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No one sees him move, but with a flick of his wrist, the representative of the Blackthorn family is thrown several meters into the air, slamming into the wall, and the scythe embeds itself in the wall, just above him as though to say, you could have lost your neck just now. I gulp, goosebumps rising on my skin. Why is he standing up for me? More importantly, what could he want from me? "Does anyone else have an objection?" He asks casually. Alpha Xander steps back, his eyes wary. "What the hell are you?" The stranger grins, the angle of the sunset lighting a part of his face, making his grin look sinister. "I go by many names. But you can call me Ragnar Thorne." Alpha Xander stiffens, his fa

I don’t know how he isn’t taken – lord knows there’s a line a mile long of girls waiting for their chance. I guess that would make Rob the funny friend. He’s lanky and awkward, with a mop of curls that look like permanent bedhead. His eyes bulge out of his head, overshadowed by a somewhat bumpy nose – part due to his Jewish side and partly due to him breaking it as a kid. He’s definitely not a ladies’ man, but he’s got a lot of platonic girl friends. Rob’s a little slow on the uptake, but he’s always there to back you up even if he doesn’t understand what’s going – much like right now. Instead of pestering us with questions, he shrugs and dumps the snacks on Kieran’s bed, then starts retelli

I told him honestly. "Then you had better be prepared to fight when the rogues attack because you will definitely be putting your life on the line to protect the four of them," Luca replied. "Like I said, I will happily do that. Blake is my best friend and Ellie, for all her sarcasm and serious tendencies to be annoying, is truly amazing and I think she is wonderful. She makes Blake happy and that, in turn, makes me happy," I said as we walked out of the dungeons and into the open. Damn did it feel good to be out of there and actually doing something to rectify the problems I had caused, the problems which could ultimately endanger the lives of the people I care most about right now.

Dru explains. Hmm, maybe this weird situation can be rearranged. I ask Dru if he can find her photography portfolio. Maybe we can make her the band’s photographer. She could also help out with all the band’s art and graphic designs that we will need to be done. I tell Gabby and Jaidyn my idea and Gabby thinks it’s infinitely better than Jaidyn’s idea. Dru comes to me in the early evening to let me know what he found out. He wasn’t able to get her portfolio but he did get quite a few examples of her photography. Damn, she is good. I am starting to think that I can save this ridiculous plan that Jaidyn came up with. What is a girl like her doing working in a cafe? She is ridiculously

My name's Elizabeth Morgan, I'm 17 and a senior at Hillside High. If you didn't catch on, I live in this town called Hillside. We have lots of hills, and it's the most boring place I've ever lived. I don't recommend it to anyone. Anyways, back to the important stuff and the real reason why you're reading this. At my school, there's this one boy who is commonly known as the fuckboy. He's slept with every girl in our grade besides four of us. Those lucky four being myself, my best friend Ellie, and two other girls you'll probably hear about later.

Dear Readers, I wanted to notify you that my pen name has been changed to Briar Rose. I also wanted to apologise to each and every one of you for the lack of updates on my end. I should have apologised to you earlier but I didn't and should have at least left an explanation, but now I am back and I am so sorry for the delay. I will be writing more often and can expect to finish this book soon and hopefully move on to better projects. I would be so honoured to interact with all of you on there! 🖤✨ Love, Briar Rose

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the other guy asked, eliciting a laughter from the leader . Silas grunted and his claws popped out of his fingers, the sharpness of the Alpha's claws glinting in the sunlight that streamed into the forest through the spaces in the tree leaves. “You don't need to come into my territory to make me kill you, your existence alone is a nuisance” Silas said and charged at them. A few minutes later, the dismembered body of the three rogues lay on the floor in an entangled bloody heap, blood dripping out of Silas claws as he wiped them carefully with the white handkerchief he was holding, his previous pristine white shirt stained with blood.