Drake growled, and Samantha turned her head sharply in his direction. "All right, My Beast, don't start breathing fire. Cool heads need to prevail here." "Your Beast, huh?" Drake smirked. "Yeah. You're name is Drake. That's a dragon, you sounded like your were about to roar, you were definitely growling, I think if you get mad enough, you might just breathe fire. So, My Beast." Vulcan watched this by-play with a great deal of humor. The woman shouldn't know his friend that well. But, it seemed that she did, indeed know him, and know him well.

The performer with the highest votes would be crowned Best Beastfolk Star, and they'd be awarded with a handsome amount of prize money. Money aside, the title could also grant the beastfolk more popularity. That was why many beastfolk wanted it. The performers were beautiful and charming, but I was thinking about Nathaniel. Eight-pack abs, lean body, and I hated to say this, but his face was unusually attractive. If he were to show up on stage and start shimmying… Something hot came out of my nose. Samuel turned. Shocked, he asked, "Why do you have a nosebleed?"

That unlocked door doesn't really help, either. I reach for the new clothes the fucker has given me - simple black underwear, black sweatpants, gray t-shirt and hoodie. Wow, what a colorful taste he has. Still trying to gain control over my overreacting body, I put my wet hair in a pony tail - maybe I'll soon have the chance to escape and free hair will only bother me.

I did everything to be a good friend, only to be treated as my so-called best friend’s scapegoat. When her husband found cigarette ash in their house, she claimed I was the one smoking. When she snuck off for a private rendezvous with her lover, she told him she was celebrating my birthday. And when she got pregnant, she pinned the blame on me again, declaring I was consumed with jealousy—that I had spiked her drink and hired someone to violate her. Enraged, her husband marched to my doorstep wielding a blade and hacked me to death. When I opened my eyes again, I had returned to the exact day she had asked me to cover for her affair.

Chandlers are a well known jewelry group. Micah Chandler is the sole heir of the Chandler group, and can be called a typical person. He is more matured than his age. Initially he doesn't wanted to attend this post graduation program as he is not very interested in studying among immature idiots. But then Bella caught his attention. Her score and her humble appearance interested him. So he decided to attend his classes, which surprised even his father. But his sole focus of intrest is Bella Adams.

I woke up from the sound of my stomach growling, without a word; I stood up from lying on my bed; my face was a little hurt from the incident earlier when I saw my reflection, a big purple bruise. I sighed and held my cheek, and started to heal myself. My mom and dad were fascinated with my gift for healing, but it wasn't extravagant; like the doctors from our tribe, I could heal simple wounds or, like mine—Bruises.