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I trembled with genuine fear for the first time since my arrival to that nightmarish kingdom. “Well, well, princess,” Prince Vogel purred with the same sultry tone I noticed with Abigail, Luthias, and Geo, “It’s indeed a pleasure to finally meet you. I have been most eager for this moment, I assure you.” A surge of energy shot through me when he placed his hands on my shoulders. His lips were cold and dry when he pressed them against each of my cheeks. I had no idea what he was, but I guessed he wasn’t a mutant-vampire. Since Sybil made a point of emphasizing my marriage to him would prevent a war, my guess was reaffirmed. Could he be part of the New World Order? I’d heard they possessed

In each ear was a small earring with a ruby ​​stone, and on the glue of the shirt the mother-of-pearl he wore was visible one part the outline of the seal that covered the entire left side of his chest and rises above the collarbone. "Laziness." "Belphegor's the name. Laziness is the sin." "You know, getting up from the chair never killed anyone! I said." "Why take the risk? He replied, winking at me." The only one left seated was Belphegor, who was looking at us amused with his hands folded across his chest and his long legs thrown over the corner of the table. His sand-colored hair was cut short on the right side and arranged in spikes, and on the left side it passed over his shoulders in

And because I don't have much time left at the academy, I could just try my luck and woo some lovely naive girl to fall in love with me and bring her home and. My ideas had gone too far. In any case, I'm curious how long Henry will take. The orb became dimmer by the minute. It won't take long before it fully fades. Tap, tap, tap Talk about the devil. I noticed Henry climbing down with a purple book that appeared to be pretty special. There were even gold linings on the edges. "I see you took my advice to heart." "Of course. What do you think of the unique rank skill "A Serpent's Slither?"

"They have, ever since she was born." Cassandra set the little serpent among the piles of gold coins. The creature sagged in defeat and exhaustion after lying before that terrible fire. "There it is," Vasilisa's voice came from behind a mountain of walnut-sized raw rubies. It wasn't hard to find the book. It was placed on a golden stand in between two golden Sirin statues. The grimoire turned out to be the largest book Cassandra had ever seen, with pages made of parchment illuminated with tracery, and it was open to a page thickly covered with elegant, intricate writing.

Whatever the case, I am ready to personally train him. He playfully turns the pages of the book and his hand falls on a page as he laughs and looks at me. On the page, I can see a picture of a horrifying monster, and below the picture, I can see the words clearly written, " He is coming… When The Sixth PureBlood Would Be Born." ……… …… … Author: thank you all for reading this beautiful piece. I am thinking of continuing this book with the title; " The Sixth PureBlood," What are your thoughts?

I chuckled. Nova smirked. "I was thinking more about a demon... the Demonic Prince." "Yes, that I can believe," I confirmed, and we both laughed. I took a sip of champagne and glanced at Harriet. Unlike Nova's and mine, her expression was oddly serious. Before I could ask her about it, she got up and pulled a massive wooden chest closer to the sofa. She opened the lid and gave Nova and me a nervous smile. "I remembered one detail in the book I went through today. I just want to check it again…" she explained, trailing off when she grabbed two large spell books from the top of the pile.

They all are. Besides Wrath and the Deadly Prince at the head of the table, five other princes lounged around the table, and by their intimidating yet palpable aura, it wasn't difficult to distinguish which sin was who. He had hair the color of dry wheat. Thick, flat brows now arching downwards as if he was in deep concentration, or he was somewhere in his own mind, lost under the throes of memories. His aura was calmer. Where the others were like a storm, violent and raging. He brought a sense of serenity to the room. For a moment I forgot where I was, and who I was with, the only feeling tugging at my muscles was to curl up somewhere and just rest. Be at peace.

I ask, looking around fearfully. "Stop moving my head around like that! It's giving me a headache." The Prince says, and I immediately miss my own body. "So?" I ask again, and he stays pondering silently for a while. "Oh, so the grand book of spells. Where is it though?" I ask suddenly, and he is shocked. "How do you know about that?" He asks, and I roll our eyes. "We are sharing the same brain, dummy. Now, where do we find this book of spells?"

"The Cruel Prince. I was on a plot twist. Jude had killed a royal fiery. She was so badass. She hid his body and she will be in a big trouble because you see she's the mortal among fairies and that's not good. Fairies are immortal—" "Baby, stop." Kabir grasped my shoulders and made me stand up. "Our book time happens when you finish the book." Biting my lower lip, I nodded. "And your book. Don't get angry." I narrowed my eyes, shrugged his hands off and crossed my arms over my chest. "Where is my book, Kabir Oberoi?" He shifted uncomfortably on his toes, opened his mouth and closed it again. "I will buy new books." "Kabir, what happened to my book?" I gritted out. "It was a hardcover. Where

"You are half-right. They kidnapped the boy from his fairy mother and mixed his blood with that of Zenrada's prince. The prince had just been chosen to be King by the moon goddess at that time. But he was yet to find his wolf. So, the vampires performed the ritual and made a monster out of the prince. They used the prince's wolf to wreak havoc on Amok, the witches' Kingdom. They used the prince's beast to exercise extremely dangerous powers. But it didn't last long. The prince didn't stay their puppet for too long." "Did something good happen?" Zaramanni asked as her mind annoyingly reminded her of the moment her blood was drawn in the sacred room of Amarxona. "No." Lord Elias halted his ste