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VIVIANA This was too much. First, Alaric appeared out of nowhere. Moon, to be precise. Second, Miracle became a stubborn wolf. Again. She didn’t even flinch. I tried hard. I tried so hard to drag her away, but she locked me inside her mind. I couldn’t even reach her. Third, she snuggled with Moon and burnt his fur. Fourth, Moon showered her with love. And fifth and the drastic one, Miracle suddenly let go of the control and I shifted. Shit.

My blue boyfriend Jean, black body hug turtleneck, and black sneakers would serve me just fine. I barely looked at the mirror, as I just passed it a d headed for the door. "You don't look bad" Peggy beamed. "Let's get going then." I nodded, and left the house. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ "My point exactly isn't that Dante didn't deserve happiness or redemption..." The lady argued. "You're calling him Dante again!" I giggled "Oh?! Sorry about that. My point exactly is that Julia deserved better than Gabriel."

Sean sighed. "Why?" Ruby asked again. "He's human. Why are my mate a human?" Sean sat on the bed. "Don't you like her?" Ruby's question distracted Sean from Ana's face. "I like her, I just didn't expect it." "Even though she's human, she's still your mate and that's your destiny." Ana patted her brother's shoulder. "I'll go first, I have some business to attend to." Ruby excused herself. After his sister's departure, Sean caressed the bruises on Ana's face. "It must have hurt a lot. I promise I won't let you get hurt again." Sean fixed Ana's blanket then left the room to see if the captured Rouge were well taken care of by Jason.

Fortunately, the first weeks were characterized by the start of school and thus, messy weeks. Picking up books, buying school supply’s at the last minute, meet the teachers and classmates and learn the class schedules. The blood moon ceremony still fell in a fairly quiet period. Maddie was happy, because she found it difficult, with so much energy and knowledge, to walk around the school of her ordinary life. With the tree magic, insight her, she felt, compared to her classmates, like an old fossil. She and Raven were together as much as they could. They enjoyed each other, slept together every night, and faithfully took the anti-love elixir, which no longer was affected by Maddie her magic

“Papa’s knife got stuck in me. I pulled it out before he could. I don’t know how I ended up stabbin’ him with it. I just was so scared. I wanted him to stop, and I was screamin’, and then it was just . . . goin’ in him over and over. And then he stopped movin’. He just lay there, glass eyes starin’ up, bleeding onto the floor. I wanted to hate him for attackin’ me, but I couldn’t, ’cus I knew that it was my fault. I knew that I’d killed ’im. I healed so fast. And the healin’ felt good. But I felt so hungry after. “That was when the woman who turned me came back. She introduced herself as Lady Maple, and said that she worked for the Boudoir. She said I had to come back with her, because I cou

With a whimper, I close my eyes and wait for my inevitable doom. Before I can do any quick prayers and apologies to Casimir and Sanders, a louder and more powerful roar splits the air. My eyes pop open just in time to see Casimir speeding his way towards me. Casimir... He crashes into the rogue with a fury I've only seen glimpses of, slamming the Lycan into a tree with a force that splinters bark. They fight–brutal, fast, and animalistic. I try to sit up, but the pain on my side sends me flat on the ground again, my vision tilting and spots are starting to form.

The light pulsed in little golden sparks, creating a dreamlike scene in the living room. When Mrs. Young walked in with Mia, Mia froze in place and gasped, pressing both hands over her mouth. “Mommy, those are fireflies. Are they for me?” Miranda nodded. “Yes. They are a gift from Uncle Mike.” Mia pressed her face close to the glass, eyes sparkling. “Wow. They’re so beautiful.” As dusk fell and the living room lights stayed off, the tiny glowing bodies shimmered in the dark like suspended stars. Miranda went upstairs for a shower. When she came back down, she found Mia holding Mrs. Young’s phone, video-calling Felix.

Paris . “He's beautiful Paris,” my mother says, taking the baby from my arms so that I can check on Stefania before they take her to the sacred room where she will lie until tomorrow night when she will rise as a Lycan, with the moon up in the sky. I lean in and place a gentle kiss on her forehead before whispering in her ear that she must come back to us. “I will take care of our son until then,” I add before straightening up and walking back to my mother, but a loud gasp makes me come to an abrupt stop. I turn around to see Stefania sitting up, panting.

Instead it wasn’t her grunting. Micah stood in front of her, a blackened scorch across his side where the magic had struck. Though it didn’t seem to faze him as his eyes locked on Lillian with growing horror. “That’s not just Lillian,” he stammered. “That’s Melania.” Across the battlefield, Lillian twitched violently, her movements no longer smooth, her magic flaring uncontrollably. Her eyes flickered–burning red, then back to blue, then to an eerie, soulless black.

Time slowed. Mireille staggered back, her body twisting in a grotesque dance before she hit the wall and slid to the floor. Her knife clattered across the tile, spinning to a stop at Luca’s feet. Silence. A deep, suffocating silence. Then— “Sabrina?!” Michal’s voice cracked through the air like lightning. He spun around, eyes wide, frantic. He looked at me like he couldn’t comprehend what he was seeing. Like I wasn’t just his pregnant girlfriend anymore. I was something else now. Something changed. His gaze darted to Mireille’s crumpled form, then back to me.