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Oshmin remarks. “I hate green,” I sulk, my lip trembling like a petulant child. That being said, didn’t he and Zarseti used to be taller? “You’re a Goddess now, Gabriella. You have all of the celestial magic and energy of the Goddess of Light, which is why you look the way you do. The hair, the eyes, the height. It will take some getting used to,” Zarseti says, rubbing my back comfortingly. My eyes? My height?

she started walking to the exit. "What I don't understand is why a goddess was living in a cave and left her diary here, and how we are here in the first place," Scarlette paused and looked at me over her shoulder with an expression that said ‘seriously?’. "Out of everything that has been happening since you came to Lúa Infinita, you're still pondering about the strange things in this world? What exactly do you find impossible? The part where you have a deadly ticking time bomb called a wolf inside you, your abnormal mate, a sugargod fairy– that doesn't even make sense. What's a sugargod fairy? It's senseless but she just conveniently exists and you just "happen" to be her master. Are you ki

Garren also brought out some wines and liquors. Greyson was delighted to finally see her aunt. She even gave him a present that she brought from New York. I really like her, despite the fact that we just met today. She gets along with everyone. Her social energy reminds me so much of Lauren. There was no awkward moment with her. For the first time, the night inside the Montreal mansion soaks in ebullience, all thanks to Claudette's arrival. "Hey." I turned my back when someone spoke behind me- it's Xavier.

Chapter Two- *First Person's Perspective* ~Amanda~ The soft beeping of the monitor beside me was enough to pull me out of Dreamland, I turned my head to the opposite direction, and groggily opened my eyes. The throbbing pain in my head, a reminder of the nightmare I had come to face yesterday. My body jolted upright the moment I remembered why I was here in the first place.

she sighed tiredly. “It’s hard getting rejections, it's hard when it seems like a breakthrough is far from happening but that shouldn’t stop you from pursuing your dreams and trying your best every single day,” she packed up the papers and put them in her bag so that she can take it home to finish up then led Camila to one of the chairs so that they can sit.

I was soaked in the discoveries that they had made. “So, apparently, the giants are tools of the goddess,” I sighed. “I mean, I knew that they were wolves. I just didn’t expect them to be from the goddess.” “Now that you say it, I think she's using them to get the Alpha to acclimatize to that part of his powers,” Blue said. “And that's exactly what I was thinking!” I clapped my hands. “What are we talking about?” Akira asked, and I hurriedly gave a background story.

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she says with a shady side-eyed glance at Zayn, who simply closes his eyes and leans his head against the wall in surrender. “She is a witch,” one of the other women, also tall but shockingly blonde, remarks. “They’re built like birds.” “You’re thinking of her sister, Princess Naomi,” Zayn says under his breath, and I wonder how they would even know about Naomi, let alone the fact that my little sister is several inches taller and well-built with muscles that give the female warriors in the Deadlands a run for their money. I have always been smaller and more delicate–built like my maternal great-great grandmother Isla. I didn’t think it was a witch trait, however. I’ve never really thought a

"Where did you get this? This is only for the staff." "My aunt Jodie gave it to me. You're Calliope, right?" "Yeah, I am," one of her eyebrows rose, "and you are?" "Her niece, Gian Kasdeya" I extended my hand but she did not take it. I put my hand at the side, "aunt Jodie sent me here to tell you that she can't start working today. She broke her arm and needs two months to recover." "Two months! I can't wait that long," she touched her forehead in exasperation.

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