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Only a priest's prayers could ensure that Daeleen received my eyes. Onlookers expressed envy, and some were even moved to tears by Samuel's devotion to Daeleen. What they did not know was that the romantic Capo they were admiring had plucked out his own wife's eyes, and that the owner of the eyeballs on display were now lying on a bed, staring into nothing but darkness. There was no painkiller being administered. All the moans from the pain left me panting for air, with only the ventilator to keep me from suffocating.

"I got another amulet for you." "This one wasn't bought," he added quickly, his eyes widening with a sort of helpless pride. "I crawled up the holy temple steps, inch by inch, to get this." My eyes flicked to the bruise on his forehead, a raw purple bruise that spoke of his struggle. I took the amulet.

Bryan Conner spotted someone watching him, it was quite a distance, but his wolf could sense danger from a mile away. This was of the unique traits, he was blessed with, by the moon goddess, another one was his insane vision, and with it, he was able to pinpoint the position the assassin was in. But all of a sudden, a bullet whistled past his ear, barely missing his head. Bryan's heart skipped a beat as he turned to see where or who the bullet had hit. He let out a sigh of relief when he saw that, it struck the pavement and not one of his pack members.

Brooklyn shook her head. “Sit properly. There’s nothing to be nervous about. I’ll show you how to take them. Here, this is Brycen. He has brown as the dominant color of his hazel eyes. He also has a birthmark on his right temple, see this?” said Brooklyn, showing Nikolas the mark. Brooklyn handed Brycen in Nikolas’s arms and guided him on how to cradle and support his neck tenderly. “Wow, he’s not as delicate as I had thought. I love the feeling of him in my arms. Don’t you think he’s too tiny?” asked Nikolas with a grin, rocking him gently.

“You either find a place to hide or drive this into anyone that dares to touch you." Soren stares from the blade to Theon's face. The alpha's eyes are so intense that he feels like melting in a puddle. He wonders if there's a story behind those eyes. Meekly, Soren nods and grabs the little blade and wire off the table and walks over to the dressing screen to put them down. Once he's gone, Theon's eyes finally drift to the sketch, and a tiny smirk twitches at the side of his lips, and he takes another drag of his cigarette, then Soren's voice suddenly comes from behind the screen.

Now if I weren't myself, I would just tap on somebodys shoulder and ask them what was going on but no, Can't trust this mouth around my peers. Since there is absolutely nothing I can do about the current situation of the students of South Philly high, I just sit alone in my corner by the window, which automatically became my spot since nobody else sits there. Plus did I mention that it has a perfect view of Kevin. it also has a great view of the parking lot and the garden if you have great eye sight which obviously I don't. Anyways, I am currently looking at the parking lot just lost in space when I see a motor cycle pass by. It is a black motor cycle, Kind of like the ones they use in the m

THE LYCAN CITY. UNKNOWN FUGITIVE DERON Certain memories flood back into my mind as I stared into Sylrias’ brown eyes. Her body was just highlighted by the moon perfectly but what concerned me most was the imposing staff she held tightly in her left hand. She did not wear any smile, just a nasty look and I could easily spot her ankh so black it would make a shadow seem bright. Why would she bring an ankh and a staff? This was a friendly meet but the glare on her face made me think otherwise.

The pain was different, it hurts so deep. It was at that point I felt happy that I disobeyed my father. I raised my sword up and headed to cut off the heads of the enemies, I wanted all of them to the ground, dead. The Lunar Dominion Pack has been at War with the Crimson fang Empire and it has been a blood bath ever since the war started. It was gossipped that the curse of death was upon our pack and we will keep fighting until we are all dead. " Are you okay, Princess?" My father's soldier rushed to me.