Duality By Set It Off Novels & Stories

“And how do I do that?” “You have to fully embrace both parts of your being,” she says, “both the lock and the key. Only when you understand this duality, can you control Pyrra’s influence. She’s an old spirit, manipulative and incredibly cunning. You must be emotionally and mentally fortified to counter her influence. When you accept both parts of your soul—the lock and the key—only then can you understand how to contain Pyrra’s impulses.” “Embrace duality?” I say, shaking my head. “Is that your sage advice? And how does one simply accept being both a solution and a problem?!”

Devon's office smells like cherry blossoms. He even had a cherry blossom bonsai in the left side of his table where he displays his pen as he sat and his chin resting on his fist. Yomiel and Reagan sat on the sofa in front of Devon's table. "The folder on the table in front of you contains your new assignment which is investigating a multiple murder case in a night on a bar." Devon told them as he observed their reaction.

The corridor remained silent. “The bond still holds,” the short shifty one said. “Ansel was right.” “Where’s Lucien,” I asked, wary of these men. Selwyn approached my cot with a determined look in his eyes. “Then we will perform the reverse of the mating call,” he began, completely ignoring my question. Then continued, “Ancient magick designed to bring two wolves together, as if fated, can also tear them apart. We must do this now.” “I’ll go get the Alpha,” Hale interrupted, almost too eagerly.

How did Dual know Moon, when Moon had been in the REJECT room…? Or was Dual simply spinning the vampire equivalent of a chat up line? I clasped Moon’s hand firmly in mine, before turning it up so that the palm showed; I hadn’t expected Dual’s scowl when he saw the brand. “He’s Claimed already. He prefers strokes to sonnets, so screw off.” “What would you know about what a pri—”

Our setter and I had to come up with a plan to break their versatile defense and now is the time to do it. "Now!" I prompted her to immediately start our plan. She jumped early before the ball was in a perfect angle to be set with but that's not a problem, since we had the plan. Our opponent may be confused on how she jumped early but they will be more shocked about what will be our next move.

"What do you mean?" "She's been lacing your food with spermicide. It's enough to make you sterile forever." He leaned closer and whispered into my ear, "She had it all planned out. Once you become sterile, she'll have enough reason to divorce you and take your money. Then, she'll marry me." So that was it. That was why we could never have our own children! Fury pulsed through my veins, filling my body with enough strength to stand back up. I slammed my palm right into Christopher's cheek. "You bastards!"

Athier took the initiative to grab my hand and push the ring to my engagement finger. My eyes met Athier’s and became fixed on them. It should’ve been Ethan in his place. I glanced down at the ring but the chance to admire it for some time left as the lights suddenly went off. My surroundings were pitch black. The dark. I hated the uncertainty in the dark, the figures that would come out in silhouette form but vanished when light was shone on it. Something seemingly beautiful in the lights would appear formless and take shape of the things you feared the most in the dark, so, I wasn't the biggest fan of the dark

"Tell me, what… what happened?" I told him about the Dual Marriage System. Although he was shocked, he believed me. He buried his face in his hands and cried. I couldn't stop myself, either. All I could say was sorry. It was unfair for Verde. The breakup came out of nowhere, and it almost killed him.

"What?" The word escaped from Catherine's lips. She couldn't believe her ears as Travis sank on the bed."Don't worry, you are safe like I said. If you had read properly, I mean the contract. You would see that there's no sexual duty for you to obey." Catherine took a deep breath as she heard that, she had already started being afraid for her life partially. It would be a win win if she gets in her safe arms. "hmm" She didn't know what to say so she lay down on the bed. Travis spoke up immediately, "Don't worry about your sister, I can book the flight for her to come over. We won't stay here for long"

CHAPTER SEVENTEEN “They behave in accordance with what the contrast principle would suggest; sell the suit first, because when it comes time to look at sweaters, even expensive ones, their prices will not seem as high in comparison” ROBERT B. CIALDINI THE DUKE It was like I was watching a tug of war. There was something wrong with the way Henry and Guinevere were smiling like they knew each other but I could feel the silent tension between them. The way Guinevere had her body in a rigid position and the way Henry was trying so hard to not glare at her.