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Habib immediately raised his hands and said, "If you kill me, you won't be able to leave too." Bellamy smiled, "If I could enter without being noticed, then I would be able to leave the same way too. The rest of the world thinks that Bellamy has died on the plane. They won't even know how you died." Habib was afraid. His fearful eyes were locked on Bellamy as he asked, "What on earth do you want?"

I found myself doing the same as the sound reverberated through the room. I dared to look up and saw guards rushing to the front. Twisting my head to what they were seeing, I saw her. Irises, and her legion of demons of soldiers. She seemed to had lost one of her eyes, because where there was once a left eye, was now an eye patch. Ulric's knights fell on the ground, bleeding all through. The remaining knights began shoving us out just as the smell of blood met my nose. Then people began to disappear, just as Fenrel and Aspen had did. "Stay low, okay. Just stay low!" Bellamy ordered, sounding as calm as ever. I knew he wasn't calm, nobody was. I wasn't going to just hide under the dinning tab

Refrained from seeing more death. Hunching over, I shut my ears with my fingers. Closed my eyes. A dull last sounded and I knew the deed was done. There was no one else left alive. And Bellamy would now be cleared of any suspicion if someone figured out they were dead.

Joshua threatened Bellamy in front of the entire Donquite family. Bellamy hated Joshua to the core! “Grandpa,” Locsin exhaled, understanding Bellamy’s anger. “This isn’t up for discussion. Joshua Decker must die! He must die!” Bellamy coughed. Alas! Locsin was disappointed, she had been testing the waters but she did not expect Bellamy Bella so badly. “Did you hear what I said?” Bellamy’s bony hands clutched onto her. Locsin was at a loss for words. “I...”

The once-powerful mogul was barely recognizable—sweating, trembling, eyes wild with terror. He wasn’t a king. He wasn’t a god. He was just a man. A coward. Camilla approached slowly, the night wind tangling her hair. Bellamy’s mouth opened and closed like a fish gasping for air. “Camilla—listen—we can make a deal—” She knelt before him, calm and unshaking. “No,” she said. And she drove the hilt of her knife into his throat. A clean, final blow. Bellamy gurgled once, then slumped, blood soaking the dirt.

Never in a million years did I think I'd end up in a dungeon being tortured by a psychotic bitch that cannot take rejection. "What was that?" Bellamy asked with hands circling her ears as if to try and make it what I was saying. She was mocking me."Please" I said gasping for hair as her grip on my hair got thighter "Oh poor little baby wants to go home, how cute. You just don't give up do you. You are like a cockroach that has been beheaded and have refused to die. Accept it Amber you will die here""I will not!" I squeaked out again holding on to the shread of hope I had. I don't care with Bellamy says I will get out of this place alive.

“And Ron, you’re back! And… okay, I don’t know who the third guy is, but he’s cute, so he can stay! Are you guys actually here to relax? Stick around, Callum should be checking in soon. We’re supposed to finish that British noir series—the one where the accountant is secretly a hitman!” Zli and I exchange a look that feels like a death sentence. Even Julian has fallen silent, scratching the back of his neck and staring at a spot on the rug. Phoebe realizes the silence is wrong. She pads into the living room, her plate of cheese and grapes suddenly looking ridiculous. Her smile falters, turning into a confused frown. “Okay… you’re freaking me out. Why are you all standing there like someone d

I mumbled. “You won’t believe what I just heard,” she said. I sat up slightly. “What?” “Bellamy left.” I paused. “…Left where?” “The country,” Percy said dramatically. “She packed up and went back wherever she came from.” I blinked. “Just like that?” “Just like that,” she confirmed. “Poof. Gone.” A strange silence settled over me. Not relief. Not joy. Just… awareness. Like something had shifted again without warning. “And Davin?” I asked.

“ Please... Please.. I beg you.... Please. “ Arya cried but Bellamy paid no attention to her. " Your judgement is death by fire. The same death you wished to give a person is given to you.“ Bellamy said and her eyes glowed red in anger. She shot fire balls from her hand and Arya screamed when it hit her. “ Please, stop. Stop! Please! " She screamed in agony. “ You're a criminal. " She said weakly as she fell. The fog fell slowly and by the time it disappeared, Arya disappeared with it. “ Bellamy. " Archer shouted as he ran towards her.

he spoke in an eerie whisper as if coming up with a plan. "I--," as I tried to open my mouth, he shook my body, and I fell silent. "So there you go, I'm giving you an ultimatum. You should know that you will lose me too until you do what I tell you to do," Bellamy muttered and shook my body. He seemed to have taken it all wrong. But before I could tell him I didn't go there for Emre and only for the truth, he had already acted upon his plan. "I, Bellamy Holmes, reject Princess Genevieve Swan as my mate."