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Rooni gasped, almost running away. "Bloody spirits, MasterChief! Would you quit sneaking up on us?" Rooni complained. "And when would you quit getting startled at the slightest excitement?" MasterChief responded. "I wasn't startled. I was just, excited," Rooni shrugged. The MasterChief chuckled as he sat down with the bunch. "I'm not sure I got you correctly. But I think I heard you say that the man is no ordinary man. How?" Vira asked. "Not many know this but..." MasterChief looked around and then in a lowered voice he continued," That man is Commander Benek. The late King's War Chief."

She just needed to get through this and then life would go on as normal. “I am also lycan,” she whispered out. “You all knew my father – Russell Heron. He was a great blacksmith.” There is murmuring of agreement. Most the Lycans constantly got their armory repaired by him. “And all of you I suspect are familiar with the Archer Legacy. The legendary Archer bloodline that was chosen has to slay the vampiress--”

"That's even more pathetic than I thought." "You didn't lose to anyone. You destroyed yourself." I stood to leave. "Richard's decisions about his company and his inheritance had nothing to do with you. Your obsession with perceived injustices from twenty years ago cost you everything while Richard's legacy continues." "His legacy built on lies and broken promises!" Victor stood too, shouting now. "Richard Thompson was a monster who destroyed people to build his empire! He deserves to have everything he built torn down!" "Maybe he was a monster in business. Maybe he did hurt people including you." I moved toward the door. "But he's dead and his company is being run by people who are trying to

His head rolled to the side, his eyes wide in shock, unseeing. My heart shattered as the witch stepped back, her task complete. Simon’s decapitated body lay still, a gruesome sight that filled the room with an unbearable silence. Beth, who was spellbound to the wall beside me, broke down in tears, her sobs echoing through the room. She couldn’t move, couldn’t even wipe away the tears that flowed freely down her face. Her whole body trembled, the weight of the scene crashing over her. She couldn’t look away from the horror before her. None of us could.

Chapter 13 ADRIAN POINT OF VIEW My phone won't stop buzzing. Notifications pour in messages, calls, emails, alerts, a digital nightmare that started at 5:43 AM and shows no sign of stopping. I sit on the edge of my bed, dawn barely breaking outside, scrolling through the chaos with terror clawing up my throat. The headline blazes from my screen like fire: "LANCASTER LEGACY: DYNASTY BUILT ON DECEPTION?" Marcus Dane's byline beneath it feels like a death sentence.

“I could cut him open—” “No!” The word burst out of me, nearly bringing what was left of my guts up with it. “No, fuck, no.” “Ignore him,” Nate snapped. “He’s a necromancer, of course he always wants to dig up bodies. It’s like fucking Christmas for him.”

I watched intently as he puffed out the smoke into the air "......You may not know this but your uncle has been involved in some shady business of late" " I suspected that with his involvement with Gustavo but he hides it well. I will not sit back and let him ruin my father's legacy with his greed" he smiled making him to look more dangerous yet handsome "I like a woman who is determined. His involvement has hindered further corporations between the two company, projects that will yield large profit and technological support had to be stopped. I won't watch my company get affiliated with nothing but the best. But....... I believe Rich Corp still has a lot to offer." He stopped for a while an

Jobs were easier to find in the area, though the rent was a bit high. With limited savings from the past three years, I left Nicholas ten thousand dollars in cash—enough to cover his rent and living expenses for the next few months. If he couldn’t find work after that, his living costs would become tight. I bit my lip at the thought. At the bottom of my WhatsApp list, I pulled up a blank conversation window. A familiar profile picture appeared. He was one of the most sought-after figures in Calico City, involved in industries ranging from real estate to catering, beauty, and logistics.

, he said proudly, growling and laughing. Nara studied the necromancer, he was a tall and lean figure with an unsettling presence. His skin is a pale, sickly color, as if he rarely sees the sun. His face is covered in scars that run deep, creating grooves in his skin that give him an almost skeletal appearance. His eyes are sunken and dark, with a piercing gaze that seems to see into the very soul of those he looks upon.

he added and Andrew felt like clutching onto his neck, hitting him so much that he would meet the same demise as Elena. “I hope you’re happy now that you finally ended the innocent girl!” he sneered, earning more laughter from Quincy. “Innocent?” Quincy took some steps to where he was and bent over to Elena’s lifeless body. “Tch, tch, tch, so sorry for her. I wished she never died.” then he looked up at Andrew and curved his lips into a smirk. “Wrap her up, go and dispose her very well. I’ll attend to her funeral if you plan to give her one,” he countered, and raised himself from the ground.