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I say, stepping around her to walk down the hall toward the engineering hallway. "Where you off to, Orphan? Off to manage another nerd convention?" Melanie says while cackling like she just made the funniest joke known to man. "Wow, that was truly original, Melanie. Did you think of that all by yourself?" I ask, my voice dripping with sarcasm. "Of course, duh!" she replies, and holy Goddess, is this girl dumb? I don't understand how she is the daughter of the Gamma and his female because she is fucking dumb. Even her twin, Matt, isn't this stupid.

She stopped walking and slowly opened her eyes. A familiar scene of hellish flames welcomed Morrigan when she opened her eyes, but this time she was standing in the middle of a living hell, dressed in dull colors of maroon, on her shoulders there draped in a heavy velvet cape. She could feel herself being paralyzed right where she is standing as the flames continue to swallow her whole surrounding. Tall walls of flames encircled around her, creating a huge barrier where there is no way of escape. The flames grew bigger and brighter it hurts her eyes, and as if the wails and groans she heard earlier are whispers of some demonic chants that slowly lingers in her mind. Everywhere she looks it i

Nicholas. Melanie felt dizzy hearing him speak about Nicholas finding his mate, she held on tightly to the door. She felt a strange energy within her, she couldn't really tell what it was, but she knew she wasn't the same person who stepped into the ward a few minutes ago. Within her was this strange confidence that she could make Nicholas conscious, she walked out of the ward waiting for Mr. Escobar to leave. Melanie walked back to the reception pretending to be asleep, as she awaited Mr. Escobar's exit. Mr. Escobar cried his eyes out, his eyes were teary and red, "Come back quickly Nicholas". He wiped his tears away and left the ward. Melanie saw him leave but decided to wait a lit

Kristi was moaning so loud she pulled his hair when Benjamin sucked her n*pples while entrusting his finger inside her. "Moan my name, Kristi," Benjamin ordered. "Ahh! Sh*t Benjamin," she shouted when she reached her climax. Benjamin looked at her juices and tasted them. He smirked when he saw her weak face. "I will help you to wash your body, Miss Ice," he sweetly told her. Kristi closed her eyes but she smiled. "Thank you," she says, making Benjamin smile too. "There's nothing free in this world Miss Ice, and I want to f*ck you endlessly until you can't walk anymore," Benjamin's vulgar words make her body tingle in excitement.

Chapter eight. Subtitle: her firebird. ** Melanie's POV ** I winced in pains as my eyes flew open. My head hurt and my eyes where painful and burning as if a fire was set upon them. I was laying on the dirty, dusty ground of the lonely dangerous desert where I remember was the last place I was before fainting. I made to sit up when I realised a shocking thing has happened to me. I wasn't human anymore. I was feeling how huge and disastrous I was even without anyone showing me or looking in the mirror.

I had been present for his argument with Chloe, so my testimony was valuable. I handed him the audio recording I had made. He was so shocked after listening to it. Even if I no longer wanted anything to do with him, I didn't want the real criminals to go free. During the trial, Chloe spoke eloquently until Daniel played the recording. After that, she fell silent. She was taken away, screaming at us as she went. "Daniel, you scumbag! Don't think you'll be safe just because I'm locked up! When I get out, I'll make you regret it!"

Elmer had originally been excited, but now, smelling the lingering scent of Archer and Camille's intimacy in the air, he felt like he'd lost his appetite. "Pass," Elmer grunted. Melanie, however, just smiled. She leaned in and whispered a few technical specs about the engine's high-frequency performance into his ear. With her sharp werewolf vision, she had caught details in the data flickers that the average person would have missed. "You sure you don't want to try it?" she teased, raising an eyebrow. Elmer stared at her, whispering in shock, "How do you know those numbers?" Melanie rubbed her nose and gave a mischievous wink. "I accidentally caught a glimpse when they were moving the files

“Of course I do! She’s my daughter.” For a moment, I almost believe her. For a moment, I’m almost relieved to think that she might actually love Hazel after all. “But I’ve been going through a lot,” she continues, and the illusion shatters. Melanie doesn’t care about anybody but herself. “I’ve been going through a lot, but I’m doing the work, you know? I’m figuring a lot of stuff out. Stuff that I wish I could have figured out a long time ago, so that I never would have hurt you the way I did. I wish, I mean…I wish I could undo those things, Xavi I know I fucked up, and I’m sorry.”

Elijah watched, not understanding what she would do, until Melia took a deep breath and reached her hand towards the flame without touching it. Elijah's brow unfurrowed, his eyes widened, and his mouth did the same. When Melia brought her hand closer to the candle, she noticed how her hand started turning red, and the tips of her fingers began to wrinkle slightly, much like a piece of paper crinkles when near fire. She could see her veins, which were not of a normal color but rather a neutral shade of red that descended until it reached where she had rolled up her sleeve. She felt like she had seen enough until she saw her wrist literally catch fire. Melia quickly withdrew her hand, emitting

Smart move. Melanie let out a harsh laugh, dragging her fingers through her perfectly styled curls until they stood on end. Her eyes were glazed over with something unhinged, and her voice, oh, her voice sounded like it belonged to someone who hadn’t slept in days. “You don’t understand.” She whispered, then louder, “You never understood!” She stopped pacing and turned to face us, her eyes practically glowing with something unholy. “I loved him.” Her voice cracked, “So damn much. I would have died for him. Given him everything. Do you know what it feels like to crave someone so much that it hurts to breathe when they’re not around?”