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I harvested and relished his fright and hoped to multiply it as I grew out one of my claws now— the claw on my index finger specifically. I pointed it at the cap of his penis With this, the Dark One turned to look at Landon, pouring his dread on him with no limb on one side of his body and a disfigured limb on the other. A part of the bone from his right hand was still buried in his chest and he poured his combined expression of anguish on Landon now. I didn’t care what their communication was about because it didn’t matter to me. Landon couldn’t stop me in my attempt and the Dark One was definitely functionless, so I proceeded with my venture. They were both irrelevant to my creed even thou

People scream and scurry away in fear, they are right to fear me, I am too angry to show mercy right now. I remember reading a book when I was a girl, all about dragon lore and the special things they could do, so I lift my right paw and bite into my finger/toe to draw blood, then lower it to Drake. I let a few drops fall onto his chest and then one into his mouth, before sealing my wound and returning my attention to those around us. These tiny things are all my enemies they all are trying to take Drake away from me! “RAARR!! Grrrrr!!”

"He took my life, my identity, and now he's living with my name, my degrees. How can I just let that go?" I gave his back a comforting pat and met his gaze. "In a few days, when the weird end of days rolls in, we'll make him pay." Jim gave a small nod, his skin cooling down, no longer fired by my blood. Right then, I noticed something odd, the weak Haunts that had barely any strength were suddenly frantically feasting on my leftover blood. Their once translucent bodies filled with vigor as they started to circle and swoop around me. "I've got a plan!"

My mother speaks first, her authoritative voice somehow managing to remain gentle. “I have asked you here today to help us navigate this unprecedented situation,” she starts calmly, though I don’t miss the flash of concern in her expression. “Princess Maerilee has discovered that she has not one, but two potential Ones. This is unique, to say the least, and we are in need of your guidance.” The room falls silent, the council members exchanging looks of varying degrees of confusion and concern. Finally, one of them, a fae with a stern face and sharp eyes, clears his throat and speaks

She rummaged through boxes filled with forgotten memories, her heart racing with anticipation. Her fingers brushed against a worn leather journal, its edges frayed and its cover adorned with a beautiful emblem—a symbol she recognized from the stories Aunt Cleo had told her about the coven. As she opened it, the musty scent enveloped her, and the words seemed to whisper secrets of a time long past.

“Ungrateful little—” I didn’t see the blow coming. Because my body was still healing, my reflexes dulled and I couldn’t dodge it. Pain exploded across my side as he lunged at me with claws bared, his eyes mad with betrayal. But then… Dylan jerked mid-swing, his mouth open in a shocked gasp. Blood poured from his chest as a blade protruded through him from behind. He stumbled, then collapsed to the ground. Behind him stood Zahra, her sword coated with blood.

she sobbed silently but continued to untie herself. Finally, she succeeded. Her body trembled with exhaustion. She slowly picked up a piece of wood that was next to her, holding it in her shaky hands as she tiptoed over to where Dione stood, striking him hard across the head. He crumpled to the floor with a grunt. “Fuck!” Fiona cursed as she noticed what was happening, and she lunged toward Maya, but before she could grab her, Maya hit her across the face as well, and she fell to the ground.

It was as if the other person was trying to totally consume the other person in their own way by fornicating. End of Book one.

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3 feet tall body that clearly shout out *I go to the gym every fucking day* in front of me like a fucking wall. As he stands in front of me, I shudder and gulp, I could feel cold sweats oozing from my skin pores, because the Stephen Brown in front of me now, isn’t the angelic cupid from before, he’s now like an angry mob who had his girlfriend stolen from him. He’s only cupid in front of Lisa, he’s a bouncer to everyone else! “Hey! You are the one who wants to steal Lisa from me. RIGHT?!” Stephen growls.