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It tries to send the memory through her knees, her hands, her throat. Maya lets it arrive. Then she steps left. The dead follow sound and motion. They do not think. They do not plan. They do not fake low and attack high. They are patient appetite in a ruined suit. “Behind?” she whispers. Clear within twenty feet, LUS says. “Lovely.” The dead man reaches. Maya lets him commit, shifts inside the arc, hooks her foot behind his ankle, and drives the crowbar hard into the side of his knee.

****before I start this next chapter I just wanted to send out a thank you to one of my readers. The last few days since I updated The Dhampir I was struggling a severe anxiety attack. I felt like I was drowning, but I was able to get through it. I wouldn't have gotten through it without the comforting comments. I just want you all to know that words carry meaning, rather they be good or bad they still leave an impact. So without further ado here is the next chapter. Enjoy****

WATCH OUT FOR PART 3 AUTHOR’S NOTE: Just as Book 1 set the stage for Book 2, Book 3 lays the foundation for Book 4, which will wrap up the entire series. What this means is: Book 3 is not just a continuation—it is a whole new beginning. A fresh buildup. That’s how this series was meant to be. So get step into this story anew: the journey continues. Sending you all my love and gratitude, Kiss Leilani

À suivre dans partie 4 Livres p*f disponible ♨️MERCI MAMAN TOME 1 ET 2 ♨️AMOUR IMPOSSIBLE ♨️DU PARADIS POUR L'ENFER ♨️ LA COLÈRE D'UNE FEMME AMOUREUSE ♨️PAMELA PARDONNE MOI ♨️ LES CHEVEUX BLANCS

Dont forget to read the rest of the series in the mean time so your in on all the latest conflict, love stories and drama of the Alpha series! - ALPHA SERIES BOOK INFO Book 1 - Her Forbidden Alpha - COMPLETE Book 2 - Her Cold-Hearted Alpha - COMPLETE Book 3 - Her Destined Alpha - COMPLETE Book 4 - Caged Between The Beta & Alpha - FINISHING BY 5TH APRIL 2022 Book 5 - King Alejandro: Return Of Her Cold-Hearted Alpha - COMING SOON MID APRIL 2022 Book 6 - Leo Rossi's book - Coming late 2022

I understood then. The people I cherished most were the ones who wanted me dead. I could only hope that once they got their wish, they would live to regret it when they finally learned the truth. In my final moments, as the Rogue's claws tore open my chest, the force of the blow tore my spirit from my body. I floated in the air, watching my own mutilated body lie on the forest floor, bathed in moonlight. At that moment, my Alpha and fated mate, Damon, was kneeling beside my sister, Chloe.

she said to herself. The fourth book begins at chapter 1 in Paris. The End.

The first book of Born By Power, Chaos And Apocalypse to be precise was made up of thirty nine chapters. The second which took to play from the ending spot of Chaos And Apocalypse was The Uprise of hell and its chapters were rather shorter than the first. The Uprise of hell did come to an end with thirty one chapters, eight chapters lesser than the first. The third book of the Power series was/is Time is Reborn. Time is Reborn is made up of 18 chapters. Greek wars being the fourth and final book of the power series is made up of 22 chapters, 4 chapters more than Time Is Reborn

I stopped midway of scooping some rice from the cooker, and stared at Liliana, "Perhaps until her pursuers disappear, at least not for long… honestly I've been planning to let her join me on my next quest, she at least needs to learn a lot of things regarding the system…" "Ah about that, perhaps.. it was better—" "Ah, Azriel… where is the fourth volume of this book!" Liliana suddenly interrupted as she flashed the light novel she was reading earlier…. I looked closely at the cover and realized that she went for the wrong book, "That book… they stopped serializing that since the first rupture started, so there is no fourth book or whatsoever," I replied. I could feel her tears about to flow,

) he choked out, as he tried to pull at my grip again. “Smert'” (Death) I answered him. He gasped and kicked his legs wildly. I pushed my claws through the tips of my fingers and buried them into the soft flesh of his neck. His warm blood spilled over my fingers and ran down my arm. He opened his mouth wide like he was about to scream, and I tightened my grip. I felt his windpipe crunch under my fingers. His mouth was still wide open, but no sound was coming out. His eyes turned bloodshot, and a trickle of blood ran down his chin. After a few seconds he stopped kicking and the spark of life left his eyes. I let his body drop to the floor with a heavy thud. I stood over him and listened caref