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Unknowingly, my nerve cells started to respond to the circumstances. The two of them didn't seem to notice that there was someone else besides them as they were lost in their world. They appeared to be close friends and both of them were radiating in the room. One was blessed with light brown pastel coloured eyes which seemed as sweet as sugar and the other one was blessed with black coloured eyes which seemed as deep as the sea.

CHAPTER XIV: Terrified “Dark Celestial Realm Augmentation: Graveyard of a Greedy Crab,” I seriously uttered, snapping my fingers to activate and expand my complete realm. Everything was suddenly enveloped by darkness and there were several black holes surrounding us, moving around like they will suck everything in this realm. But that will not happen unless I allow it to happen. Then, big tweezers of a crab with sharp fangs on edges came out from these black holes. They were enveloped with dark glowing light. Deborah’s Celestial Realm was shattered into pieces and vaporized into thin air. It was overpowered.

My blue eyed goddess is a bloody smart arse. As darkness pulls me into its abyss, I sound a warning. "You may run, my pet, but you can never hide. I will find you. And I will make you pay." Then the world goes black. **********

I turned my head to the side, ready and listening. “There’s a few people starting to experiment with black magic again. People Callum came in contact with years ago and they’re starting to dig into old, dark things. We’re worried one of them is going to make some headway and start raising demons again,” she explained. “Nothing is going to happen right now, but it will soon, in just under a year. Hecate is having a similar conversation with Ally right now.” I laid my head back down.

It was the day I moved in that Quinn told me about the Wolfin. Quinn said there're a lot of packs out there, some good, some bad, and some just unsure about what they should be. I am guessing the one I saw in the alley was a bad one. I'm still not sure where I fit into this world, but I am learning about the twilight realm. I'm learning about the history of Wolfin and the society they have. Most of all I feel safe from the monster I saw kill that man. ~~~ Jimmy started to remember things about a body in an alleyway from several years before. He had been assigned to the case with his new partner Natalia. It was the first case they had ever worked together.

Xareth turned and began walking without a word, and I followed, limping after him in silence, my bare feet brushing against the cold stone floor. We moved through long hallways. Then he opened a heavy black door, one I hadn’t noticed before. It led outside where he opened another door, the staircase spiraled downward. My breath came in shallow gasps as we descended. He led me into a large underground dungeon, a place reeking of suffering. Chains hung from the ceiling, some still slick with fresh blood. Silver whips lined the walls. Hooks. Brands. Blades of every shape. The floor was dark with old stains, and the walls bore claw marks. I had never seen hell, but this… this was close enough.

His hands and foot were tied to it with tape, and so was his mouth, so that his head bobbed about with tiredness and exhaustion. “By night, we are criminals. We sell guns. We deal drugs to the fiends who want them. We kill. Now, and because you have come of age, you have become a part of that life, Damian Blackwood. Will you be a coward and run away in fear, or will you conquer until you lead the Blackwoods?” “Leading is my birthright. Only cowards turn and run.” I answered.

a voice shouted from the darkness to our left. I turned, expecting to see a police officer or a doctor. Instead, I saw a line of black sedans idling near the warehouse exit. These weren't the SUVs from before. These were clean, polished cars that looked like they belonged to a high-end funeral service. Men in dark raincoats were stepping out, their movements smooth and practiced. These were Silas’s "cleanup" crew: the men who made sure the world only saw what Silas wanted it to see.

Several elders looked relieved. The Priestess smiled proudly, clearly pleased with herself. But I said nothing, I simply stared toward the darkness. Because I knew something they didn't. Derek had fought witches before, witches far more terrifying than the young Priestess. I looked towards him, then my pulse quickened. He opened his eyes and it glowed bright red inside the darkness. I swallowed, knowing exactly what comes next.

“And this Black Sanctum coven or whatever? They’re even worse.” “Nah… surely they aren’t that bad.” Dublin shook his head, pulling up a list and a picture of what looked like two wolves devouring each other in an endless loop. “They’re into some bad shit. Apparently, Black Sanctum is heavily into some occult shit, like magic and voodoo and such. Wolfnapping, ritualistic killings, murder. This isn’t some back alley Arabian Prince we’d be swindling; these are people who could kill us and know how to do it as well.”