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Necromancers are still able to hurt and kill me by using their physical strength. "Everyone! Once we will land, stay on one side and never step out of the barrier!" Elijah shouted in alarm. I heard in Avalone, he was the only one who attacked the necromancers and no sentinels came close because it was dangerous. But it was inevitable that someone else was hit by the physical strength of the necromancers but they did not eat the souls of the victims. Instead, poison clings to their wounds. Everyone answered loudly. I was nervous and Sushi didn't move away from me. His golden eyes are flaring and ready to kill if someone will pounce at me or mean harm.

He wanted to extinguish the fire he claimed to see in me. No. The thought was quiet at first, a whisper in the wreckage. But it grew louder, stronger, resonating with a part of me that was older and deeper than my fear. No. I thought about the kids at the center. The kids who came from nothing, who had been told their entire lives they were worthless. The kids who fought and scraped and clawed for every single scrap of dignity and hope they could find. I remembered a fifteen-year-old girl named Maria, whose father had sold her for drug money, who had walked into the center with a black eye and a baby on her hip, yet still managed a smile that could light up a room. I remembered a boy named R

Rhys. Three brothers with eyes like night and power that hums in the air around them. They rule Denver’s underground. Their names whispered with both reverence and fear. Ruthless. Unreachable. Untouchable. Until Alex crashes into their world. A wrong door. A desperate escape. One encounter that should have ended in disaster becomes a collision course with fate. Because when her family is forced to relocate for her grandfather’s funeral, Alex discovers the unthinkable truth: those same three men, the ones who saved her, and branded her mind with fear and forbidden desire, are her step uncles.

This book is dedicated to Bukade—my awesome friend who's helped me very very much in the creation of this book, and Favour Edem, too—my first love, for taking her time to explain stuffs about Werewolves, and Vamps, and Witches to me. For all those looking into my book, Omega, which by the way is entering the ‘Mate the Alpha’ contest, I am quite optimistic that this book will be worth your time and you will enjoy every bit of it. ❤️

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It not only tracked my location but also stole all my data and messages. It even copied every single text conversation. That was how Alice befriended all the same people I had in my contacts. She read my chats, figured out what they liked, and then pretended she shared those same interests. Those idiots actually thought they found their soulmates, so of course, they dumped me and went running to Alice. As for Isaac, I never had him on my phone in the first place. Mom was always the one talking to him for me. Hence, Alice did not even know he existed and could not mess with him.

she says in a desperate, urgent tone. “That is someone Alpha Kai has been looking for for a long time.” He says, shaking his head and crossing his arms. “Watch what happens to BloodCrest traitors, Nova, and learn well. This is not simply a pack of brothers running the city’s underbelly - there’s a reason Alpha Kai is known as The Beast of New York.” Hey, that line makes me feel proud as hell to be a Volkov. I turn my attention to my brothers and see the murderous look on Kai’s face when he approaches Vanya.

Amy couldn't believe Jonah Parker pulled her name out and now both of them were to work together. She felt the look of the other girls on her, and she knew it wasn't because they were happy for her. She was thankful none of them had laser eyes or she would be dead already, as all their looks were icy and somehow murderous.

Two minutes later, Zach walked into the most luxurious room in the club with blood all over his hand but none on his suit or his crisp white shirt. Big Al was reduced to a stammer as he stared at the man making himself comfortable across the table from him. “Who... How...Who...” He could not formulate the right question to ask this strangely calm man. “Are you here to kill me?” He finally asked once he had gotten control over his tongue. “No,” Zach answered calmly, “As I said, am here to talk.” He poured himself a glass of wine after wiping the blood off his hand using the paper towels on the table. “I am simply here to claim on my investment.”

I was late morning when Tristan entered the room pulling my head of the book, I looked at him in slight amazement. “We have the conference call in twenty minutes.” He greeted stepping into the room as I looked up. “What?” He asked and I held up the book. “Tristan, this book.” I stated not really knowing how to explain it. “It’s a novel, just a story that I found in the library, but it’s based on a family of werewolves, the two daughters, twins, were born with a special gift, they could produce fire and ice.” I uttered and watched as his brows rose. “They later became joint alphas of the their pack. Do you think this could be the story of the alpha twins that we were looking for?”