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And the next a body dropped on the road. Senseless. Once she saved his life but he took hers. Her one act of kindness cost her to the deathbed. ***

"I survived, along with the others, and we…had been anticipating your arrival because we had hope, King. Hope that you'll be back to us." The corner of my lips twitched. "And?" "And you did. You showed up in public, the loudest cry for unity that we'd ever seen, but the mundanes didn't understand. We did. We know that you came out of the shadows to find us, and for a second there, I had hope, faith that our time had come, only to be met with…disappointment." My eyebrows furrowed, "What are you talking about? What disappointment." "The traitor," he paused. "You housed the traitor. You cared for her despite everything she put us through. How do you dare to consider yourself Alpha if you do som

“Don’t be so sad Cierra, as long as I avenge my parents everything will be okay, just help me.” “My love, it’s risky,” she hiccups, wiping her cheeks. “As long as it gives me more time.” ••• Risky was an understatement for what this was because when Cierra handed me the pack of magic pills to give me more time the weight of it made me fall to the ground. “Oh dear, this is why I didn’t want you to do this,” she sighs. I ignore her and swallow two pills, the last thing I remember hearing is Cierra’s calming voice before I fall to the ground.

It didn’t matter in the face of death. My head jerked to the right, founding the blade glistening. Looking at him, my hand reached for the blade. One second, two seconds, three seconds… “When you wake up in the other world, you’ll be thanking me, Winter.” And I struck the blade to his face, eliciting a roar from him. Bang~ The door to my doom opened, and so many people dragged me like I was nothing. Their eyes scrutinized me as if I was a skilled killer. A scream echoed throughout the path. Gone was the respect in their eyes. What I am now is just a fallen Luna.

I tell her, being careful not to let Ari fall. “When the rumor started, I was fucking livid because I had thought you had played me for a fool, here I was planning to make you mine when all you ever wanted was to climb the social ladder. I had been so fucking mad that the girl I had glimpsed had turned out to be vain. Even when I bullied, I still craved you and I hated myself more”

purred "what would be better than human flesh and some of what remained of an alpha?" The mockery on his voice was so obvious that it hurt Alice’s bones. "You know..." he stared at fallen Kalias, bleeding "I really expected you to do something to return to your place, but... this? Was that the best you could do? A human?" Einer laughed "you fell, Kalias, became exactly what Damian said you were, weak. A bad leader doomed to failure". "Shouldn’t we kill them both? Finish the job?" one of Einer’s men asked.

“I’m just thankful that we are still your mates, I was worried that things would end up being different with you not being a fallen.” I shook my head in shock. “What’s a fallen?” “They were angels in past lives and they’re used as tools to combat demons. They’re extremely rare because they’re normally killed off but you had survived. Baby, what I’m telling you is the truth.” He said. “This is a bit much for me to digest honestly, I barely know any of you.” I told him. A fallen? What’s he going on about things being different? I’m so confused. “I made you fall in love with me once, I’ll do it again.” He approached me and I felt tingles, proving that we were mates. He rested his forehead on to

Eren tried to get up while holding his stomach. "Jacob, you don't have to do this..." Eren said slowly. "In fact I have to do it. I want to save the world..." Jacob said while looking coldly at Eren. Jacob left Eren and turned around to go back up the stairs. Eren couldn't hold it anymore. Until suddenly... "Dor!" someone shot Jacob. Jacob immediately fell to the ground. "Jacob!" Zoya shouted. Everyone was shocked and confused about what was really going on. Who shot Jacob?

“I’m not a hero.” “I’m the villain remember,” he reminded me with a grin. “All good villains know how to identify heroes.” He turned his attention to the vine, and the plant pulled back, the vines withering, the flowers and leaves falling, until there was nothing but the faintest shadow on the stone to indicate that it had ever existed at all.

She saw the reasons behind her father's choices, the hidden motives that had shaped his actions, and the devastating consequences that followed. Nestor hadn’t been the hero she had imagined, nor the loving father she had longed for. His death, too, was shrouded in betrayal, lies, and unhealed wounds. The anger that began to rise in her chest was overwhelming, consuming everything else. She had wanted a father to admire, someone to look up to, but now, she was faced with the harsh reality: her father’s legacy was one of manipulation and tragedy. The bitterness of the truth washed over her, leaving her feeling lost, betrayed, and ultimately more alone than ever before.