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His eyes were still looking down but he suddenly held up his left hand to me, I looked at his palm and saw the symbol that was burnt into it, “Same,” He said softly. Pulling my right hand up to myself I studied the symbol he had branded into me which had scarred in such a way that it seemed like it had been there for years. I held it up to his hand as I gently pushed my palm against his, “Same,” I breathed, and I don’t know why I said it, I knew he wasn’t, he was human, but in some sense I felt like we were and even though it didn’t make any sense, somehow, it didn’t need to. Smiling softly at me he nodded before pulling away from me before walking out of the bathroom and closing the door be

Ravan replied in stern voice and harshly pulled out his sword by making Vivan fall down on his knees. Vivan lightly supported his body by pressing on arm on floor and other on his bleeding heart wound “Randhir Bha… bhai… mere.. chita ko agni dena… koi nhi hai tumhare siva mera yeha (Randhir Brother…… do my Cremation as I have no one else buy you)” Vivan said as his body fell down on floor covered in pool of his own blood while his eyes remained on Ravan face in meantime Ravan to kept his eyes on Vivan who was now slowly slipping in to death mouth by standing tall above him holding ‘khanda’ in his hand as blood kept oozing form his arm where bullet was shot when unexpectedly a lone tear drop

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He got that sense of bad boy when you look at him. “Oh, excuse me.” The guy said. Then he walked past Jai and to the door, passing by Harris who’s entering the place. “Hey, you left me.” Harris faked a pout. But Jai wasn’t looking at him, he was looking at the red haired guy who just left. Harris realized whom Jai was looking at. “Oh. That’s Satoru Hirabayashi.” “Who?” Jai looked at him. “Satoru Hirabayashi from the Hirabayashi clan. He’s one of the geniuses of this generation. He’s a very skilled hunter.” Harris said.

“WHAT?! HARASA?!” Kartika is shocked by knowing that Alfi finally decided to use Harasa, the holy weapon number 12. “What is it, Kartika? What is Harasa?” The agitated Varz asked. “There are 5 holy weapons that hard to use. The holy weapon number 3: Duy-Duy, this one requires one’s painful sorrow. Alfi can use this one because of his painful past. The holy weapon number 6: Tipit, this one requires one’s pure love. Alfi can use this one because of his compassion towards Megumi. The holy weapon number 9: Pelidi, this one requires one’s intelligence. Alfi can use this one because he is sharp enough. The holy weapon number 10: Pukan, this one requires one’s soul of rebellion. Alfi can use this

he spits. I squat down to his level. I raise my shirt and there, just above my waistband on my hip, is the Damned Forsaken crest of a raven with a skeletal wing and head sitting atop a skull with a halo leaning against it on one side and a gun on the other. His eyes widen in acknowledgment.

Harry and I decided to sit on the sand and just stared at the sea which looked absolutely calm under this dim lit beach having the full moon only giving us light from above us. “You have to show me your tattoo on your ankles.” I begged. Harry chuckles, “Very persistent. One sec.” He pulled out his phone and turned on his flashlight before focusing the light to his left foot. He begins to show me the outer side of his left ankle which said “BLUE” and then to the inner side of this left ankle which said “MOCKINGBIRD”. I gaped.

I looked more confused before I said, "I have only been punished by my parents as a kid." Bo laughed before he said, "You are so cute! I am definitely going to enjoy this." My eyes widened at how sinister that just sounded before Bo grabbed my penis. He rubbed it softly until I was completely hard, which didn't take long. "Passion" I said. He looked confused before I said, "My safe word is passion." He chuckled and nodded in agreement. Then he grabbed the black thing he laid next to my hip and a bottle from the black box. He squeezed what looked like lube into it. Then he put some lube on the entrance of my ass. I shivered a bit because it was cold.

She gasped. Her breath hitched as her eyes took in the jaggered scar that lined up from his chin and ascended above towards his right eyebrow. It was long, dull and brown. She winced at the thought of the pain he would have faced. “Name, girl?” He yet again asked, irritation embedded in his words. Parting her lips, she croaked out, ” C-Cel.. Celestina.” He hummed in response. "Do you know why you’re here?"