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Aja, Queen of the Dark Witches, replied, “We understand why you didn’t. We forgive you. I’m just glad we are getting rid of them now.” It was that moment when Bridget’s Adele phone dinged again. Bridget held up the phone, “This is the phone Dune has been communicating with Adele on.” She unlocked the screen, opened the text, and gasped, “It’s another photo.” She handed the phone to my dad and he growled, “This boy needs to die.” He handed the phone to King Izzoth. He opened the text to find a message carved into the back of a young girl, around age ten, “Do NOT toy with me.” King Izzoth growled as he handed the phone to Queen Eden. She looked at it, gasped and covered her mouth with her hand

"Just out of curiosity, exactly what books were you reading?" "Well," Dorin answered with a frown, "My favorite book is Al Khami's 'Black Earth' --" Dorin was distracted by Sebastian spitting the food in his mouth and choking on it. A jumble of words rush across his slate, but just as suddenly disappeared – it mostly concerned 8 digit numbers. "Are you okay?" Mar asked her friend with concern, patting him on the back. Johan simply looked at them, annoyed. Professor Durant started to laugh.

Matt's sad voice sent a cold sting out of the blue. Ella heard him apologize, she felt a pang of guilt. He was innocent, she should be thanking him. She slowly opened her eyes, but it seemed like she was going to faint again. This man was looking at her with a pair of sad, beautiful eyes. The man looked so beautiful. Ella felt that "handsome" wasn't enough to describe him, so she said "beautiful." His sad eyes were so lovely. His nose and lips were perfect. His gentle face was framed by long eyelashes and perfectly shaped eyebrows.

Messiah pointed a finger at Marct. "I didn't know any of you were alive," Boraxip argued. "I didn't even get a chance to bury my son and my wife, because Jordan dragged my ass to the coast," "I can go get His Highness," Dimitri spoke up over the phone. "No," both the brothers said, eyeing each other. "We'll get him ourselves," Messiah said quietly. "Please tell me you have an army. Or even allies," "How do you get an army in foreign territory?" Boraxip asked. "No one here knew who I was. You think people would fight for a random person?"

"I have seen it myself Darius. In my dreams I saw the beast, i-it had razor sharp canines, surrounded by an ocean of dead bodies. War, blood, battle cries rang through the air and I was the only one left to face it. You have to believe me!" "Enough!" Darius yells, making Audrey jump back. She stared at him wide eyed, her hand on her chest as her heart raced. Darius had never yelled at her before. It brought tears to her eyes, tears of frustration, confusion and hurt. The lump in her throat grew, she tried to swallow it but it was of no use. She cast her gaze low, not willing the tears to fall but they slipped down, wetting her cheeks. She didn't understand why Darius was not listening to her

Creatures with man figures and the heads of goats all bowed to thee on the throne, all chanting. "Asmodeus, King Of Hell, our salvation, thou is in thee!" Perhaps, not only did Maria summon the flames of hell, she unknowingly did worst, she broke the veil between earth and hell! A smirk appeared on his face and instantly, the lights faded. Song Of Choice : Game Of Survival By Ruelle Word Count : 2.0k Word Count : 2.0k Author's note, Chaos And Apocalypse playlist and other necessary infornations (like Renew Date For Born By Power : Book 2) are written in the next chapter.

Ava asked. The messenger’s cloak shifted, revealing a flicker of light—blinding, divine, dangerous. “Then the war begins… with you as its spark.” The messenger’s voice hung heavy in the air: “Then the war begins… with you as its spark.” A cold silence followed—until Darius stepped forward, eyes flashing with an emotion Ava hadn’t seen in him before. “She’s not a spark. She’s the storm the gods couldn’t chain.” The messenger turned his head slowly toward Darius. “You dare speak against the will of the divine?”

What if it was true and not just some wild thought “Then I’ll pick you up jeez, you won’t even waste your car’s fuel” Rumors have it that if your blood is mutated, you get killed at night and your body is never found. I jumped up in fright after reading that, what if I’m mutated and I get killed “I’m having none of this” I whispered “Dude really?” I heard Sebastian grumble. I then remembered that I was speaking to someone on the phone “Uhm, you were saying?” I asked in an apologetic tone

he said in amazement “Yes. And I apologized for your death.” Navi looked straight in the man’s eyes and calmly asked, “If I’m dead, then who are you?” “Don’t tell me…” he paused “You’re an alien, aren’t you?’ his eyes widened as he continued. The Old man grinned, trying to suppress his laughter. “I guess I’m the one who you could call God in your world” “God?” he replied back “Yes.” He answered “I control things and do the best for each one of the creation. I create storms, global

“Stop! Don’t hit me. Mrs. Foster, I’m not the mistress… Miss Foster, you’ve been deceived. I’m the real one who saved you–” A baton slammed hard into my back, and a metallic taste of blood flooded my mouth. “Still lying, huh? Hit her again. Don’t stop until she can’t get up.” At Mrs. Foster’s vicious order, the beating intensified again. My vision blurred, and the pool of blood beneath me grew larger. Was I going to die here again today? I clenched my lips and quickly took the chance to send Elijah a distress message through my smartwatch. Just as I was about to lose consciousness, Elijah arrived with the police.