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Her green hair served as a covering for her nakedness, covering up her breasts and feminine folds. “Shut up!” Doom snapped, and he too came out of the dark. He was a giant man, with shiny golden skin and broad shoulders and chest—much bigger than Mischief. He was three times her size, and he didn’t know how the books said they were together, but he wasn’t here to figure that out. He was here to make a request. “I am a pusher of boundaries, and so I would say, six months.” “What’s six months?” Doom asked, looking a little clueless about it all.

As the medical team rushed in to stabilize him, I stood coldly aside, expressionless, like a detached observer. … A few days later, at Gunner Corp's press conference, I stood under the glaring lights in a sharply tailored black suit. My face showed fatigue, but my gaze was unwavering. Facing the cameras and murmuring media, I bowed deeply. "Thank you, everyone, for your concern regarding myself and my husband, Mr. Wilson Gunner." My voice carried a faint rasp of exhaustion. "It is with a heavy heart that I must inform you that my husband had a rare case of Fournier gangrene. Although his life was saved through intensive care, he suffered extremely severe complications, resulting in… massive,

The man got out, spreading all types of curses on Zhang You in his mind. "Why can't that bitch die?" she yelled "I will call her here so that we discuss about the platform tonight!" "I will kill you in my own house and no one will know about it." she laughed horribly and smiled. "Your days are counted, Lin Zoe!"

She realized the other guard was now back so she began to scream. "Let me go, I can walk for goodness sake!" She tried to wriggle out of her grip but she was somehow sending shocks to her injured hand so stopped struggling. Eventually, she was dropped at a dark dungeon where cried her eyes out. So fucking ungrateful and foolish! What looked like hours later, Seth appeared to light the lamp in her dungeon. Without saying a word he sneak an apple out of his pocket for her while Jasmine looked at him numbly. He had a kind of sad expression on his face as he slowly walked out without a word.

Our obsession shows our ETERNAL LOVE We are each other's ETERNAL OBSESSION. THE END

Author’s note: Ruined(Eternal Monarch) contains details of the following subjects: Abuse, loss, trauma, suicide. Recovery from trauma and emotional relapse. If you are easily triggered by any of the following mentioned subjects. Do not read ahead for your mental health. Throughout the novel, there are a lot of strong languages. If you are not comfortable with all the foregoing, please do not enter. This is not a novel for the faint of heart. There are numerous triggers in the book.

He is so happy because he will finally be able to escape this chaotic world and they will be able to fulfill the simple dream of Akira and his as a normal couple. When he arrived at the condo, he immediately took a shower first to be able to clean and to make sure if he hadn't been scratched before. As the water flows through his body you can see the blood of his victims clinging to him gradually flowing into the sink. Azrael’s body is full of scars from his wounds from his previous missions and on his back is a large tattoo— “Deus Mortis” which in Latin means “God of death” is what the organization called him because of the number of impossible missions he has accomplished.

I asked, my voice merely a whisper, "do vampires mate for eternity?" Lance took my face gently within his hands and looked directly into my eyes. "Yes, we mate not only for life, but for eternity." "Do you have a mate?" I asked, afraid of the answer. Lance smiled, amused by my interest. "If I would have, you would not be here." "Oh?" He took a deep breath, closing his eyes. "You would be dead," he said. He looked away, thinking, and then back into my eyes. "Do you remember when we met?"

he said as he stared at the burning building with the kidnappers inside screaming in pain. “Grim reaper?” confusion was on my face. He shook his head, “Non, I am Doom and I bring death to people.” “What do you mean?” I asked with confusion. He replied with a cold voice, “It doesn’t matter. You will forget about me anyway.” “I won’t… You saved me. I owe you my life,” I murmured. “You will, I will make you,” he softly mumbled as he slowly snapped his finger in front of me.

“…Um, to be honest, I only know my friends and you that are participating. So I would say, my friend Kieran. Liam acknowledged what Roy said, as he thinks of Roy as a unique person, and he has a feeling that Roy knows what he is talking about. Liam lowered his voice slightly. “People are saying she might be watching.” “She?” Roy echoed. “Solace.” Roy blinked. “Who?” Liam stared at him. “You’ve never heard of the Goddess of War?” “Sounds made up. Like a wrestler's name or a mom with a temper.” Liam grinned. “Solace. The Hundred Breath Executioner. Ended the Battle of Scarlet Valley solo. No army, no backup. Just waltzed in and ended a war.”