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I’ll be coming for him tomorrow Jason can have another day off. As we are wiping down the mat I notice a group of men deep in discussion still hanging about, scars trail up their arms to their shirt sleeves. A handful even have them on their faces. They must be Blood Moon pack warriors. No one else has warriors that tall, large, and ruthless. Dad clears his throat and I get back to our task at hand and help him carry the mat inside. Once put away we head home. I wave goodbye to Hudson and Bailey and walk with dad.

She's as good as dead here in the chemically filled city, no use in dragging around a corpse. Just as Celia was going to give the order to abandoned the hostage, something in the distance caught her attention. A dart embedded into the side of Tessa, causing her to drop to the floor instantly. Celia ducked down, ordering the others to watch out for stray darts as more continued to rain down on them. Jonathan darted forward and grabbed Celia by her forearm, swears coming out of his mouth. As they ran, she made sure to usher the others ahead of her. Her body was more immune to the drugs, so when the darts did hit her, not much was done.

My poor baby was dead. "Too late how?" I needed a reason. "I'm sorry." "What do you mean by you're sorry?" I was angry all over again. "He's fucking dead. You killed him-" Boom. There was a gunshot. The creepy old man feel before me and screams filled the store. People began running for their lives. I didn't. I almost had nothing to look forward to if I saved this life. In the midst of chaos, I stood there with the dried tears on my face. I picked Lane up and began moving to the door. Ree was nowhere to be found so I walked to the door myself. I was almost at the door when I heard a very familiar name.

"You don't deserve to be my Papa. And you certainly don't deserve to be the Don of the Costa family." The gunshot cracked. Edmondo fell back on the couch. His eyes were wide. He couldn't believe his own son had just killed him. Vincenzo stared at Edmondo's bloodied body expressionlessly. He had killed everyone who had wronged Ella, but the ache in his chest didn't ease an inch.

His cries ended with a loud snap. "Follow me. Shoot at anyone I miss."Jade ordered. Before I could say anything, Jade disappeared. Only to reappear in front of one of the shooters. They didn't even let out a scream before she ripped their head off. Damn, this woman really liked to decapitate people. "You got this, Reyna," I muttered to myself. I let out a deep breath and then forced myself to move before I could retreat. Immediately someone pointed a gun at me, and I didn't hesitate to take the shot.

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Just at that moment Dino emerged from the depths of nowhere and launched himself at Jordan landing just between his shoulder blades and dragging his claws into his back on the way down. “ARGH! FUCKING ARSE!” Jordan screamed out in pain then realized what had happened. Trying to find the cat so he could murder it. He hunted around the room in a craze screaming, “MY TATTOO! That Fucker Fucked my Tattoo!” “Tattoo? Are you okay? I’m so sorry, let me get my first aid kit.” Meredith ran to the bathroom and came back with bandages and peroxide and cleaned the scratch marks that surely went through a tattoo of the word Trump in large letters in the same font that was on all the Trump Towers resting

Udal cried and rushed forward, when the white-clad geezer kicked debris at him, tearing through his legs! "Argh!!!" Udal screamed as he crashed to the ground, as white as a sheet! "Argh!!!" Caleb bellowed, his eyes widened, his pupils dilating as he watched. Boom!!! His combat aura erupted as he freed himself from the aura weighing down on him, and he whipped out the Dharmic Cutter! "World End Slash!!!" he roared as a black dragon and the Black Emperor Robes shrouded him. He swung the Dharmic Cutter, unleashing a great sword flash straight at the white-clad geezer.

"Dang it." I look at Shaylee, and she looks at me, shaking her head. "Alright, 'Her Dark Knight' it is. Now we need to figure out what the play will be about," Shaylee says. And once again, Andrew surprises us. "It should be about a wolf who tries to resist his feelings for a human he's imprinted on, but the more time he spends with her, the stronger the pull becomes."

“Look, whatever this is, you got the wrong guy. I don’t know you people.” The man stepped off the bike and crouched in front of him. “No, Damian,” he said. “We know exactly who you are.” Damian froze. “You’re a patch with the Dead Revenants,” the man went on. Damian’s stomach turned. He couldn’t deny it. “What do you want from me?” he asked carefully. The man smiled without warmth. “Name’s Dez. I’m president of the Brotherrrs of Steel. We’ve been watching you.”