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"Williams tried to politically assassinate me over the appetizer course." "He does that to everyone." "And the terrifying magazine woman looked directly into my soul at one point. I felt her reading my browser history." "Also normal." The elevator arrives with a soft chime, and we step inside together, the doors sliding shut on the muted gold of the hallway. Silence settles between us for a beat, comfortable in a way silence rarely manages to be around me. Adeline shifts her weight against the mirrored wall. "There are only four days left." I look at her. "I understand."

They didn’t divorce, but they didn’t seem to reconcile anytime soon. Before Clavier could say anything, Adeline collapsed, and he rushed in to catch her body. “Adeline!” Clavier called as her eyes were slowly closing. He touched her forehead and felt her skin was burning hot as if she was grilled alive. There were red markings all over her arms. With her shaking hands, she reached for something inside the pocket of her jacket. “What’s this?” Clavier asked. “The drug...the First Elder’s blood used to produce the drug...and the research data….” Adeline replied softly before losing consciousness.

The room felt so cold. Adrain slowly walked towards her, his footsteps echoed through the room. Tap! Tap!! Tap!!! He stopped beside her. Clara quickly closed her eyes. She remembered what the ghost had told her, Don’t look into his eyes. No matter what happens… Don’t do it. “Clara,” Adrain called her softly. She refused to answer. “Look at me!” She shook her head. “No,” Clara refused. His voice remained calm. “I said…. Look at me.”

“Sophie called, saying that we should have dinner, she's missed us. Are you in?” “I’m in! At least it'll help you keep your mind off this stalker.” “Yep.” “What time is it?” she asked. “Seven pm,” I replied. “Good! Let me take a nap before we leave,” Adeline said as she made herself comfortable on her bed, putting on her eye mask. “Wake me up in an hour.” I chuckled. “Yes milady.” I watched Adeline drift off within minutes, her breathing evening out beneath the eye mask. I envied how easily she could switch her mind off. Mine refused to cooperate.

I could Feel Perry’s sarcasm building as she took a steady breath. “You had unprotected intercourse with a delinquent guy who had no future, and now we find out that he probably cast a spell on you from a cursed book he had from his cult?! What’s next? Are you going to tell me you’ll transform into this mythical being that teleports using shadows?! This is too freaky, Shyne! Oh my goodness!”

There's no way Cannon could be in hell without having a fuck buddy but now that she's here, there won't be any need for that. Audrey walks past Lilith heading to the throne where Abaddon is sitting patiently watching them. No one has ever dared to do what she is doing now and Lilith is eager to see the moment Abaddon with cast her out of his presence for eternity. "I never knew just some minutes of sleep would allow others to tamper with that which is mine" Audrey blurted and stopped when she was a step in front of Abaddon

I kept going over everything from the nightclub and the vampire’s image kept popping up in my head. “Bride? I know you can hear me, and I know you are thinking of me, all good, I hope.” Prince Dagon spoke in my head with a laugh. I ignored it, I would have to pick up the herbs tomorrow to keep him from controlling me, he was stronger than I thought. I didn’t think he would contact me so soon, or that merely thinking of him would give him an opening in my mind. “I know you can hear me, why not just answer?”

Vincent’s POV Adeline’s words wouldn’t leave me. They trailed after me from the park, clinging to the corners of the hall, whispering through the hush of my footsteps. Even when I shut the door behind me, they slipped through the cracks like ghosts that refused to fade. The silence of my chambers did nothing to drown them—if anything, it made them louder. “You abandoned me.” I pressed my palms against my ears, but it was useless. You can’t unhear something that came from the heart.

“Emily… hold on. I’m coming for you. One way or another.” But deep down, I could feel a cold fear settle in my bones. I hate to admit it, but then – what if I was already too late?

I look at her with a confused expression, "Did you not see a woman attached to his arm at the mall? He even brought her back here! What kind of decent person brings their mistriss home when their wife is still there? Disgusting." Hestia pauses for a moment and then sighs, "I should go and bring back more cookies." I nod and watch as she leaves, hearing the click of the door behind her. I swear I could hear Anthony's laugh downstairs and it drives my heart rate back up. I stand and turn on the tv, turning it up loud enough to drown out any other kind of noise. I take a deep breath and lay down on my bed, looking at the tv but not paying attention to what is on the screen.