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It meant that from the moment Dante entered the hall to the moment he left, the only people he looked at were the four of us. I said blankly, “It really does look like one of us is the Godfather’s true love.” “There’s no way to tell who he was looking at,” Blair said with a sigh. “But that smile was way too obvious.” The four of us exchanged silent looks, fear filling our eyes. If we didn’t all retain memories of our brutal deaths from past lives, none of this would even be explainable. “If it really is one of us,” Chloe whispered, trembling, tears pooling in her eyes, “then why… why did he kill every single one of us?”

And this is how the last story about Light and Darkness that I wanted to present to you ends. It was certainly an extraordinary journey, showing different stories, but at the same time touching the same topic - can two such opposing poles as Light and Darkness connect at some point? I'll leave it to your own choice, but one thing is for sure - as Miyuki said in Book 4, wanting to stop the battle between vampires and wizards - Light and Darkness certainly couldn't exist without each other. If there was only Light but no Darkness, what would be its meaning? Likewise, if there was only Darkness in the world, wouldn't its existence be pointless without trying to "devour" the Light?

In this life, consider it a debt repaid. Finally, on a night one month later, Stellan died. When he went, his lips were still moving. I had to lean close to make out the word. It was Ansel's name. I stood in the doorway of the cell for a long time without speaking. Then, I had his body wrapped in a straw mat and thrown into the common burial ground. It was not an act of cruelty. He simply did not deserve more than that. Daphne died a few days later. She starved to death. From beginning to end, I never went to see her again.

This time, no one would stop me. I stepped forward, my toes hanging over the edge of the cliff. "VIOLA! DON'T!" Four ragged, heartbroken screams ripped through the air behind me. Marco, Vincent, Draven, Luca. They stood in a line, faces streaked with blood and tears, broken and desperate. The four men I'd spent 21 years begging to love me, to see me. "Viola, we know everything now." Marco took a shaking step forward, his voice cracking. "They're all dead. Come back with me, to the compound. I'll give you anything. Everything."

My biggest enemy whom no one could defeated in long years reduced to ashes in just a few moments. The flames retrieve themselves once Adrian was nothing but a heap of ashes. Everything is finished. Adrian is dead. I blink my eyes to adjust my vision again to confirm if it wasn't my hallucination.Yes,he is finally dead and my people are now free from his exploitation.My lungs are deprived from air and my vision is blurry due to the mist as an aftermath of a supernatural show.I can feel something stirr inside me.Something that had been asleep till now suddenly woke up.My breath become unsteady as I kneel on the edge of the circle to see the dark grey ashes adoring the white sand.

My sister disappeared because of my aunt, Renee Dover. She smiled and said, "Our little Candy is so pretty. It'd be a shame not to get her into kids' modeling." Then she took three-year-old Candy away. She claimed the shoot had been too crowded and that Candy had wandered off on her own. My parents searched for over ten years. When they finally found her, Candy was chained up in a house deep in the mountains. She had given birth to seven children, and her mind had broken long ago. She died on the way home. The grief destroyed my parents too. They lost their minds and were killed when a car struck them. Aunt Renee seized their inheritance and gloated, "Your mother should've lent me th

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My eyes widen in horror as the scene unfolds—a twisted backdrop that feels more like a dream than reality. There, in the dim light of the room, are the four men, but they are not as I had imagined. They’re not standing, not even moving. Their bodies are slumped in various positions around the room, lifeless and pale, their eyes vacant and staring at nothing. Blood pools beneath them, the rich, dark red stark against the cold floor, soaking into the expensive carpet. They are dead. They are all dead. I try to breathe, but the air is thick with the scent of iron, and my chest tightens in response. My mind struggles to comprehend the gruesome sight, the reality of what has just happened here.

There was no way of getting in there except if one of those idiots opened it from their side. A fail-safe I had installed when I had nearly suffocated to death with a blonde that one time. She had wanted to fuck me in the warehouse. I had obliged. Thought the safe would be the best bet for privacy. Somehow the door had swung shut. Sealed us off from the world. If it hadn't been for Rafael having the same thought with a redhead, we would most certainly have died.

"You'll say anything, won't you? "And on top of that, Scarlett was busy working. You're trying to pin this on her? "Are you even human?" Seth chimed in as well. "Exactly. We don't even know if this person actually died or not, and yet he's pulling this stunt to scare everyone."