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she said angrily "What is the authority playing at?" Sebestian asked as he clicked on another file, a male Beta, unmated, transferred, similar symptoms to Anna. He flicked back to the first file as the name Anna rang a bell, putting it together when he saw the name, Rong. Rong from JuJu "come out from the shadows?" he muttered to himself.

“Yuki Snow.” The equivalent of Kyle with the guardian God Capricorn, its image follows different from the reflection and shard of her existence, as HE continues. “Nariko, Arashi, twin of the guardian God Gemini.” Holding the image and shard that Gilbert and Nate hold as the reflection of them, HE utters the rest of their name, yet hides the succeeding guardian Gods as HE names. “Hinata, Kyoko, Haru, Daikichi, Sapphire, Arata, Levi, and the two important ones.”

Kade growls warningly but the blonde just laughs. "Don't be like that, I just thought you'd like to know who's going to be looking after your mate when you're dead." Kade turns towards him and the guy just lifts a gun, pointing it straight at my forehead and carries on talking as though he isn't. "I'm Jeff by the way. You've got to tell me, is she a good fuck? I've seen you two at it a couple of times and I've got to say, she looks like she knows what she's doing. I don't mind a bit of dominance between the sheets. I'm thinking she could ride me all night long, what do you reckon?"

“May I know your name?” He looked at me with a slight surprise in his eyes. "I’m Mizuki Ishikawa." “Mizuki?” I asked him. “So, that means you are Japanese.” “Why? Do I look Korean to you?” He smirked. “Well, surprise. Because I am not.” I smiled as his name lingered on my lips, “Mizuki.”

But, I'll spare you some experiences. The first mission was a direct order from the IW Senate President. [Named: Shiku Itikito Occupation: CEO of the number one technology maker in japan and also a Yakuza Leader who sells drugs in different parts of Japan. Mission: Infiltrate and kill Shiku Itikito] Shiku Itikito is one of the twelve Ronins of japan and also a former IW Senator. He broke the rules when he started shipping the drugs to Asia. All IW Senators have voted and agreed with the mission. The reward would be 500 IW Tokens.

Kathleen thought. “Ah... hi?” “You’re Kathleen, right?” Her brows twitched. “Y-Yes, why?” He nodded. “My name is Takumi Takahashi, Shane’s senior psychiatrist. And I have something to tell you.” “About what?” She saw his Adam’s apple rolled. “About Shane.”

But who would have thought the person who gave me that drink was a man who cared about me. "Eh, miss. If you disgust me, I can accompany you here until your friend returns. Just think of it as an apology for my first brother. Sorry, I'm a little stubborn. Anyway, my name is Kazexian. He is the first brother's name is Kim, this is his second brother's name is Kanzuka, this is his third brother's name is Kazame. I am the last brother, Kazexian. What is your name?" said Kazexian introducing himself.

His voice sounded vaguely familiar to Eira but she couldn’t quite place it. "Yes, but at least have pity on your opponents and make sure not to beat them into a pulp. You almost killed him today" another voice came from behind them but the owner of the voice was not visible. Eira strained her neck trying to see who it was in the behind when Armando turned around his face now visible to you. She gasped loudly. The face belonged to none other than, Sorin Kim. The gasp drew everyone's attention including Sorin and as her eyes locked with his brown ones, millions of curses came to her mind.

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I didn’t even know the man personally, and yet, here I was, dreading even meeting him. “But there is something that you are going to need to know if you are to be an ally, Donatello.” Alessandro said, looking out the window as the plane touched the ground. My heart raced, and I watched as my mate stood on his feet, hanging up before the door opened. The fact that the pilot didn’t even taxi, and I knew that it was because of the men who were waiting for him. A man entered, the scar on his face was one that made my stomach churn. His tattoos could be seen on his hand, and I raised an eyebrow when Alessandro extended his hand to shake.