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I had picked a matte black fountain pen with a silver clip and told him to buy blue-black ink with it. This one. Low-key, but not boring. Blue-black ink too. It’ll make your comments look less like death threats. He had replied almost instantly. Whatever you choose is perfect. I stared at the old messages for a few seconds, then sent: Are you using that pen? His answer came at once. Using it right now. It writes really well. A photo followed. The black pen lay across a stack of printed pages. The angle avoided most of the room, but a corner of red handwriting showed near the edge.

"How did you do this? What exactly is that reaction?" I simply smirked, tilting my head back to meet his intense, golden gaze. "It is a basic botanical reduction reaction, Alpha Blackwood. The sap of this specific leaf remains entirely neutral against cured, historic ink that has sat and dried for days. However, it violently reacts with active, unevaporated moisture. The fact that this text just turned a vivid purple proves a definitive, irrefutable chemical truth... this specific ink was brewed, handled, and written within the last twenty-four hours."

CHAPTER 151: THE RECEIVER'S ROAD The "Lagos-grit" had taught me that a contract doesn’t care if you’re bleeding out on the steps of the building that issued it. The ink dries at the same speed whether it's mixed with water from a fountain pen or the silver-grey fluid of a failing prototype.

Kael asked. "The hand matches other samples I hold of the late Lady Ashthorne's writing. I compared the slant, the spacing, the shape of every letter. It is a very close match." "Close," I said. "Not certain?" "Close enough that I would have called it certain, if not for one detail." Roderic held up the note toward the window, where the first grey light was coming through. "Look here, at the ink." I looked. The ink was black and even, with a faint shine still on parts of it.

Any dark deed required a binding contract, one signed with the vital fluid that sustained life. He looked around for a dry spot to set the candle and paper down. Pools of water glowed in pearlescent gold, formed from the damp dripping from above. Stained by moss it didn't even look like water, rather like urine, tainted by infection. After a few moments he found a reasonably dry spot and knelt down carefully, unravelling the map and turning it over to look at the small writing on the back. He withdrew his knife, tracing a circle about him before puncturing the palm of his hand and allowing the blood to form a pool before casting it over the candle and onto the stone. It sank into the surface

’’ He began, I held my breath. Gray Vampires were regular Vampires whose eye color ranged from black to gray. I frowned, Brian had crimson eyes, did that mean he was different or was that the eye color for Hybrid Vampires? I mean his natural eye color was blue, a color for Hybrid Werewolves? I shook my head, clearing it off of the thoughts and turned my attention to Earl instead.

Then I traced the pencil along my bottom lashes and blended again. W3ll People Expressionist Liquid Eyeliner is the inkiest, sexiest black, and it doesn’t move once it sets. That's why I used it, because I would definitely be doing a lot of dancing and sweating so I didn't want something that would go down with my sweat.

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What's going on? "Impossible." The old man says. The man that asked me to prove myself smiles and he nods. "like the color of the moon, dark grey bright and beautiful." He says and I'm taken aback. What? How? My eyes have always been that silver-brown color. Like Nathan's how is it a different color now? I close my eyes and open them. As much as I would like to understand this whole thing right now I want to save my cousin.

I heard his deep voice in my mind. "I think I'm fainting," I said before I fell unconscious. *** Ryk's eyes are red, Ryl's eyes are brown, while Ryn's eyes are black, but the combination of them is gold.