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Ken exclaims at the sight of the male. Jeremy: It needs to look like the work of Guerrero and his men. (Washes his hands and face in a bowl) Male Two: What's this? (Comes close to the camera and pulls the bug camera from Jeremy's suit jacket, his face glaring in the camera lens, there's eerie silence in the background and the camera disconnects) “That’s definitely Malakai Falconer.” Mal says with a victorious grin but I shake my head, “We can't use that video, Mal.”

He knelt in front of me, ignoring the cracked floor boards and the residue of what had just tried to kill me. “who was it.” He asked softy. My throat tightened as flashes of it crossed my mind. “it looked like Astrid.” I saw his jaw tighten. “Astrid.” “I know for a fact that it wasn’t really Astrid, the figure was probably pretending to be her or merely taking her form.” I quickly said. “whatever that was, he tried to kill me.” Malik sat on the floor beside me, pulling me gently to himself, his eyes looked raw with rage and something I didn’t recognize yet he continued to steady me until I slowly returned to normal.

“And I will never leave your side.” Above them, the stars shimmered like silent witnesses. Bound by fate. Tempered by war. Unbreakable. ◇◇◇◇◇◇ Far beyond the mountains, within a fortress carved from obsidian, Malachi stood before a blazing war table. A general knelt before him. “The attack failed, my lord. The Luna lives.” Malachi’s crimson eyes gleamed. “And the mark?” “It remains upon her.” A slow smile curved his lips. “Excellent.”

Contrarily, the inherent tranquility of the newborn silence was soon greeted with a mechanical notification inside Phantom's mind-palace, [~Cursed Malaka Chieftain Killed~] [Gained Saturation Points +15] [Gained Soul Crystal +10 ] [Gained Fire-based Affinity] [Gained Soul-Armas (mount-class): Cursed Stallion] For a second, Phantom's figure froze as if he was having a heart attack. The notification was so shocking, his grip over his trident almost loosened. While Phantom mulled within himself, Agenor, Falco and Rain looked at Malaka's dead body as if they had seen a ghost. Their minds began to melt when they realized that the beast was really dead.

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“So I came up with what is probably the dumbest solution I could think of.” "And what's that?” She thought of reasons why he would be discussing something like this with her, and especially at this moment when her life was literally falling apart. “I need a fake girlfriend.” Malakai blurted out. “I’ll pay you. Ten million dollars, Jamila.” “What? Me?” Jamila's breath hitched. “Five million upfront, plus another five mil once I get the deal.” “You want me to pretend to be your girlfriend?” “Yes. For three months.”

Leaving personal matters within, I shot back, "You are living your life your way, aren't you? Then why can't I? Stop interfering in my personal life." Damien uttered glaring at me, "Don’t you dare to question my life, Ms. McBride. By any chance, if you are telling me to be loyal to you because you are my fiancee then put a thing in your mind that YOU are my fake fiancee. Fake. And I don’t have the useless wish to interfere in your so-called personal life. But unlike you, I have a reputation that will get hampered if you continue falling into a stranger's arms like last night. I won't like the news about my fiancee stepping out from a stranger's place in the early morning or roaming with some

"Okay, I won't release the video but on one condition." He looks at me suspiciously. "What's that?" he asks. "You will do me a favor. In the form of kicking someone's ass for me," I declare. Daniel's dark brown eyes turn even darker. "You want me to beat someone up? Wh...who?" "Meet me at the cafeteria tomorrow, and I'll give you all the details," I said to him. And that, ladies and gentlemen, was the beginning of a business deal between me, the nerdy Logan and the fake scary badboy, Daniel. Hope this doesn't blow up in my face later.

Both of us had come back into our human forms. When I regained my consciousness a few seconds later, I saw guns aimed right towards my head. “One question,” Devon said. “Diana. You aren’t her fated mate, right? You faked the mate bond with her, didn't you?” Even though I was in no condition to utter a word, I mumbled, “screw off…” “Fine. You are dying anyway. So, I guess it doesn’t really matter,” Devon said, as he pulled the trigger.

He stopped on his track immediately. "Who are you!?"he questioned. The thickness in his voice alone was enough to send Zedanne a panic attack. Either way he turned calmly to face Taynor and it was Leo's face Taynor saw again Strange! "I asked who are you?!"he thundered immediately and his eyes suddenly turned red like as if he'd been filled with an unfathomed anger and he super sped, grabbing Zedanne by his neck "I will kill you!" "You know, this is the real you. Don't you think the red eyes suits you better than the red?"Zedanne smirked