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“Uppercut Slap!” Zayn shouted. His aura was so powerful that it could penetrate the clouds. The sky was echoing with loud, rumbling noises, as if his voice had startled the gods up in heaven. Zayn had countered with Ezra’s trump card. At that moment, green veins bulged on his right arm. His arm, flushed from his boiling blood, instantly turned green-black. The ferocious green veins on his arms looked like centipedes!

After expanding her territory and trading in today's crystal cores, she now had 18,045 points! She tapped the screen and immediately bought the thing she'd been eyeing for weeks—an AK rifle. When it materialized in front of her, Hayley felt an almost ridiculous sense of satisfaction. What a beauty. She finally got her hands on it! Then, she remembered—there was that special store that cost 5,000 points to unlock. She opened it. As soon as the interface loaded, she noticed that every item had a timer counting down. The first thing on the list caught her attention immediately—it was marked in gold.

Dressed entirely in black, his cold expression was added by a scar on his right eye. "Beelzebub, we won't go easy on you," Matthew declared with conviction. I was shocked that such a demon could possess such striking looks. Continuation Request Preview Novel — AlphaNovel Writer

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he smiled as he watched my face closely. I opened the box and it was the latest model of a mobile phone, I am sure it costs more than what I could earn in a year or two for that matter. It was expensive as shit, “I… Zane I can’t take this,” I said as I touched the display of the expensive phone.

The silence presses in around me. I swing my legs over the side of the bed and stand, rolling my shoulders once before moving toward the washroom. The water is warm. Hot even. Skyless Keep either had freezing water or no water. I stand under it longer than I mean to, letting it run over my skin, over scars I don't look at too closely. Clean doesn't feel like mine yet. Neither does this place. When I step out, I dry off quickly, pulling on the cadet uniform piece by piece. It fits. Too well. Like I belong here. Like I was always meant to end up here.

She really shouldn’t let him get to her, but in that way, he reminded her of Cadon, always clawing right beneath the surface of her skin. Wearing the scandium skin, as Emma had taken to calling it, under his uniform, Zane looked a little more stealthy than usual. He had a face shield that he would put on, too, once they arrived. Emma had done plenty of testing to make sure that the materials were what they needed to be to fight the new bullets.

Nef and Ron were already on the way towards their table. Zion rubbed his brows as he felt a sudden pain but there was no choice to follow the hungry friends. With their tummies, their eyes were also hungry and thirsty and that thirst can only be quenched by looking at the hot girls. When the girls saw them, they were over the cloud nine. Zion is no less than Roman or Greek God. Slightly tanned skin, dark eyes, dark hair, tall height, perfectly balanced and muscled body, high IQ, a heir of the top IT company of the country, in short he is perfect in every way and a dream guy of every girl.

She was gripping a silver blade so tightly her knuckles were white, the metal gleaming dangerously in the light. Without a moment of hesitation, Sylvara launched herself off the roof, cutting through the night air like a hawk. She landed with a heavy thud directly in front of Zayla, but Zayla didn’t even flinch. As Sylvara looked closer, she realized Zayla’s eyes were completely black, no iris, no white, just a terrifying void.

Danial’s eyes widened. Zyler’s face was like something out of a nightmare. A deep, jagged scar ran from his left temple across his forehead to the right. His skin was pale, almost sickly, but it only highlighted his glowing crimson pupils, which pulsed with eerie energy. His sclera remained white, only making the red pupils more unnerving.