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“You knew they’d take Eugene away, yet you let Olga give him to them anyway.” Experiencing the same attraction for him as he was for her, Ari wasn’t sure if her body trembled from her anger over his verbal attack or from fighting the desire to get lost in his strong arms. Even so, with the exception of the fire in her green eyes, he’d never have guessed how she was feeling since her face stayed stoic and unaffected. “You knew that children don’t live here. It’s never been a secret. Why would you think Eugene would be an exception?” Taken aback by her comeback, Felix stayed silent. She was right. What made him think that Eugene would warrant special treatment over all of the other babies

Perhaps your rogue is still out there somewhere, waiting to be discovered. END OF BOOK EIGHT

Suddenly Igneous is picking her up and leaving the room. My feet hesitate to follow because I don't want to leave Em. Grabbing her hand I leave the room as I pull her behind me. Standing in the doorway we watch as Magma smashes the window and then pushes Igneous. She yells something at him about the eggs and then jumps through it. "What the fuck is going on?" I yell looking around in confusion as Igneous prepares to leave after her. He turns toward the door where we stand and tries to push through.

HUNTER Our trip to New York was less tiring than I thought, I can even say that it was a riveting trip, Maggie sleeps cuddle up in my arms while I read ‘Archer’s Voice’ by Mia Sheridan, with the cover covered in black , of course! After all, I’m tired of my friends making fun of me because I’m a MMA fighter who likes to read novels. We get to Park Central Hotel and Gary check us in, I’m so happy for Maggie being here with me I’m barely able to hide my happiness. Gary looks at us hugging in the elevator and throws a bucket of cold water on me by saying:

my father questioned. “Because we need to save my mother first. Our enemy is a bigger deal than we could’ve ever imagined,” she replied. King Aragon turned to King Brennus, shooting him a look. “Carlton is Eligor.” “As in the dark wizard from Advalur?” my grandfather asked. “The very one,” King Brennus confirmed. “How is that possible?” my father asked.

I can also clearly see the concern of the general and Stefano now. "I am not sure about it, but the fairies once said that once the dark lord reappears, it will be the end of everything. Wysteria was intentionally sealed for the purpose of sealing the old dark magic that reigned the earth million years ago. Wysteria is not a paradise," Elijah explained which caused me to panic. "It's a cemetery." I was filled with fear. The paradise I thought was a grave. Grave of a terrifying creature that was feared to return, which now seems to have returned.

(R18 - Not for readers below 18 as this chapter includes mature and sexual content. Reader discretion is advised.) Ever’s POV “Hagan, stop… someone could catch us out here,” I protested, trying to pull him back from territory I knew neither of us would easily return from. He slid his large hands down my thighs and unstrapped the chemise at my waist. “Uhh-Hagan,” I shuddered as the warmth of his lips trailed across my neck, setting me on fire.

Xavier thought for a while. "Unfortunately, after The War, a lot of books and manuscripts were burnt. But I will see if there are any books in our mansion," he offered. Erica quizzed, "You keep saying, The War. What is this?" Xavier shook his head and sighed, "The Rosamond and Merek you are speaking of, were not only known for their bravery and their strong reign but also because it was at this time when a massive war had broken out. The book I have is a rewritten, albeit an old version, journaling a supposedly detailed account of this war. But I think the part which involved mages were omitted tactfully, giving us a much cleaner and less brutal and complicated picture of what happened. Due

Thirty-Seven: Back Home EIRA His strange-colored eyes pierce me, like he’s looking into my soul, seeking out the secrets I try to hide. Slowly, I shake my head. “I’m not running off.” “But you are,” he tsks, but there’s no humour in it. “The child of prophecy must die, you know that right?” He says it like he knows something. I swallow thickly. “What does that have to do with me?” My words come out confident, despite the absolute terror I feel.

Those were the recollections that would change his life forever. In his mind, fragment memories went vivid. Those times when Erganiv was not yet built. A time when it was just a part of the vast continent of Alegerio. Eleand recognized King Airoh and the book he held was none other than the King’s Grimoire…