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one of them mocked. Inner Devil 2: ‘Let me out. I need to slap that woman’s face!’ “All this drama! Just leave,” said the redhead. Losing her patience, Freya texted Kenneth: [I’m in Freedonia, at your building lobby. Your receptionists refused to inform you. I need to speak with you. It’s life or death.] She called again. And again. “I think it’s time to call security,” the redhead murmured. Then, finally, Kenneth answered. “Freya.”

I could easily close my eyes, pretend I’m on a beach somewhere and take a nap. And then probably wake up with my house on fire. Yawning, I push myself up and go onto the porch, taking cover in the shade. Freya rubs against my legs, and I reach down and scoop her up. “I see you finally forgave me for making you miss out on the action.” Freya and Pandora were not happy to be babysitters while Binx got to come out and fight the undead. “Next time,” I tell her. “You know there will be one. Hopefully not reanimated corpses, but demons or something less messy to kill.”

Come on…The Point of No Return Suddenly—Natalia broke free, bloodied but relentless, her dark eyes burning with pure hatred. "You think this ends... with me?" she rasped. Before she could strike again, Damien lunged, slamming her back against the collapsing wall, pinning her in place. Her cold smile widened... twisted. "You’re too late.”Final Countdown 00:00:05... 00:00:04... With one last surge, I forced the emergency key into the override terminal, triggering shutdown just as the countdown timer froze. Silence. Collapse of the Fortress The entire fortress shuddered, lights flickering, alarms blaring, as explosions erupted across its damaged core.

I wasn't afraid or weary of the length of the road as long as I didn’t have to walk it alone. The sky had darkened by the time the pick-up we were in finally stopped in front of Bu Narti's house. Dim lights from the surrounding homes welcomed us, and the sound of crickets began to fill the night. I jumped down more slowly than Julien, still feeling weak even though my body was a bit stronger after eating on the way. As soon as my feet touched the ground, a faint yet piercing cry greeted me. "Mom… where's Mom? I want Mom…" a small voice called from the porch. Ratna, Bu Narti's daughter, around seven years old, stood hugging a worn-out pillow. Her face was wet with tears, and her body trembled

Xenoah smiled sparingly at him. Fans? "They are already crazy" he whispered. The man laughed and looked at me. An etchoserang smile flashed on his lips. "So Attorney it looks like the news is real that you're busy right now" that Fredd guy stated with playfulness. Xenoah laughed before wrapping his hand around my waist. "What do you think?" he asked playfully. "Oh my ghosh!" the guy yelled and stood up still fanning with his hand. "You'll be breaking thousands of heart Attorney" he added.

"Strip," I froze after hearing what the devil himself said. I didn't know what to or what to say. He smirked, pleased by my weak and vulnerable state. I hugged myself tighter, afraid. How to escape? What kind of sick joke is this? I raised my shaking eyes, daring for the first time to meet his fixing gaze. He stood there in all his glory, waiting for me to submit to his sinful demand. A tear slipped down my face, looking at the door, hoping, praying someone would come and save me from this shameless man in front of me.

Five years of humiliation and five years of being less than a person… Had I even been like a human to them? “You two! Check that side!” Voices echoed from the yard. They were closing in. I snapped back to myself and tore down the mountain path as fast as my legs would carry me. Back in the city, I flagged down the first cab I could find and went straight home, to the place Melissa and I once called home. My steps froze when I pushed open the study door, it was filled with monitors, all displaying live feeds of the estate. Every room, every path, and even the stable that I’d slept in for five years, were displaying right in the middle of the screen.

Report to my office tomorrow at 9 AM or a warrant will be issued for your arrest. Maya stared at the messages as Marcus's car drove through dark Manhattan streets. 30 days until the apocalypse. And she'd just given the FBI reason to put her back in jail. The question was: could she do enough in the next 12 hours to make it worth it? Or had visiting that baby just cost her the freedom to save anyone?

Baby shark doo doo doo doo doo doo… My head guard slowly looked up, his face pale with humiliation. “Sir…” he whispered, voice shaking. “It’s not a bomb.” The song continued happily. Baby shark doo doo doo doo doo doo… My jaw tightened so hard pain shot through my skull. Freddy hadn’t just fooled me. He had walked into my house alone, threatened me, kneeled me down, and offered me a devil’s deal. Then he walked out untouched and left me standing there listening to children’s music like a complete idiot.