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STORY INTRO + CHAPTER 1 = READ FROM CHAPTER 55 on FLS ******** CHAPTER NINE: "MARIKA, MANUELA AND JERRY FUCKS MOM - CH 9.4" Warning: Heavy Incest Ahead, Not for faint-hearted! ******** Grace gulped, not wanting to lose a drop. She let the spunk spurt into her gullet as she slammed her mouth at his dick. She mauled his balls, then dropped her hand as he skewered her throat with a hard-punching jab.

Trigger warning: This chapter contains explicit scenes, readers discretion is advised ------ Alina Pov: The first time I opened my eyes, I saw a ceiling—dark wood, carved with symbols I didn’t recognize. I felt my body pressed against something soft, not the cold ground of the cave. Valerian’s face hovered over mine, his eyes with a look I couldn't decipher I couldn't move, my body was paralyzed, Cold, yet burning. The pain was suffocating, curling deep inside my chest until I couldn’t breathe. I didn’t want to, anyway. It felt like too much effort, what was happening to me?

She moved her hand on the bed searching for her father that’s when she felt the cold metallic surface. Frowning she opened her eyes and gasped, when she saw the infamous sliver knife under her fingers. She turned her head in a sudden movement and saw the killer sitting in the place where her father was. She opened her mouth to scream, but her voice caught in her throat and her heart beat violently against her chest. “SSSHHH!!!!” the killer said putting his gloved fingers on his masked lips and straddled her body, ready to attack her. Zara woke up with a jolt.

“Yes, yes, I'm fine. I just zoned out for a bit.” “That's okay.” Sabrina beamed. “I was just introducing you too. Alpha Xander this is Kieran and Kieran, this is Alpha Xander.” I found my eyes going back to the Alpha instinctively. What was I supposed to do? Bow? Shake him? What if I did neither of those? Would he have my head and give an order thaty remains be fed to the wolves if the wild? He could do all of that more because he was King. “It's a pleasure to meet you.” Xander spoke, his voice piercing through my many unanswered questions. “And welcome to Deathshade.”

It was obvious they had suffered and she would make sure that the person who did this suffered too. "Boss, we need to take her out now", a boy I hadn't heard enter the room, shouted over my growls. The child made the mistake of encasing his half-shifted hand onto my right shoulder, a warning. Without hesitation I was twisting under his arm and ensuring a steady grip around his throat, before throwing his back first onto the thick desk. His body weight crushing the last evidence of my murdered family beneath him. The thought enraged me more and I was about to rip his throat out, when I felt the first silver chain wrap around my chest, restricting my arms to my sides – burning through my skin.

-TRIGGER WARNING: This chapter covers rape and assault- * *MIKAYLA’S POV* Fluttering eyes slowly open to an unknown surrounding. Everything was blurry at first, before my focus became defined. My senses gradually returned to me. Darkness surrounds me and there is not much light in the room. Ouch! My head hurts and my neck feels sore.

Killian found himself alone in that vast place. His blank gaze fixed on the grave. Eyes... dead. The few words that lingered in his mind repeated themselves like a curse. He was cursed. Maybe. Just maybe. He had no one. He had lost everyone he loved, his mother, his father, and now his only little sister. He couldn’t protect her. The trees around him swayed gently, as if mourning with him. Dry leaves rustled in the quiet wind. Hours passed. Killian remained rooted to the same spot. His sister was truly dead. And with her, a piece of his soul had died that day. ________ The next chapter will continue the flashbacks. Enjoy!

My throat knots as the promises I made to Kaitlyn come flashing into my head. “It's over for you, Nikolai!” He spits out. I kept my head low, staring at the blood dropping from the slash on my neck. This isn't karma. This isn't going to be the end of me. Fuck the cops. He has killed the only one that made me keep him alive. I jerk my head and roll over as he fires the gun. I groan as the splinters pierce into my back. Horrified screams fill the hall, and Jesse's curse hits me as he gets ready to fire another one at me.

I killed people and it felt so good and I wasn't going to stop till I'm right qt the top, where no one can touch me. I slid into the car, my body instinctively pressing against the door, seeking some kind of barrier between me and everything I had just left behind. The engine rumbled to life, and the car began to move, but there was something—someone—beside me. I could feel the presence, but I refused to turn my head, not wanting to know who it was. My gaze stayed locked on the world outside, my mind replaying the screams over and over. The image of their tear-streaked faces, the desperate shaking of their heads, their silent pleas for mercy. But I didn’t stop. I couldn’t. I had already made

Warning: This chapter contains a death scene that some of you might find uncomfortable. I am sorry, but it is vital to the plot. Thank you! It is a known fact That Devilio rules The pack With an iron hand He however brings It up a notch By becoming Even more ruthless To break Kayola PenaciousShewa