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she said through the mic, and everyone cheered. I looked outside. The full moon had risen, glowing with the Blood Eclipse. I heard screams of joy as some people met their mates. Others were still walking around, searching. I heard Gwen shout excitedly. It sounded like she had found her mate too. Then I felt a pull. My feet started moving on their own, dragging me toward the Alpha’s table. “What are you doing at the Alpha’s table?” my dad asked, looking around nervously. “Please don’t disgrace us, please,” my mom begged.

This is a ghost who has been living under my skin, learning my rotations, mapping my blind spots. I dial a third number from memory. It rings four times. Then a flat, bored voice answers. "Vale." "Rook." "Calling this late?" A pause, a dark amusement entering his tone. "Must be a bloodbath." "Road feeds. Every traffic camera within a five-mile radius of the north estate from ten tonight. I want all vehicles that use the service road. Plates, destination, every stop." "That's high-level encryption, Vale. It’s going to cost you."

He ordered with a straight blank expression. "I– I think–" I started nervously, scratching the back of my head "Do not lie to me, okay?" I let out a sigh and started to explain everything to him. *** "Where exactly are you taking me to?" I asked Nathan for the umpteenth time. "Just be patient, girl." He smirked slyly. I sighed and leaned back in my seat. The drive was very silent and I wasn't interested in noticing anywhere or anything because I was in the stage of an immense thinking. I was trying to think of what I could take as the next step but nothing seemed to be popping into my head.

And without further thoughts, I arose. "Until Zeus gets the Witches gem, I don't want you to say anything to him or be even near him. We'll leave for The Oasis Haven Coven by three in the morning. Be ready." I added before taking brisk steps away from her. I couldn't help but wonder why she was changing this drastic. Whether it was for my good or not, I didn't like it. ########### "Lypida olymbus sereya, Lypida olymbus sereya, Lypida olymbus sereya, Ly--"

] The dead woman’s Will-Execution Protocol had miscalculated the weight of the "Grit." Elena Vane had spent forty years designing a system that could harvest our trauma, but she had never built a filter that could handle our Growth. The baby wasn't just drawing power from the Lagos grid; she was re-programming the receptors. Every automated customs gate at the port, every automated container crane along the docks—they weren't resetting to the factory baseline. They were locking their gears into our personal debt-collection sequence.

In a feverish haze, I heard the doorbell ring. The delivery guy called out, "Delivery for Mr. Hendrick." I smiled as I took it from the delivery guy and thanked him. I was going to laugh at James for being childish. After all, before falling asleep, I had only mentioned that I had a fever. Yet he had already ordered medicine for me. However, when I opened the delivery bag and saw what was inside, my expression froze. Condoms and lubricant were right there in plain sight, and even the toy in my hand made my head spin. Just as I took out my phone, ready to demand an explanation from my husband, a text message suddenly popped up. "This is Sangland Resortworld. Dear Mr. Hendrick, we are de

Gia asked. “Just requesting a special route.” "How? This bus has a fixed route,” Gia said, having already studied the bus’s daily itinerary. Raven raised his hand, rubbing his thumb and forefinger together—a universal gesture for money. "You bribed the driver?!” Gia exclaimed. "Shh! Lower your voice. People will hear,” Raven said, placing a finger over his lips with an amused expression. "Don’t worry. The route I requested isn’t far, and the driver was thrilled because he could now afford an extra gift for his family." Raven smoothed the frown on Gia’s forehead, caused by her disapproval of his actions.

Zach stumbled and collapsed to the ground, then suddenly crawled over to my feet. “Coco, I’m sorry! It’s all my fault! Hit me, yell at me, do whatever you want, just don’t leave me, okay? “I know you’re mad at me, and that’s why you even walked away from the company we built together. Tell me what you want me to do. I’ll do anything. Just give me one more chance! “I already contacted the wedding planner. We’ve redesigned everything into a grand ceremony and included all your favorites. Come back with me and we’ll get married right away. Please!”

The heavy blast doors of the garage ground open, letting in a swirl of blinding white snow. Ashren punched the accelerator, and we shot out into the dark. … The Ghost Road wasn't on any official map. It was an old smuggler's route that bypassed the main highways, cutting through the jagged, frozen ravines of the deep tundra. For the first six hours, the silence in the rover's cabin was absolute, save for the hum of the engine and the howling wind outside. I sat in the passenger seat, my arms wrapped tightly around myself. The rover’s heater was blasting at maximum capacity, making Valen sweat in the backseat. But my breath was still pluming in the air like white smoke.

said another. Dev sat around the living room with his mother and the Saxenas. He kind of felt nervous. One, ever since he could remember, Rajan Saxena, a retired NRI, was never-so-friendly looking. With his haphazard smile, close-cut hair, square jaw and stony face, he looked more like a retired cop than an NRI. Dev dared not look at him. He feared that Rajan with his black, beady eyes could see right through him and access his deepest, dirtiest secrets, one that only he knew.