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she muttered. Jordan lifted his gaze then and his gaze settled on her, scanning her slowly, deliberately, and without apology. "I always pay attention to what’s mine." She opened her mouth to snap something back, but the sound of the front door interrupted her. Mr. Stone stepped into the house. He wasn’t supposed to return until Friday. Mira took a step back from the couch, while Jordan stood, stretching like he had nothing to hide. "Mira," Mr. Stone said warmly. "I hope my wife hasn’t run you off yet."

I was actually surprised as I let go of control and watched her bare her teeth at Stone. "Hello to you too, my queen." Stone curved his lips as he saw my eyes flickering. "Give him back!" Nox growled, glaring at Stone, and Stone just rose his hand lazily as surrender-- "You got the key already. He's in the dungeon, second cell on the left." "Fine. If this time we rescued Taran with this key successfully, then I WILL think about it." I fixed my eyes on Stone as he left the room with a harmless smile.

Dizon was shocked by the confidence and conviction in Eva's voice. "Finally, the truth. I always knew your timid, shy acting—" "Agnes," "Yes, Ma'am Eva?" "Get the guards, tell them to throw Mrs. Dizon out." The maid immediately out of the house to call the guards. Mrs. Dizon was furious when they grabbed and dragged her out. She's been good, patient, and has tolerated her long enough. But, all things must come to an end. "Hey, what is Jack's mother doing here?" Marcus appeared at the front door, he looked worried after seeing the hysterical woman outside. Mrs. Dizon was still outside the gate, screaming one obscenity after another.

We stood in the snow, sharing another kiss. *THE END* __Finally, I'm done with "Stone-Hearted." Thank God! Just kidding, you wouldn't end it like that, Richard, right? Sit tight and enjoy.__ *2 MONTHS LATER* Anika's P.O.V Things had been going smoothly for me. I finally saw the real Richard and moved on with my life. I didn't confront him or whatever, I just broke up with him over the phone and let him know that I had already figured out his tactics.

They were so confident that the universe would bend to their will as the stock market always had. But the Door was not a machine you could force. It had a will. It had a memory. It was an ancient, intelligent phenomenon that had waited a hundred years for the King and his General. It had accepted the raw Uwezo and the emotional Hekima it required to bridge the dimensions. It had no need for parasites. It had no tolerance for the small-minded men who built cages of glass and steel to hide from the rain. Just as the first man’s fingertips—a billionaire with manicured nails and a frantic scream on his lips—brushed the violet surface, the Door blinked.

I heard Joshua huff out, slamming the door shut. I waited for a few minutes before I finally let out the breath I was holding. Reaching down, I grabbed my phone and pulled up the video. Skipping through most of it because it had taken him a while to come back out, I finally saw the stones in the seemingly solid wall, open up. The Beta got out, and shut the door behind him. His head perked up and he sniffed around, probably smelling me before he left the camera’s view. It was enough though. There was a secret door. The question was, how to open it.

The remaining two guards were taken out in quick succession by Angelo and Jet. Finally, they reached the top floor, where Stone clenched his jaw. This was where the guest they sought was supposed to be. Whether it was Sean or not remained to be seen. From the row of doors lining the hallway, Stone didn’t need to guess which one was occupied. From his position, he could hear grunts and groans coming from behind one of the doors. Stone glanced at his cousins as he positioned himself in front of the targeted door. Once Zade nodded, Stone kicked it open and pointed his gun inside.

I asked, glancing around to be sure that I hadn't imagined the hall was filled up earlier. A loud bang shook the hall and I crouched in fear, heartbeat racing faster. "What the hell was that?!" "F-Fireworks ma'am," the thief replied, "Mr Stone is presenting a birthday gift to his mother." "What kind of gift sounds like a fucking bomb?!" I hissed, storming towards the hall exit. It didn't take long to find the crowd, or Adam Stone himself. He stood right before everyone, smiling so wide, I barely recognized him. His mother and sister had their arms wrapped around him and everyone around cheered and hollered, clapping like they had just watched a show.

It spoke directly into her mind. "You stopped him," it said. "But you don't get to keep the stone. It was never yours to take." Kael drew his blade. The metal sang against the sudden silence. "Then come take it," he growled. The Moonstone pulsed again. Brighter this time. And the doors of the temple, sealed for centuries, began to grind open from the outside.They weren't alone anymore: --------------------- The End Chapter 20 ;

There were no handles, no hinges, no seam to suggest how they might be opened. After a moment’s hesitation, I stepped forward and pressed my palm flat against the cold, unyielding stone. Closing my eyes, I reached inward for my own power and poured it outward not as a force, but as a question, a resonant plea. For a heart-stopping second, there was nothing. Then, a low groan answered, the sound of stone grinding against stone for the first time in millennia. The doors shuddered open, releasing a sigh of stale air and a cloud of dust motes that danced like constellations in the sudden slice of daylight.