Djinn Equip Alibaba Romane & Geschichten

“This isn’t official Peacekeeper business, is it?” the queen asked, sipping tea as the aide presented her nation’s dungeon data. “No,” Eliza replied. “This is from the JDA. We’re offering to take the burden of those dungeons off your hands. Full acquisition, no shared ownership. In exchange, we compensate you fairly—upfront.” Queen Lissandra skimmed the scroll, her eyes narrowing. “That’s... a lot of gold.” “And none of your soldiers need to die securing them. We assume full responsibility.”

"Is that..." "Don't." "I wasn't going to say anything." "You were absolutely going to say something." He held both hands up in mock surrender, though the grin on his face suggested he had no intention of actually letting this go. "I just find it interesting that the Alpha of Blackwood, a man who has never once in the years I've known him allowed anyone to touch his belongings, is currently walking around without his jacket while a certain someone is wearing it around the manor like it's the latest fashion."

“Dad, can you spare some warriors? I have some from Vargas, possibly some from Wade.” “Wade?” He is surprised. “They have an alliance with Vargas, and Wilks is responsible for killing their Alpha and Luna, so yes. I won’t need a lot, but the more you can spare….” “I’ll give you a couple of dozen, Sebastian, and that’s it. You’ll have to figure out a way to get Dez back without any more than that.” As usual, my Dad has already made up his mind, and that’s exactly how this is going to be. There’s no use trying to negotiate.

I did not know at all that she would turn out to be his mate! “Great! You made a choice and you took the decision without even thinking. Sapphire come along. We will have a lot to do and this is not the place that we are staying,” said Tourmaline as she turned back. Jeremy and Jillian and Razl shared a look and they all followed her. “The Alley is under attack,” said Tourmaline as she rushed in the direction of the trucks of the Runners. “How can she tell that?” asked Cian in a loud whisper and Razl nodded her head saying he did not know.

Always had someone on the inside who thought they could bargain with monsters and walk away clean. Jasper cornered me near the armory, helmet still under his arm, sweat streaking his jaw. “You’re not going to tell them, are you?” he asked. I didn’t slow. “Tell who?” He scoffed and fell into step beside me. “Don’t play Alpha Zen with me. You smelled it too.” “I smelled a lot of things,” I said flatly. “Most of them unpleasant.” “Cute deflection,” he shot back. “You keeping this quiet is going to bite us in the ass.”

"They say Santiago Escarra made a deal with the actual devil himself, A Djinn. That he managed to summon one and the Djinn asked for a price in return for granting him power… If the price is not paid, the Escarra line will die. Time is running out, our Alpha is dying. They say the devil has possessed him, that he is paying for his ancestor’s crimes. Alpha Sebastian once said he will break the curse for his son, but now, now they say he has lost his mind. He is unrecognisable. The Djinns powers have burned him from inside, that even his face is unrecognisable." My stomach twisted as I listened to what the man before me was saying. If this was true… This Crimson King was a puppet for the Djinn

"Djinns don't die, they just expire when their time's up. That's what happened with me. The magical fact about us djinns is ... we're just like batteries. When the power goes down,we tend to weaken and gradually we shut down and if someone's merciful enough... he'd charge us again and just like that we'd become active again." "Are you trying to say that you're getting charged? I don't understand this battery thing." "I'm waiting for a good opportunity to get myself charged again and that opportunity isn't so far but you're the one delaying it. First bring Luna back to life. I'll be coming to tell you everything else. I'm leaving. Take care of yourself and everyone around you." That was all h

"Protected me? That guy wasn't just being an asshole. There was something else going on. Was he a..." I shook my head. "Later. We'll talk in the truck." We followed Drake out to the parking lot and got into the back of his truck. The second we were settled, he started the engine and glanced at us in the mirror. "No funny business," he said dryly. I ignored it, knowing that's what he wanted. A reaction. Once we hit the highway, I started explaining quietly. "That guy's name is Dorian Louis. Alpha of a rival pack. Took over young, maybe twelve. Their reputation is... not great. They don't answer to any of our usual leadership."

"Take these two down, lock them in the dungeon!" "Yes, Alpha!"