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the King counters, clearly stunned. Nolan clears his throat and bows respectfully. “I’m a hybrid. My mother was a witch, but my father turned her into a wolf, creating the first hybrid with the help of magic and some deadly potions crafted by his lab scientists.” He lets out a frustrated sigh, the weight of his memories pressing down on him.

Regardless of who they were, if they reflected the bloodline, they would be killed to ensure the pureness. My marriage with Nathan and me being Donatello’s sister ensured that there was peace between both wolf kinds; however, if they find out that mum, me, or the kids were carrying hybrid blood, or if one of us reflects that, then we were in more trouble than we could handle. I handed Nathan the book that I was reading. It was one of vampires and witches. The scrolls were old enough to have been destroyed ages ago, but being under a spell, they remained intact and would remain intact regardless of who tried to destroy them.

I wished everything could just go back to the way it was. My name still remains Lorenzo Nolan, a Gamma with one of the best fighting skills and techniques as a female. Brought up in a family where skills and power mattered more than anything, I was forced to get up and become strong and powerful. Being powerful didn't make me ugly like some of the girls; instead, beauty flowed through my veins, giving me curves that could make any man weak in the knees.

As he was in the doorway with the knob in his hand, he turned his head. “I'll just say this once, Saga. Don't you dare help those two families any deeper. The girl you're looking for is Hugo Supernova's prey. She is a holy blooded wolvire.” Saga gasped, his eyes staring at his father without blinking. Mrs. Adrian stood up and said, “You don't need to worry anymore because INDICENT must have helped them. Just shut up and don't get into trouble. We don't want anything to happen to you, all right?”

THE VILLIAN Written By: Rosapearl ✍ Synopsis✍ Olivia Smith is Clifford college most popular girl, she is the envy of the girls and a sight for a sore eyes of the guys. she is from a average family. her parent run a restaurant in town. she is beautiful, alluring, intelligent, bold, confident, sexy, gracious and a nerd. she has everyone attention when she walks. Her big glass and back pack always look funny thou. Miller Jill is a jerk, hot guy with a athletic build body, he look like he is in his twenties even in his seventeenth. He love playing around and teasing. He has been Olivia Smith best friend since grade one.

She believed he was either a fallen angel, a wilderness spirit, or an anomaly, since his origin was unknown, obscure in mist and fog — something even she, the holy maiden, couldn't foretell. “Lead the way,” Azael's voice came out bitingly cold as he ordered Butler Thomas. “Yes, my Lord.” Butler Thomas felt relieved, his respect for Miss Lynette deepening for saving him, even though she hadn't lifted a finger. He now believed Miss Lynette must be his lucky star. Though he was happy his Lord had found his fated one, he also hoped Miss Lynette would be able to accommodate his Lord. Because he knew how possessive and clingy vampires were of their mates, especially the fated ones.

"A crude girl leading a collection of broken strays and timber-workers. Did you truly believe your 'Awakening' was a secret to the capital?" "You were an Arbitrator of the Shield, Trevor," Natalia spat, her fangs lengthening as she stopped ten paces from the base of the platform. The royal marrow inside her chest was thrumming with a violent, agonizing velocity, recognizing his scent—he carried the same bloodline marker as the elders who had sold her at Oakhaven. "You were supposed to defend the cradle. Instead, you sat in this cellar and taught humans how to boil your own ancestors for coin."

the pinnacle of his bloodline. Here, he was just product inventory. And he wasn't even the premium version. "Lies," Valerius hissed, his voice sounding wet. "This is a trick. The Council planted these. Illusions!" He slashed at the glass of tank V-749. The reinforced polymer didn't break, but it scratched. "I am unique! I am the Pureblood!"

Nolan said "That's not what I'm trying to say, he is neither a werewolf nor vampire." "So what is he? A yeti?" Nolan joked "A demon." Lucia answered Nolan began laughing thinking Lucia was joking "That's one of the funniest things I've heard in a while Esmeralda. That's really funny." "It's not a joke Nolan." Lucia said "I don't understand." "He is a demon prince." Lucia said "Wait let me get you straight he is a demon like from an alternate universe?"

“He is the best of both.” That wasn’t the answer Ophelia waited for. “Noah was born human,” Nymeria elaborated. “But he also has a wolve’s blood coursing through his veins. It might not be pure like the other shifters. But, it’s enough for him to bond with a wolf. Christopher. I think that’s his name.”