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'Since when did the Emperor go soft as a marshmallow? END OF CHAPTER 8

"The past tracks as the past. Absolute zero drug on the circuit can cure a wolf's heavy life regrets. Your nervous system won't register any physical pain after your tongue swallows the pill my hand granted your asset. My processor tracked it down explicitly because my mind knows your character is intensely afraid of physical pain. Operate as a much better wolf in your next life cycle, Chloe!" Chloe nods her head slowly, her arms suddenly wrapping tight around his chest. "Hold my frame close, Tyler! Since the watch my face got disfigured on the ice, absolute zero wolves have ever hugged my body again. My spirit has been so incredibly lonely it hurts deep inside my bones!"

And in the world of the Stormbreakers, if a man didn't dress for the hunt, he ended up as the meal. For five years, Lyon had been the city’s most feared investigative journalist. In a city like San Diego, there was only one predator worth tracking: The Stormbreakers. They weren't just the most aggressive hockey team in the league; they were a pack. Rumors of their lunar-driven tempers and supernatural strength were the worst-kept secrets in the Pacific Ice Arena. The city lived for the chaos of its six Alpha stars, and Lyon had made a career out of exposing every jagged edge of their lives.

CHAPTER 233 LOST IN THE NIGHT ISLA There's a kind of air and confidence that comes with clubs and bars. It's like you're in another world that exhumes nothing but confidence and audacity. But that air in a bar this open, is stronger and so does the confidence and audacity that came with it. And I was already infected. My body tingled, moving in ways my brain couldn't even control. I bit down on my lower lips as I stared at Noah after almost chugging my tongue down his throat.

But now that he had truly lost Esther, the pain was unbearable. Chloe had reached out to him multiple times, but he no longer cared. Without Esther, even happiness felt impossible. Only now did Tristan realize that Esther was like water to him, plain but essential. Chloe, on the other hand, was like soda—sweet and exciting but not something you could live on. Who could ever give up drinking water? But he had figured it out too late. Esther was happy now. Tristan wasn't sure if he was happy for her or mourning for himself, but he actually cried. He held his phone and watched the video all night long.

The look in his eyes sends a shiver straight to my core. ‘God, I’ve finally gone mad.’ Why am I so affected by him of all people? I tear my eyes away and snatch the cup Yara was sipping from like two seconds ago. She gasps as I down it in one go. It burns. It burns. My throat is on fire and my face probably just did a full grimace combo. Ugh. I hate alcohol. "What the fuck is that?" Yara throws her head back in laughter. “It may or may not be Everclear. Or maybe Fireball. Surprise!”

There are a lot of accounts under this name and I created them but as long as you see that logo that's similar to my F******k page and then the pictures of Meeting Mr Ice and my new upcoming book that's the profile. I will be dropping an update there as to when MEETING MR ICE 2 will be out and also when other books will be out. However, before then, a new book will be coming out on the 1st of June, 2023. The title is THE MANIAC SON OF A MAFIA. Pls, stay tuned until then because I promise that you will love this book. It will be very interesting as it's a high school-based one with rows of comic yet meaningful moments.

More gems=more chapters. . TBC