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My son needed help, but I didn’t even know where to begin. Before I could say more, Harry spun on his heel and started toward his room, his small shoulders stiff with anger. “Harry,” I called after him. He didn’t stop. Didn’t even glance back. The sound of his door closing echoed like a warning. This was serious. First Bae’s memory loss, now Harry seeing someone who didn’t exist. My mind raced. Maybe the Pack witch could help. The first time he mentioned Olena was during the ritual, right in the middle of it he’d whispered about a crush on her. Whatever this was, it started that night.

The creature lunged. Chaos erupted. Elior’s blade met shadow, sparks flying as the creature absorbed the blow. Bram swung his axe, but it passed through as if cutting through mist. Myrra’s daggers struck true, yet the wounds sealed as quickly as they formed. Then its gaze locked onto Rael. A surge of heat exploded through him as the book’s pages flared to life, the ink twisting, forming words that burned into his vision: SPEAK AND CLAIM. Rael’s voice shook as he forced the words past his lips. “The Hollow Throne does not grant power. It takes.”

"I don't know what you mean." "You don't have to confirm it," he said, turning to leave. "But understand this, Leigh of the Iron Pass: this castle is not just a cage. It's also a fortress. And sometimes, the best way to defend a distant border... is from the very heart of the kingdom you claim to despise." He was gone before she could form a reply, leaving her with the chilling, exhilarating sense that the game had just changed entirely. He wasn't just a wounded prince choosing a bride. He was a player, and he'd just shown her he was reading from the same map.

"I love trying new things. An innocent young woman like her is exactly my favorite. Of course, a mature stunner like Mabel is also very much to my liking. I'm sure having both of them in bed together would be an entirely different experience, it would be a mix of two extremes and I'd probably die from pleasure! "Haha, I can hardly wait anymore. For the sake of my happiness, you'd better hurry up!" Harry had already planned everything, after forcing Woody to cripple his own martial arts aura, he would take him along to the hotel. He wanted Woody to kneel at the door and watch as he had sex with Mabel and Penny. He wanted to satisfy his twisted psychological desires! Mabel lashed out, "Harry,

She was slowly becoming agitated as Harry kept on staring at her and waiting for a reply. "That was a long time ago, Harry, how would you expect me to remember?" Harry raised an eyebrow, staring at her suspiciously. If there was one thing he was certain about, his little girl would never ever forget her favorite book. She talked about it a lot and it seems she read the book more than fifty times. Harry remembewred the fact that she used to explain the book to him, hook line and synched. "Well, it's Throne of glass..." He replied, still looking her up suspiciously.

Animals that is suck dry by blood and the entire living things turning dead in an instant to her eyes. “Well, let’s just say that I made everything of this, Alliah.” Words that worsen the fear that she had. His smile that scares and warns her into the very core. Truth that she believes to be in that instant, and a misunderstanding that made the foundation of her warry and hate towards him. “You, what did you do, Harry?” With the young boy’s sinister smile and blood red eyes that’s looking straight right to her core. That very night and moment started the game of hide and seek that they both immediately started.

We know within us that this is not real and despite that, deep down I still ask myself; Is there a possiblity that I mean something more to Harry? Fuck that, who am I deceiving with that shit? Maybe at the end of it all, I am just a game to Harry. That fucking son of a bitch! Great! He's made me cursed his innocent mother. Let's be real though, what do I expect from a bad boy like Harry from the start? Especially since we are not even dating for real. He treats everything like it's a fucking game and I hate him for that. I fucking hate him. Without looking at him even when I really wanted to, I started to totter to the direction of the exit door but before I could cover half the distance, hi

I pulled it out, hoping it wasn’t Jonathan checking on me, because I couldn’t talk to him right now. It was a text from an unknown number. Enjoying your morning? This is just the beginning. …D My hands started shaking again. I threw the phone across the room, not caring where it landed. Then I curled up on my bed, still clutching the pillow, and tried to figure out what the hell I was going to do. Because one thing was clear…Daniel was playing a game. And he was enjoying being a psychopath if bastard. I must have fallen asleep at some point because I woke up hours later to my phone ringing.

Alpha Harry pounced on Lord Potter, but he flipped him over, pushing him with a large amount of force into a tree that snapped a lot of branches, shattering the windscreen of the cars parked around it. “Don’t fucking test me, Alpha Harry...” Lord Potter growled, stretching out his arms, revealing how sharp his claws were. Alpha Harry smirked as he jumped on a car before twisting his opponent’s mind, making it look like he was going to attack from the left, but instead he attacked from the right, and Lord Potter didn’t see it coming. Alpha Harry clawed his face with his right hand and dragged himself by his feet. He turned Lord Potter over his head and threw him back into the same tree behind

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