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She looked down, feeling embarrassed. "Let me make this thing clear to you, you're not going anywhere unless you will finish your work. Are you getting me?" "Yes," her head was hung low. She never liked to be scolded. "Look up and answer properly," "Yes.. sir," she replied, now looking up at him. "What's the problem?" he asked "I... I forgot what you told me," "Where was your mind?" How come she was suppose to focus on anything when he, himself was sitting next to her. The nervousness had the full control over her mind.

"Hmm... Where am I?" Iris opened her eyes to find herself somewhere else. She was in a strange place she had never visited before. "What is this place?" Iris whispered softly as she looked around in confusion. The entire place was white. No sky. No visible ground. Only a thin mist stretching endlessly. She frowned uneasily and began walking slowly. "Your Majesty...?" No answer. Even her voice sounded strange here. Distant. Distorted. She unconsciously tightened her grip on the necklace around her neck.

she scowled while pulling the door open, more widely. “Hey! Nerdy…..” Corbin said to her, grinning but Cressa's scowl hardened, seeing him roaming his eyes all over her body which caused his smirk to turn more evil. “Wow….nice view,” he said to her, shamelessly ogling at her body which made Cressa glare at him. She immediately covered herself with her hands. “How dared you to come here?” She spat at him while trying to cover herself as much as possible in front of him and this made Corbin roll his eyes at her.

While Pandora was not at work, she was trying to use all her internet stalking skills to try and find out who and where Nemo was. Still, after weeks, she was drawing up a blank. Just as she was about to switch off the laptop, Bean and Curd started moving around. “Hey, you two, I am not giving up. I just don’t have enough information to find him right now,” she said as she rubbed her belly, but they kept moving around. "If it comes down to it I'll make a stupid tiktok and ask the internet to find him. I swear to you I will find him." For some ungodly reason, she ended up on Craiglist, the holy grail of ads and ‘find my mystery person’ posts.

When I entered Max wasn't there, but was just coming in. "I just took a look around." "That's okay, is everything alright?" "Yes, miss was just checking if I was still alive, her words not mine." I nod and motioned him over to the couch, he sat down and I made sure to put space between us. Trent sat on the single couch.I turn on Netflix and turn to Max. "What movie do you want to watch?" "Straight Outta Compton." I raise a brow, but smile when I saw how excited he was.

"Never be late again. Do you understand? I don't care if you are 250 years old. If I say that you should be here by 2pm, you should be here by 2pm. Do I make myself clear?" "Yes Alpha," he manged to reply, still holding onto his neck which had turned all red from the pressure I instilled in it. I smirked at him as he wobbled to his feet. "Now, what about my mate? When will I find her?" He reached into his bag, avoiding eye contact with me, and pulled out a blue gem stone. "The Goddess has said that you will find your mate soon. Her eyes will be as blue as this." He placed the gem in my hand I began to lick my lips in desire. She would probably be beautiful and strong; the perfect Luna for an

~MILLIE~ Oh, sweet mother Mary of all things godly… like… like… oh… Goddamn it!! Why can’t I think of anything godly! Thinking of Holy things was a sure way of purifying my mind, right? I needed to divert my attention off… him, but I was failing miserably. My palms started to sweat, and my unbrushed hair began to cling to the nape of my neck as my skin clammed into a tacky mess. What the hell is going on? I needed a cold shower!

I say and give up. "Nasty ass."

“Deal. When and where is the target?” “Now. He’s probably out by the pool, trying to be brooding and mysterious. Just... go over there. Introduce yourself as the new neighbor. Tell him you got locked out. Whatever. Just make sure he sees you.” I sprinted back to my room, heart hammering a frantic rhythm against my ribs. I scrambled onto my bed, pulling the curtains back just enough to create a thin, vertical slit for viewing. My backyard was visible, focusing mainly on the azure rectangle of the pool.

VERENA Objects that have some sort of strong emotional connection work well as magical carriers. I step out of my office and head to the living room where Ezra is watching TV with Dad. They are both watching some animated movie. Dad notices me. “Rena, come, sit with us. We are watching Finding Dory.” He pats the seat beside him and Ezra turns to me. “Mommy, look! The blue fish’s name is Dory too. Like our Dory.” He says in excitement and I smile. If Dory hears this, she’ll be fuming with rage. She hates her name but for some reason does not try to change it.