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he patiently explained. The little kid's eyes shone as he listened to Phylian's explanation. “Amazing~ so that can happen!” “Eon! Show me to your uncle! I want to listen as well!” they heard Cecilia mutter on the other end of the line. Eon turned his tablet so Phylian could also see his friend, Cecilia. “Uncle, this is my friend, Cecilia.” Phylian waved at the little girl. “Hello, my name is Phylian. You can also call me uncle Lian.”

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Camila's P.O.V "Your phone" Clair says walking into the room and tossing the phone on the bed. I see Zoe's name on the screen whuch made me smile hard, more than I was already smiling. Clair saw my face and took a seat on the bed to hear the conversation. "Hello Zola" I say once I answered the call. "Camila, how could you!?" Zoe screeches, obviously she was crying. "How could I what?" I ask innocently, also sitting on the bed.

"I am Alpha Ezekiel, this is the Bloodhound pack. And you are a rouge in my house, surrounded by my warriors, and my pack of 1500 men. You're not the one with the power here, I am. So when I ask a question I except it answered. Now. Who. Are. You?" I clenched my jaw in frustration, he was right. I had no power. No choice. He could do anything to me right now. And I wouldn't have any help or any way to stop him. I nearly reached at the thought. I was fucked. Royally. With that in mind I responded to his question; "Cecil." "And where did you came from? Are there any more like you?" He fired the questions in quick succession. "The East Coast, I travel alone and have not come across another fema

Chantelle just nods and smiles, trying to act natural. Delcan takes a sip of his coffee, and then says, "You know, I never properly introduced myself the other night. My name is Delcan." Chantelle smiles and says, "It's nice to meet you, Delcan. I'm Chantelle." Just then, a customer walks in and approaches the counter. "Sorry, I have to get back to work," Chantelle says apologetically. Delcan nods and says, "No problem. I understand. It was nice to meet you." Then he takes another sip of his coffee and starts to walk out of the coffee shop. As he passes by the counter, he says, "Have a great day, Chantelle." She smiles and says, "You too, Delcan." As Delcan leaves the coffee shop, he thinks

ID: CV Profile Picture: A night shot—a solitary tree in the foreground, its branches reaching like ink strokes into a sky where the moon glowed impossibly large and bright. She tilted her head, a small chuckle escaping. “CV? Really?” she muttered, but the tiny upward curl of her lips betrayed how much she liked the mystery. Without overthinking, she sent her opening: a string of cheerful yellow smiley faces, followed by a little animated bunny waving hello. One minute. Two. Her toes curled into the blanket with a mix of anticipation and impatience. Across town, Cassian had just stepped out of his own shower, a towel draped around his neck and hair dripping in inky strands. His suite was dark

“Liar. You disagreed. You said, 'handsome my ass'!” Eli raised his one brow and then reply, “You have heard it! Why are you asking anyway?” Celo rolled his eyes and he doesn't want to argue with the woman anymore so he just reverted his gaze and attention to his best friend. “Tsk. Rubbish. Dizen, send me the pictures. I'm gonna post it on my I*.”

She dialed a number she knew off head and called. "It takes great talent and skill to veil great talent and skill. Little Lotus, how is the brighter side of the world?" A crooked old female voice answered the phone. "Only psychopaths and manipulators can achieve hiding their talents and skills Elder Hoshi. Everything is going as planned thank you for asking. Oh, but a Hian Ji attacked me at my home and knows everything about me. I thought I died and my existence was erased with you and the other Elders' help. What's going on?"

Chapter 4 : The Past Aqua didn't always have to hide who she was. She didn't always have to keep secrets. There was a time when her life was filled with laughter, love, and the open embrace of her unique heritage. Born in the hidden town of Silver Cove , Aqua grew up surrounded by family and friends who cherished her for who she was. Her striking white hair, a mark of her lineage, was a source of pride, not something to be concealed.

In the center of the biggest wall, a giant full moon is painted in glowing whites and silvers. In the center of the room is an elaborate and intimidating electronic music set up, with two keyboards, a laptop, amps and microphones, and various machines that I don’t recognize. At another end of the room is a piano. In a corner, the Phantom sits on a stool and plays the electronic cello, a haunting melody. He's barefoot, in black lounge pants and a red silk jacket like an aristocrat. His black hair hangs down over his face. The beauty mark near his eye today is a heart.