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she demanded. “Even if you’ve managed to beat me, you’ll never beat Kami.” Jessica chuckled weakly, releasing her hold onto her chest, and allowing her bloodied hand to fall by her side. “This battle…is Raven’s Gate’s victory.” She coughed harshly, hacking up some blood. She then looked in Yuri’s direction, and smirked weakly. “I’ll…be waiting for you in Hell…” Jessica’s eyes then slid shut, and her chin fell onto her chest, her breathing having stopped completely.

energy. I checked in, confirmed my shift, kept my phone powered off, and rode the elevator up feeling like I was entering an aquarium where the fish were celebrities and I was the person responsible for keeping the tank calm. When I opened the door to Unit 1708, I expected the post event slump again. I did not expect to hear a very normal, very teenage noise: A video game explosion. I stepped inside and followed the sound into the living room. Jace was on the couch with a controller in his hands, hoodie on, cap off, hair messy in a “I exist” way. His leg bounced with concentration. On the screen: some racing game with neon tracks and dramatic sound effects.

“But Jamie loved Ellie, too. And she’s dead. He didn’t get to be with her.” I wasn’t expecting her to say something so morbid. It caught me off guard. I had to think for a second. My response wasn’t as clever as maybe it could’ve been. “This is different. You’re both practically immortal. You’re not going to die for a really long time, and he’s gonna live forever. So that gives him as long as it takes to get back to you.” “But I don’t want to wait that long....”

never utter this word death!” Ellen’s heart clenches listening to the word death; it is working as an irritating agent for him. “Everything will be alright.” He pulls her head back and places a soft kiss on her forehead, but Judy grins when something naughty plays on her mind. “A little joke won’t hurt anything,” she thinks internally. “Umm Ellen, if I die, please don’t cry cause it’ll hurt even more and get married to a beautiful girl and give my baby lots of love.” Judy starts to laugh loudly, which pisses him off, and his aura darkens in no time, which is able enough to make her gulp. "Ah, I was just joking. Don’t take it seriously.” She grins at him sheepishly and lowers her gaze. “Do y

Grey got more and more worried and touched James on the arm, but his boss left the room right away. "SIR!" Grey yelled in shock and ran outside to catch James. James stopped in front of the lobby and looked like he was going to cry. "What is wrong?" Please tell me something!" Funeral Home, New York The door for Delilah and James was opened by Grey as he got out of the white Armormax Cherokee Trailhawk SUV. They are going to the funeral of Jayden Lin, who was killed last night and was the supreme boss of the Golden Dragon.

"Help! Where am I? I want to go home!" I heard a woman screaming. As I crawled up from the ground, the system announcement sounded from the speakers. "Welcome, honored players. Congratulations on being selected to join the Death Game. This instance, named 'Deserted Island Amusement Park,' is rated nine stars in difficulty. Players, do your best to stay alive." As the sound of the announcement faded, the phones of the more than 20 people present lit up simultaneously, mine included.

****** Aria POV The scent of his tobacco smoke filled the back of the SUV, heavy and suffocatingly familiar. I forced myself not to react, keeping my eyes fixed on the digital schematics Zero was feeding to my wrist terminal. Malakai was circling the truth like a shark sensing blood in the water. He didn't have the final proof —he couldn't possibly fathom that the fragile, broken girl he had rescued from a staged syndicate purge was actually the mythical assassin Ghost. To him, Ghost was a historical nightmare, a weapon utilized by the older generation of syndicates. He had no idea I had used the civilian cover story to permanently escape that blood-soaked life, only for his own possessivene

Ethan kept pulling me along, never letting go of my arm, his steps sure and steady despite the chaos around us. We made it out of the building, and that’s when the full weight of what had just happened hit me. I had been so close to death—so close to losing everything. Ethan’s hand left my arm, but I could feel the shift in the air between us. There was no time to talk, no time to process, because the battle was far from over. The infected were relentless, and we had to retreat to the extraction point. --- We barely made it back to the rendezvous point in time. The team regrouped, covering each other’s backs as the infected continued to charge at us. I was exhausted, my body trembling from t

I paused before continuing, "You acted the same way in our past life. You had me wrapped around your finger with your honeyed words, even though you were telling everyone else that you were going to protect Riley. You swindled me out of all my resources and locked me in a warehouse to await death." Panic flickered in Frank's eyes as he seemed to recall a vague memory. However, the system didn't give him the time that he needed to sift through his hazy memories. His body disappeared in the next second. "Frank Gideon has died. His teleportation skill can be claimed." Riley and I didn't move an inch. After all, Frank's skill was utterly useless to us. … On the seventh day, the system deployed a

"Fierro, why is your face doesn’t have a mark?" He raised his eyebrow. "Huh?" “N-nevermind . . .” I lowered my gaze. I was just hallucinating. “Are you still dreaming, Maximaze? Wake yourself up first” He sighed, approached me, and laid the tray on my bed. I gazed beside me. There was sunlight. "Maybe . . .” I sighed. “Maybe I was just dreaming—no, those were memories,” I whispered. More than a decade ago, I became the Death Judge. I, Maximaze Lativitus Park, was the youngest Death Judge in history. Having this title helped me learn more about the world. As I gathered more experiences, more nightmares started to haunt me.