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“The mother of my child? You? Don’t make me laugh. The only woman who has the right to bear my child is Yvonne. You? You’re nothing but a tool.” Whitney completely broke down when she heard those words. “No! That’s impossible! You told me you loved me! You said we’d be together!” Zayn looked at her with disgust and shoved her away with a sharp kick. “Love you? Be with you? Look at yourself. You think you’re even worthy of being compared to Yvonne? Yvonne is kind, gentle, and graceful. You? Malicious. Petty. Calculating. You don't hold a candle to her!”

"What? Antilles Samarchia? 10th rank?” Rikka was shocked, as if she couldn't believe what she had heard. “That’s right. I am ‘Antilles The Soul Slayer’, the strongest wind magical girl in this Vitania. You are the one who faced the wrong opponent, ‘The Devil's Hand’ Rikka Gallipolia,” she continued. “No way.” ***

“Hmm… I wondered about that. Blaze might not look like it— but he got himself in 3rd place, oh wait, it’s 4th now, with just his fists alone.” “Huh…?” I was surprised. “His rank is just under Persia…!?” I immediately activated my screen and checked the rankings. It made me jaw-dropped. The latest top eight was as so: 1. Lucifer Nightwalker von Nightmare 2. Kuroyuki Shiroha 3. Persia Silverlight 4. Crimson Veludora Blaze 5. August Whisperwind 6. Rumelia Heartlock 7. Kronos Y Chronoclock 8. Sherry Scarlet Rosenberk

At that thought, Andrius could not suppress his curiosity and immediately asked, “Lord Sterling, who’s the first on the Petal Ranking?” Upon hearing that, Maxwell’s face showed a different kind of emotion: respect, admiration, and solemness. It was as if just mentioning this person was a remarkable existence. “He is the Soul of the Warrior.”

Marcus, the quiet guy from accounting leaned against the door, arms crossed, with a bitter smirk twisting his lips. “McAllen,” he said. “You’ve been looking real happy lately. I see you enjoy your late night with the boss.” My stomach dropped. “What the hell are you talking about?” He stepped closer, I could see the jealousy in his eyes. “ I saw you leaving the private elevator. Looking like a man whose ass has taken some cock. You’re not the first, you know. The Ghost destroys anyone who tries to get close. You’re just the latest toy.” “The Ghost?” I laughed it off, but my voice sounded shaky even to me. “Sounds like some movie legend bullshit.”

"That's a good suggestion. It just happens that my elixir to create a demon with retained consciousness is almost done. He could be our first subject. I am only lacking with one material- A grim reaper's soul." Mr. Cassian and the other masters at the table showed interest. "You are almost done with it, Old Xian? That's wonderful news. If it's a grim reaper you are asking we can get one in the next attack. However, to capture a grim reaper, a 'Master' is needed to be present." An ancient ghost that wears a traditional Tang suit nodded his head. "Then why don't we send the youngest of us?" The 'youngest' here doesn't mean that person was the youngest in age. The Capital ranked their powers an

An intelligence so old and alien that my mind struggled to comprehend it. Images flickered through my thoughts as the entity examined my memories, rifling through them like pages in a book. It lingered on moments with Alina. The first time I’d seen her at her camp. The night of the party, before everything went wrong. No, I thought desperately. Not those. Anything but those. The entity paused, considering. Then it moved on, searching deeper. It found something else. A memory I’d buried, one I rarely thought about. I was young, barely a century old. There had been another Alpha of a neighboring pack. A tyrant who ruled through fear and violence. I’d challenged him, fought him, killed him to p

His voice was shaky and intermittent as he said, "Ella, ever since you chose Daniel, I've been a mess. Sophie, being the heir… None of that matters to me. It's always been you I wanted. "Once upon a time, I was the bad guy. I was too full of myself and unhappy with the plans my family made for me. Sophie's tricks didn't help either. That's why I thought I didn't like you and kept fighting against our marriage. "Now, I've sobered up. I get how I feel about you, Ella. Can we try again? Please, let's give things another chance. "

They all looked at me once again, a few of them were still glaring but most of them seemed to be more open to the conversation now and that gave me hope. "Okay, for the sake of everything else I have to reveal, I would appreciate you all to stay quiet. I know what I have to say is hard to accept much less understand but I assure you it's all true," I requested quietly. When no one spoke up I continued. "Now, these things are called soul-eaters and they are literally after our souls. They are collecting them for a daemon which, yes is like a demon but different. Apparently, it has nothing to do with the ultimate being of evil. They are more like a being in possession of dark Magic and this Ma

Marvel; I've also caught the culprit," said Farel. "Did you take him where I wanted you?" asked Marvel once again. "Yes, Mr. Marvel, according to what you ordered," answered Farel. "I don't want Keysha to know that I have returned, and about the perpetrator, let him be there; feed him until I want to meet him and give him the punishment he deserves," said Marvel. Yes, Mr. Marvel, I understand your order; it's just, why don't you meet Miss Keysha now? I'm sure Miss Keysha will be very happy to see you," Farel asked, confused.