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continued Stephan "no, more than scared like that!" Cally exclaimed as she stopped her hands that had been exploring the keyboard in front of her "like what?" exclaimed Stephan "it's the fear of someone who is trusted but must be a disaster, to be under pressure!" said Cally Stephan nodded, she immediately busied herself again facing the monitor screen. Hacking all the data about Mr.Clark that might give them a clue of this mission. Which if to be honest, the mission given to them this time was really a gray moment. In the sense of not having a bright spot, they just follow orders without knowing what they will face. One thing is certain, that their enemy is something terrible and dangerous.

Everyone recognized it immediately! “Boss, this…” Inferno picked up the notebook and stared at it. His face turned red from embarrassment. An elementary school student’s notebook? Even if Chase was the chief instructor, there was no need to humiliate them that way. Was he hinting at everyone that they were no better than an elementary school student? Inferno was not the only one thinking this. The three other Heavenly Kings saw the notebook clearly as well. They were all meridian-opening masters and still had good eyesight.

I looked down at Dalton’s business card lying between us on the table, my stomach tightening, “I’ll play his game.” Ryan followed my gaze and saw the card. Inferno. I swallowed hard. Just the name made something cold settle in my chest. Inferno is the most exclusive and dangrous clubhouse in Skyline City. Its a place where the elite sealed deals in shadows, where people wore masks not just on their faces but in their intentions. I’d heard scary stories. About how people carry out their twisted desires there too. But tonight, I’d be walking into it. Alone. Ryan leaned forward, voice low and tense. “If he touches you—”

I certainly didn’t feel like this before I was ambushed. “It’s just a mild sedative and some concoction that has been passed down through generations… it stops you from shifting. I honestly had no idea if it would work,” He continued on, taking a step back, as if examining me. “but by the looks of you… it did…. We call it Inferno. I’m sure you can guess why.” He looked down on me as if he expected me to answer. My eyelids are heavy, so I close them as he continues to speak. “The word Inferno is said to have come from the Latin Language. A word used to describe the lower world, or the lower parts of Hell. Fire.” I licked my lips, feeling the split skin against my tongue. What is that, blood I

Slowly, they packed the unfilled grave. The old man held his hands to his back. Stared at the freshly dug soils. All these years, he lived behind the shadows of Nathalia. Hiding from the morbid influence of his kind. It's time to step out of the dark. To tell a story, Lucifer: Untold. *** WASHINGTON D.C. FBI HEADQUARTERS

His greatest fear for the day was waiting for him inside, and there was no way he could avoid confronting it. Ethan turned off the ignition and reclined in the chair. What if he explained to Alethia that he didn't see much, would that prevent the awkwardness that was waiting for him inside? But would Alethia believe him? He wouldn't have believed himself anyway, not when he'd taken his time to register every detail of her body so that by now he could describe what her nakedness looked like without leaving out a single detail.

A blood-curdling scream came from the furnace. That was how I'd died in my past life, and I couldn't help feeling vindicated as I watched Summer suffer the same fate. The fire ate her up. She'd left blood all over the furnace before her death because she'd tried to claw her way out. Terence stood there, looking like he was admiring a painting. Once Summer was incinerated, he turned to look at Jean. "It's your turn now."

This part will be the hardest to say and I don’t know if I can look him in the eyes when I reveal what happened. “Anger festered so deeply inside that I knew I needed an outlet before I exploded. Everyone knows that vampires have the strongest resistance to phoenix fire, even if we don’t know or understand why. So naturally I wound up at the Den in Okanallies. I was invited in with open arms and immediately started to drink my pain and nerves away. I had never let another touch me, but I knew I needed the release. So I drank and I drank until a stranger came over and drank with me. He was perfect, at least through my drunken haze he was. A handsome yet meaningless fuck. Someone to ease the f

But no, she left him there and now, he's dead. He died without her telling him she's forgiven him for what he tried to do. He died with the guilt of his actions and she's to be blamed for it. No one else but herself. "Keira Logan....almost nineteen years old and you're a student of Camden university..."The taller one of the plaid shirted men, listed endlessly, staring into the file he was holding.

Why would he--- I spotted something else on the floor that was wrapped with a piece of white paper written in black ink and of course my eyes couldn't avoid it. It read, Hello Caesar. It's Nat Nat. You can see how our daughter has grown so much and I can't wait for her to meet you. I wouldn't be fair to deny Anley the love of a father. And also, this SD card contains all the wrong contents I took six or so years ago. I want you to have it and I assure you that's the only copy. It's in your possession now, destroy or do whatever you want with it. I'm sorry again.