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I stood up,and turned to leave,my hand was placed on the cold door,about to push,when he called me back. "True?" "Yeah?"I asked,and tilted my head to him. "Promise me"he said. "What?" "You are going to have a new year's resolution"he said,"why?"I asked and j got a Shut—the— hell— up stare. "Alright fine..." Am surprised am even listening. "You are gonna get yourself a girlfriend,or even a wife if that's even possible" No way! The old man is asking too much now,am only twenty eight,and he's acting like am in my early fifties!

This human skin was really nice, he couldn't get it, but touching it was good too, so young. The old man's greedy look was more terrifying than ever. His fingernails that he reached out were no longer like a normal human's. They were all pitch black, just like the ones that sometimes grow overnight on old people after they die, really creepy. Barney was already stunned, and he regretted stopping Amelia. But it was all too late. Sir Campbell lifted his lips and showed a satisfied smile. But in the next second, he just froze right there! Even the hand I reached out was twitching.

I stayed in one place for a few minutes, taking it all in. Then I moved slowly, trying to keep out of the spotlight. That’s when I saw him. An old man, leaning slightly, with a creepy smile and the unmistakable smell of alcohol surrounding him. “I’ve been looking for you,” he slurred, stepping closer. My chest tightened. I tried to back away, but he grabbed my arm. “I’ll pay you,” he said, his grin wide and unsettling.

No matter how much he spoke, there was no other sentence that could deter the other party. The old man swallowed a mouthful of blood, glanced coldly at Caspian, and said something that had been brewing in his heart for a long time, "Have you ever heard of Crape Myrtle Sect?" After that, he waited for Caspian's response. Caspian stood up. The old man nodded secretly. This was expected. Caspian bent down and looked at the old man. This was also within the old man's expectations. Even at this moment, the old man was still sneering in his heart. "Now you know to be afraid. It's too late. Kneel down and beg for mercy!"

the old maid said smirking in pride as I saw Maverick's face go pale. " What the fuck? What are they doing here? Don't tell me they are here... Fuck. Thank you so much, bro " Maverick said in one breath to the maid who pat the shoulder of Maverick in motherly love. He hold my hand to run but we stopped. " Maverick!? What a pleasant coincidence! Come on in " our head snapped to the voice coming from the distance. I saw a beautiful old lady walking towards us with a beaming face. In hurry, the maid excuses us who sound very loyal and friendly to Maverick. The beautiful old woman hugged Maverick and that was it. It didn't take me more explanation to know that she is Maverick's mother. In realis

He didn't even manage to fix himself because he was too drunk. "Oh, my, God!" One of the rich kids exclaimed. "Who is that?" "Gate crasher!" Another one roared. "Can someone call security?" The others suggested. "Don't worry, ladies. I'll handle this." They all looked satisfied when a man walked towards Marionne. He looked like in his mid-40s, yet still, look formidable and elegant. "I know you, Marionne, right?" Marianne felt like he was showered with ice-cold water. The man in front of him was the father of Ava. "Uhm—yes—yes, sir." He struggled to answer.

Henry almost jumped out of his own skin at the calm whisper that came from behind him, unannounced and undetected, turning around, he was met by the old councilor who looked like a walking corpse, Joseph was it? “You look so much like him! Except for the eyes!” Henry heard the old man murmur, and from the way he said the words he knew for sure that he was talking about his father, but how did he know him in the first place. “Don’ make his mistakes, cherish what you have, and in the next storm, be the unshaking mountain you are meant to be!” the man said as he continued to walk, and even though Henry had many questions about the things the old man said, he couldn’t utter a word, the man was s

It gave them a clear view of the wrinkled old man who strode toward them naked but for his long, loose grey hair. "Someone should tell Gramps he forgot his leaf," Sasha whispered. Somehow, Carlie got the impression the old man already knew and didn't care, because lucky them, they appeared to be the centerpieces of a ritual. Hopefully, not one involving pain, sacrificing body parts, or group sex.

Footsteps slapped the floor. He was impatient. He wanted to see me. Now. —Crash The table blocking the door flew away, landing with a loud bang and breaking into pieces. I stifled a scream and pressed myself against the wall, motionless. “Cara~” He softened his voice like he was calling a naughty child. His scaly feet swung back and forth in front of me, as he paced lightly, as if afraid to scare away a timid animal. His strong scent filled the room, making me restless and uneasy. I slowed down my breathing, trying to minimize the intake of that gas.