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“I choose myself first. These twins are mine. I will raise them here while I train and learn the truth about my blood. No one owns me.” Damon nodded slowly. “Then train with me. I will help you grow stronger.” Kael’s eyes darkened. “This is not over. I will return.” He shifted into his big black wolf and ran back into the woods. The pack started to leave, whispering loudly. Cassandra blinked at me, giving one hateful look at me as she left That night, after my twin pups fell asleep with Scarlett, I met Damon in the deepest woods. Moonlight lit the side of the woods where we had been together before.

His head snaps towards my direction his empty grey eyes stare at me I jump scared tripping on the bedside table that makes a loud bang falling on my butt I could hear heavy footsteps rushing this way I hurry picked up the table and rush the way I came as I slide the window shut I hear the door open "Repbisni ti emirale" i hurry to say not caring if I was heard or not, I run as fast as my legs could take me,my whole body buzzing,I jump through the portal falling on my knees my legs turned jelly as I emptied my stomach of it's contents on the sand suddenly breathing felt hard every breath feeling like poison,my eyes widened in realization KIMORA had returned…

I grabbed my phone and booked two tickets to Switzerland. But the hardest part was still ahead: How do I convince Paige to leave everything behind with me? And more importantly... how do I get her to believe that Death itself wants her? PAIGE’S POV My heart pounded with panic. I was late—and the silence in the car was deafening. Keres gripped the wheel tightly, eyes straight ahead, jaw clenched. He hadn’t said a word since I got in. “I’m really sorry,” I finally whispered, breaking the silence.

EMMA He must have seen or felt the fear I now had running through me, as he whispers in a slightly rougher tone than Master Jeremiah, "Relax my pet. I will not hurt you. I am Kiaan, thanks to our time in Bardgatory. I am to Jeremiah like Odette is to you. You are as much my beloved as Jeremiah is Odette's mate. I am sorry for what we did and we will make it up to you over and over again, but as you can feel, I needed a deeper connection to you."

He waved a hand in the air and a cloud of mist appeared before them. ‘This is the way to seoul.’ the guardians beckoned. It was king Emre who went first, keeping his sword in place before he walked into it. The rest did so taking cautious steps. At last they apparitioned atop a somewhat dilapidated bridge. The atmosphere was wintry with dark, foggy clouds and lava erupting below. There were a cacophony of screams below. The men held the banisters and watched down, shocked. There were throngs of people below, who were constantly blown away by the active volcano. They screamed and begged. It was an epitome of the biblical dark room where one is allowed to know crushing pain and suffocating da

"Damien, what's wrong? What's going on?" He closed his eyes and shook his head from side to side. "Nothing is wrong. Nothing has ever been more right then it is at this moment." Damien put his hands on the sides of her face then pulled her to his lips. He kissed her gently as he wrapped his arms around her again and they disappeared into a black mist. Hey Readers!! Follow me on Facebook Jessica White Author Page IG @author_j_white TikTok@authorjwhite

DAMIEN I had noticed her the moment she was dragged into the throne room. Even in chains, the daughter of a criminal, Rosalia Muller commanded attention—not with the practiced grace of our court ladies, but with something far more intriguing. Her dark red hair caught the light filtering through the stained glass, creating a halo of crimson around her face. There was a wild beauty in her desperation, in the way she held herself despite everything crumbling around her.

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“It looks like the opposite to me.” He had no idea what a Dema was, but regardless of everything, he still saw no reason why anyone should be murdered this way. Nimah’s eyes were closed. She was knocked out before being brought here. To the very place, their kind met with the great one, who bestowed upon them the powers. According to Damon’s Father, the founder of the Dema kind had saved a supernatural being that was one day in distress and so much pain, and in return, the being of beyond asked that he ask for anything. Gamba requested that he be powerful, unique, and untouchable, and it was so.

Emma Hilda jumps up and down, waving at us, while Pansi is standing next to her with his arms crossed. “Everything alright?” He asks with a smug smirk. “I see that none of you has been transformed into a bug.” Kai pushes out a sarcastic laugh and walks directly to the car, gesturing to Ace to hurry up. “We were close, though. She wasn’t amused at all.” “No wonder,” Pansi huffs, loosening his grip. “Show me one person who would want to have two jackass demons in their home.”