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The noticeable gesture confusing Charlotte the more. "I should take your leave now then" doctor Amaechi gestured professionally. "Oh sure do, Charlotte I think you should follow suit, your assistance is no longer needed here, adios!" She commanded walking past her giving no room for further contention. Sabina smiled victoriously at how low Charlotte was being treated by the woman she so much looked up to.

He told him. Conrad hummed. "Finn, Park, Max, Harry, you guys go home and take a rest. It's late and tomorrow you have to attend activities too". He turned to Finn but before he could answer... "They....They are free tomorrow. No Sotus. They have to resume on Monday". Jasper said again, gulping a lump in his throat. He was scared of the Alpha . Conrad turned to him with some judging gaze before he sighed. He was calm now.

she said as she handed over another doughnut box "You already gave me a doughnut box" "Yeah I know but I have to repay you for all the doughnuts delivery you did for me" "Take it while I will go share the rest with the others" "Hadi, is your mom always like this?” "She didn’t give me any doughnuts" Hadi frowned "Aya why didn’t you give her doughnuts" "She didn’t give me either," Ata said "Aww you’re so cute, don’t worry I will share mine with you," I said as I knelt next to them

Black steel, Alive, Waiting. She stepped forward and took it, Pain lanced through her fingers as it fused to her palm, Every choice she’d ever made bled into the metal. It knew her. And it knew what it had to do, Not to kill the First Quill, But to outwrite it, The moment she gripped the blade, her name returned in full: Liora Liolai Nightwind.Daughter of mercy, Descendant of fire, Refuser of crowns, Wearer of them anyway.

The Veil’s voice roars—Convergence, the heart endures—and the blade’s runes blaze, its song a call to war. The vision fades, and I roar, slashing the Voidborn’s blade, lunar light burning, Aelys’s aura merging with mine. Cassia’s fire erupts, Renn’s relics flare, Maddox’s shadows bind, Sylvara’s vines lash, and Lysara, Zorath, and Valthor strike, their starlight blades glowing. Seris hesitates, then joins, her Lightweavers’ blades flashing, a fragile alliance.

“Sure. Let’s do that… in our next lifetime.” “What?” Blade casually glanced at me and grinned. He pointed his index finger at me. “In this lifetime, I am already owned by that woman over there. And she doesn’t share.” I waved at the girls. They pouted. They stepped back although they didn’t leave right away. They stayed in one corner and openly took pictures of him. And Blade was too busy holding the ice cream to care, unaware of how many hearts he had stolen with just a sight of him like this. There were so many temptations around him but the entire day until this very minute, he didn’t even throw a single glance to any of them.

' -Franziene/Yuna ~Stargem: Rewrite~

Even if Tobiro wasn’t able to win, he would still die with Harvey—for sure! Alani bit her lip, thinking that things wouldn’t end up as simple as she thought. Shinsuke squinted at Harvey; he needed to figure out Harvey’s movements, no matter what. After all, he believed that he was the strongest fighter out of everyone here. Under Alani and the others’ excited looks, Tobiro finally appeared in front of Harvey. “Let me explain, Harvey! “My blade is named the Blizzard Hell! When I became famous, the princess of the royal family gave this to me! Anyone should be honored to die by the blade, let alone you!”

“Wait… I heard Wanda is having an affair with someone? And my father didn’t know about this?” Jade nodded his head once again. “Yes, she is…” “Do you know his name?” “Yes, young master. His name is Robert Ferra…” “The current CEO of Fashion Blast…” ……………………………………………………………….. Note: Dear reader, please tap & put this book into your collection. If you giving me a good review on my book, I'll be highly appreciated it. Thank you so much!

Blade came out with his usual all black clothing—a big black sweatshirt, a black baggy jean, black glasses, black face cap, black sneakers— and a revolver carefully tucked by his side. To my shock, the passenger door opened and a girl came out. She was obviously young, probably fourteen or fifteen with red hair and a round hazel eyes which peered at me through the glass of the coffee shop. I couldn’t help but wonder who she was and why Blade had decided to bring her along. They both shared words before walking towards the coffee shop. “Emily!” Blade called as he walked inside with his companion right behind him. “I’m right here,” I said waving my hands in the air to draw his attention.