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As we fought, her effect on the battlefield dwindled, and the sigil on warriors started to fade away. I jumped out of the crater and over the horde of her Sanguineabyean demons, and we clashed. I looked straight into her eyes. She remotely reminded me of Larissa. Well, nothing new. They shared the same mother at the end of the day. However, the mere thought of Larissa caused my fury to rise as we clashed. Sizzles of Ramaleen’s magic grazed me all over my face and flanks, and my ichor started to trickle and bleed. She smirked and said: “My sis Larissa says hello, Moon mutt.” As anger flared through my veins, I aimed my lunar eclipse bolt straight at her chest. But, she ducked down, and projec

We sat on the chair near the flower garden. "I love you, Kitten." "And I love you, Zander." We kissed passionately beneath the golden sunset. ****** ???’s POV "Enjoy it while it lasts, Alpha. You won't be smiling when I kill you and your mate. The daughter of Helios' and the demon wolf's powers shall be mine," the wicked creature watched Zander and Hazel through his crystal ball. "Bring me my dinner, slave," the wicked man spat. "Right away, King Lucifer." "And Zoey, make sure it's not cold, I won't go easy on you this time."

“Are you a Hati Phantom?” “That I am,” said the girl. “Phantom XIII Hekate.” Ren froze when he heard that accursed name. The girl then glanced around at the fallen bodies lying around her before looking straight at Ren. “Get out of my way. My only target here is HiroYuuki Yamada. Unlike some, I don’t like to kill unnecessarily. Furthermore, Yamada is really taking things a little too far.” She shook her head. “Honestly. Hiring over eighty men to protect oneself. It is really a hassle to take them all out without killing them.”

Rasha recovers quickly, her attacks coming faster, sharper, as if she knows that letting me hold the momentum for too long would spell her end. Our bodies clash again and again, silver colliding with bronze in a dazzling storm of power. She snarls with fury and something deeper—panic. I can see it now, in the slight hesitation in her movements, in the way her eyes flicker toward Lydia’s possessed form as though questioning whether the demon she allied with is still on her side. But the shadow-wolf that Lydia has become is no ally to anyone anymore. She crouches low, shoulders rippling with unnatural energy, waiting for our exhaustion to open the door for her final strike.

"Of course, everything for Hirre!" After we agreed on one goal, I ordered my men to collect the bullets left on the trail ground. It would be used to find out who rescued Claire. Severus also ordered his men to find Claire even in the human world. I'm going to kill this fucking bitch! *** (Hirre POV.) I felt I decrease my weight. I felt something different around me. I couldn't feel myself and my wolf in our world. "Harsha? Where we are?" I asked my wolf as I felt that were locked up.

Bit by bit, they are getting drained to a point that their weapons vanished into thin air. The girl standing in front of them this time is different from the young girl they want to kill earlier. From being weak and fragile, she turned into a monster that anyone should be afraid of. Even her siblings, themselves. Hira looks at the attacker directly into his eyes. Fear is evident in his eyes. His hands were trembling in fear. With that, Hira smirks at him that sent shivers to his spine. “Die,” Hira whispers into the air. In an instant, everyone around her, aside from her siblings, are now gasping for air as if they were strangled to death. Soon, they start coughing blood and fell to the cold

He thought she reminded him of his mother and a baby caribou that he saw once, especially because of her long and slim fingers as she dried her hands and sprinkled tea leaves into the boiling water. The blue Slayers and the caribous had an alliance. The blue Slayers spared the fawns and hunted only to nourish themselves and their family; the caribous in turn offered their meat as sacrifice to become part of the blue Slayers’ bodies. Aki in that precise moment projected two things in Sasha’s eyes: she looked ungainly tall at her age yet there was latent strength in her celebration of life; there was a playful butterfly spirit that rested in the corner of her smile.

Let them tear each other while I slip through their cracks like smoke and bury a dagger in the heart of their empire. Vashti’s voice was low, dangerous. “You’ve let him enchant you. But don’t worry.” Her gaze turned to me, and her smile widened. “The spell’s about to break.” The smirk on my lips faltered. What? Then– A snarl. Too close. Lazhara. I spun, heart racing. She was gone. The patch of blood where she’d fallen was empty. Suddenly, I heard her scream behind me. Too late. Lazhara lunged from the shadows, her claws tearing into my back. Fire erupted through me. My mouth opened in a silent scream. Blood exploded from my lips.

Herschel Lancaster’s pupils became larger, and the whites of his eyes became smaller. Toward the end, the whites completely disappeared. An ambiguous smile appeared on his face. “Turns out that you’re actually someone with a true legacy, one that can work with demonic cultivation. The combination of Yin and Yang will allow us to fuse! Hehe. You’re a beautiful woman yourself, and I happen to like that. You can stay behind and become my lover!” Herschel said.

“You think you’re the only one?” “You wound me, Delia,” Gray chuckles. She slaps his arm playfully, letting him know it's time to get serious. He straightens up, as all signs of amusement snap from his face in a split second and holds still while she goes to work on the chain in his hands. She places both of her hands a few inches above the metal and whispers some incantation until a low blue glow can be seen from underneath her palms. When the glow fades she moves her warm copper brown hands and sighs.