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They are cremating his body now. "Hi, Mandy. I'm Jacksy. You know, I'm a huge fan of yours! You're really beautiful." Introducing and praising a woman who is a tomboy. It's just a boy's haircut. I accepted his handshake. "I'm Lanie too. I'm a fan of yours too. Hihihi." A woman has a lot of lipstick on her face but it suits her. She is really beautiful even though she is a small girl. I also accepted his hand.

The white-haired girl partly shifts, showing her fangs and furry hands with claws. "Ha-ha Feisty… You are a brave little one. But, you can't scare and beat me! You're just a waste of time!" The girl almost gasped in a word, hearing she angered the half-mask man. She remains stoic, although her hands and legs started to get lump by fear. 'This cabin was filled with were-rogue, but why a man like him accompanied these evil creatures?' The half-mask man is not a rogue. He is a well-sheltered wolf.

Her short stature made it easy for her to lose people. Sophie spotted him with a group of women, each with hair dyed an unnatural color. They arched around him like a rainbow. When he smiled and spoke to them, they tittered with laughter. "He's fine." Maybe those women thought green, blue, and pink hair was wild and wicked, but Sophie thought they looked more like a cuddly clan of Care Bears. Hi! My name is TenderHeart Vamp. Do you need a hug? She suppressed the image with a shudder. Good God, she'd been cooped up for way too long.

He wakes upon our entry, but the moment he looks at Levi, he flaps his wings and flies over to him, landing firmly on top of the Prince’s head. “Oh, my gosh! He’s never flown before!” Levi couldn’t look more smug even if he tried. “I’ve always had a particular way with fledglings.” “Is that what you call baby Demons?” I sit down on the bed and draw my legs up underneath me. “I’ve been calling them fur babies.” “But they don’t have—” “—fur. Believe me, I know.” Levi reaches up and pries Dragon off his head. “Do you know how rare this female is?”

Marcus asked. "Em, nothing. Just...something this punk told me" she answered and made to sit down. "I'm not a punk" Kane denied with an obvious frown. "What are you then, chap? Lad? Douche bag?" She grinned. "No my dear friend but you are obviously a frog." "Touché" she laughed "then get ready to croak with me tonight my dear friend because obviously, a frog only befriends a frog" she smirked. Kane wanted to counterattack but Grace cut in, "cut it out you two, we know you love each other no need flaunting it every time we are together."

"Is he really that ugly though?" The siren prince thought about it and a small smile played at his lips. While Floopy wasn't the most attractive thing that anyone's ever laid eyes on, Syris had to admit that the beta had his charms. He might have tiny eyes and overly large ears with buck teeth and freckles. However, his fur that covered most of his body was very fluffy looking and Syris almost couldn't withhold the urge to run his webbed fingers through them. Floopy might not be handsome but he was definitely capable of becoming the ambassador of cute in Syris' opinion. Too bad, nobody would believe him even if he said it aloud. Not even Floopy himself and the siren prince felt a little sad

Damn male instincts. "And will we start this friendship with informal treatments? "I asked again. "Yes," she said, again gesturing with her shoulders. I controlled my eyes this time. "This includes cute nicknames. Use it without fear.” "Lioness" I said softly. Joana leaned slightly on the chair, frowning her face. "I didn't listen, babe. "I prefer to call you Lioness," I replied, a little louder. "If you allow me.” "Of course," she said, shrugging. "If it's your fetish to give nicknames with animal names, then so be it.”

Lottie's POV I watched as Fluffy approached me, her head nudging at my stomach gently. A cute sound bubbled from her throat. A warm sensation spread through me as Fluffy's touch seemed to resonate with the pups stirring inside me. It was as if they recognised the hellhound's presence, responding with gentle flutters. I couldn't explain how, but despite the cuffs suppressing my abilities, this connection brought me a glimmer of relief. For a moment, the fear and uncertainty faded, replaced by a comforting sense of unity.

These two children are quite lonely, no matter how much they try to communicate, none of them understand what they are saying, even the mother who gave birth to them. It's been ten months since Anindira gave birth. Now Anindira's children are no longer in a basket, they are quite large. Like local cats in general, the apartment where Anindira lives also doesn't prohibit keeping animals. That's why they are free to go in and out. What's more, Arwan and Farrel are known to be very docile and not dirty (in the case of animals). Arwan and Farrell's faces are now more clearly visible. They are similar to a Siberian Husky-type dog with almost all maroon fur with a little white fur on the face, che

Andy embarrassedly touched her nose and suddenly became gloomy. “You don’t have to remind me of that. I know that I’m a tomboy with no feminine charm.” Seeing the carefree Andy suddenly becoming upset, Baby Robbie quickly consoled her. “Don’t be upset, Sis Andy. Truthfully, you look extremely feminine. As long as you put on a little makeup, you’ll be popular among thousands of handsome men.” Andy’s eyes lit up, and her confidence was boosted. “Really?”