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“What-what are you? I swear I saw your kind in my dreams.” And many more creatures, but the thing that kept me awake for so many nights was the winged demon. His red eyes held a knowing gaze that irked Cent. “I am a goblin, my lady. And for the reason why you are here, my lord will be the one to explain to you why.” Where are my shadows? I can’t feel them or hear them. Is this also because of my birthday? Wait. “What time is it, Mr. Goblin? You found me in the skating rink, right?”

- Slice! After the combat, I dispatched the last goblin I encountered on my journey onward. I didn't level up or get a single experience point during the waves of monsters, supporting the theory that they weren't lifeforms at all. Even the system failed to classify it as a monster. "Woah, that hurts." I cast healing on the gash on my hand and my robes, which were progressively corroded and stained by blood. This was my first wound, and it was caused by a goblin. What a piece of rubbish.

“A few months? You do realize by then it'll be too late? Do you even know how dangerous that would be?” “It’s not my body anyway.” Zoe lost it, pounding him. “Why did I even get together with a man like you? No matter what, you’re paying for this! And I still have school!” He left the hospital and ran straight into me. His eyes lit up when he saw the money in my hands. “Where did you get that money?” “Gambling,” I answered matter-of-factly. “It’s all luck, not fate! It felt amazing turning a thousand dollars into tens of thousands!"

“This novel is supposed to be PG16 so let’s keep it that way.” Clairmont blinked his eyes in confusion. Then I retracted my finger. “I know what you’re thinking, but I don’t think that’s it.” I then turned to the goblin chieftain. “Whatever it is, that girl doesn’t look like she’s chained, but she didn’t look that attached to the chieftain to be called his woman. I’d say, accomplices?” Clairmont pondered a bit. His golden irises scanned the surroundings as if looking for more information regarding the scene in front of him, before he added. “Maybe. It’s a rarity for humans to join hands with goblins, but’s it’s never an impossibility.”

Gerth was angry. It was not an uncommon state of mind for a Goblin, as they were usually angry about something. What angered Gerth at this particular time was his own gnawing impatience. And a growing animosity toward their leader. The Goblin tribes had welcomed the enigmatic stranger, primarily because she had promised them power and conquest. Initial doubts had been vanquished when the magic user had demonstrated considerable talent in the Art, and promised that such powerful magic would be used to aid the Goblins in their invasion.

I couldn't get myself to ask because of how good it was. "Why does it taste different?" I asked as I swallowed the last drop. "Cos it's different. Cos its blood," Wait! What! Next update: 04/07/2021 (5 new chapters) Kindly leave your reviews. You can get the book on A****n as well.

“You are here because you have accused me of murder. Your accusations are unfounded and unproven, but the slander that you have placed against my honour cannot be forgiven. All traitors to the crown must die.” He raises a gun and points it at my chest, I stand straight and look him in the eye, I refuse to show fear. I have been here before after all, but this time I'm ready to say goodbye to the pain. I hear shouts behind me from the crowd at the gates, but they are silenced by the sound of the gun firing. I feel searing pain across my chest and my knees buckle, as I black out the last thing, I hear is the scream of a woman followed by a howl of pain from Lance, and then a deafening roar sha

His mouth doesn't move, but I can hear his voice, loud and clear. “Your last supper!” I spit, my eyes darting around expectantly but no one comes. He releases a low growl before lunging for me, claws swiping at the air, aimed at my chest. I turn on my heels and race down the alley, hissing in pain as his claws meet the skin on my back. “Just a few drops of your blood, and my senses feel sharpened,” He lets out a low growl, and I hear him lunge for me again.

Amanda tried to copy her decency, she craned her neck, as she skimmed her carefully. Mercy tittered and gushed. “don’t worry I will teach you.” She crooned Angela could barely hear them, her eyes looked at the stairs, she barely paid attention at them. She waited for them eagerly. they walked in; Melina marched on her hounds making a sharp click-clack as they walked down the stairs. Mercy looked mortified as she spoke to them. ‘‘it’s my mom, she loves wearing hounds, you will get used to the sound.’’ Her face said it all; she was pissed with that atmosphere; it must be really eating her up.

Akshara’s heart pumped more blood to know that she was the next to read that weird book with an eye. The book went to Azile who was got on her feet from an unknown faint. The weird look and efficiency of the book thrilled Azile and pages opened to her in words written in mud, “Awaken Love, Shall Not Be A Delight. Let Thy Onus, Vex Your Soul; Perish In Disgrace.” The prophecy book with an eye moved towards Akshara and stood in front of her. Upon eye to eye contact with Akshara, the book flipped its pages and finally settled in a page to uncover her prophecy; the letters appeared in blood made of gold. The prophecy of Akshara,