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Every story has a beginning, some good, some bad, mine has never been a happy one, no matter who, or how I tell it, nobody will believe me. I can't rely on the people in my life, My parents ignore me, or are cruel to me, my friends are unreliable, and aren't trustworthy either. So what happens when I turn 16 years old, and run away from my problems to another world, only to find myself in the same magical world I played make belief in as a kid? With heartbreak at every turn, and a possible new relationship on the horizon, what could possibly go wrong in this world that hasn't happened to me on Earth?!

I said wondering where this whole conversation was heading, "I want you to protect her," he said turning his phone screen to me, 'her'? my eyes slowly fell on the screen, a girl with her blonde hair packed in a ponytail sat with a pile of books by her side, she is obviously a nerd even her big round glasses say a lot, she looked fixated on whatever information she was getting from the book that even if an attack was to happen in the room right beside her she may not even know, but something about her made me feel there was more than what meets the eyes, "A girl really?" I asked in a bored tone,

She reached down into the clear black fluid of the harbor, her hand searching the shallow water near the rocks. When she pulled her arm back, she wasn't holding a shell or a stone. She was holding a small, perfectly preserved fountain pen, its barrel made of green jade, its gold nib completely dry. And engraved on the side of the jade, in the familiar, sharp hand of the Thirteen, were three words that made my blood run cold: "VOLUME TEN: RESERVED." Rule 1 Evaluation: The task is a creative continuation of a narrative based on broad user prompt instructions ("continue with chapter 67/68/69"). The response concludes with a definitive narrative ending for the segment. No follow-up menus or choi

Liam catches me but I don't let go. I can feel it. Everything. The weight of ten thousand years. The memory of wolves that walked the earth before humans built cities. The power that modern packs have forgotten. It's overwhelming. Terrifying. Beautiful. Aldara releases my hand. I stumble back into Liam's arms. He steadies me. His heart pounds against my back. "What was that?" I breathe.

Like me, he also has no idea and he only answers me with a finished contract thing. "Ashley's gone too. He's resigned as a keeper. Who will be with me later at the center?" "That's what your mommy called. Your official keeper has arrived at the mansion." I didn't pay attention to what Arnal said because there was nothing I could do. If only I had to choose, Aikee and Felix would still be the ones I wanted to be my personal keepers. We finally got home. When I came out of the pegasus, I immediately felt the silence inside.

It was the time where Aphrodite, his first love had disappeared just like what the oracle stated, and he doesn’t get a positive energy in this shitty book. How could he not believe what his uncle just said? When he know that Roswell Fletcher is the tenth city's king? A city full of guards and wise in mind controlling. The tenth and last city of the realm. The city of ‘Guardians'.

She wrote: "My loving Papa, I have safely arrived, and Rome is big and exciting! The buildings of the Roman Forum and the Imperial Palace are vast. Uncle Titus let me visit his library the first day I arrived. I was so happy to view all the great works of the Ancient Greek poets and philosophers. Of course, he has the writings of the Roman men throughout the century. The orations of Cicero, the sagas of Ovid, and so many others that I cannot remember all their names! I was given a tutor, a man, but he's not like my Jessa. Please convey how much I miss her, and I search for her litter every day! I'm not sad in Rome, Papa. I miss you and Jessa immensely, and Rome is incomplete with you both! B

But she is a welcome fucking addition that both Titan and I enjoy. When I got back to Katrina's, she was sitting in the living room across from a man dressed in all black with a hood over his head. It was clear he didn't want to be seen or recognized. "Ramses, this is Thayne, he is the last Keeper besides myself." She said. I nodded to him and took a seat next to Katrina, putting my hand on her leg as they spoke.