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I crossed one of my leg over. "Welcome everyone to the black auction. We have pretty good items today so please enjoy. The first item. One of Lala-land's finest diamond. This diamond is also one of the rarest diamond in the world. The silver has been extinct and this is the last of its kind. It can cut through anything and projects bright light. This diamond is one of a kind. There's no other of it in the world. We will start the bidding at 3 million dollars." The person said.

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The only things that match exactly are the two machetes in leather scabbards hanging from their waists. Lights is the oldest male Miracle, born the day after Radar. His real name is Javier. He’s a slender guy of Mexican descent, just a couple inches taller than me, with olive skin and longish black hair he keeps cut short in the front to keep it out of his yellow-gold eyes. His eyes were dark brown until his Power appeared several years ago, when they turned golden. His Power, as his nickname suggests, is light. He can create balls of light with either hand, or shoot a beam of light from his eyes. As he’s gotten older, he’s learned to control the size and the brightness of the balls and beam

It took about a hour for me to reach the spot Mena wanted to meet at and now I’m nervous I just want this to go right no rush but I would love to seal the deal sooner than later so I have to be careful with this girl she seems so jumpy I was taken out of my thoughts by the time she walked out the door to some warehouse she was a sight I mean legs for days thick thighs and assets sitting just right making me wanna take a bite I bet she taste as good as she looks she’s wearing a thigh length red dress with heels simple but classy I get out my car to greet her and we do introductions then all pile up to head to the bowling alley Mena The bowling alley was nice it’s probably the biggest one I ha

LUNA'S POV I looked at myself in the mirror. I was different from the usual girls you'll see in New York. I had pure black hair, a round face with big gray eyes, a small nose, and a curvy shape. I was very well endowed but even though I was body confident, I got a lot of unwanted attention. I looked at the time and realized I was late. I bolted out of the house and ran as fast as I could. I couldn't wait for the bus and my workplace was just ten minutes away.

he nods smiling and whispers “This is going to be luxurious…” We reach the stairs that lead to the lower floors of the mansion, the place where I live is a huge mansion with about 3 visible floors, made of tempered glass, it is really luxurious, elegant and minimalist to a certain extent, I am a simple guy but with good taste, it has everything a mansion should have, swimming pool, garage, kitchen, gym, recreation areas, it is a mansion and as ironic as it seems I like the light, at least here, even though I live in a world of darkness.

she says petting my head. "Lilith, where are we?" I ask her instead, I still had no idea where I'm, I just woke up here. "In Light&Fire academy, it's a school for dom and submissives," she says but I knew that. "I mean where are we? What country is this?" I ask her, are we still in London? US? Europe? "It's the land of dreams," she answer me with a wink, but I just glared at her. "Lilith, I'm serious, where are we?" I ask her again.

he said and turned off the lamp on the nightstand. It wasn’t really that late. It was only 7 pm. But being December, it was already dark outside and as soon as he turned the lamp off, my room was completely dark. “Don’t you have Beta business to do?” I asked. “It is still early.” “Logan gave me a day off to take care of you.” he answered. “Get under the covers and sleep.” I sighed and did as he told me. I carefully pulled the covers over my body and tried to get comfortable. The painkiller I took was starting to make me numb and it helped.

‎ ‎The light. ‎ ‎Forever.

He immediately turned and headed for the kitchen. Sitting on the couch, sipping the hot coffee the butler had brought, I asked with curiosity, "Why did Mr. Lloyd go to the kitchen himself?" The butler, smiling warmly, answered, "Ms. Canfield, you're in for a treat. I've heard he's a great cook, but I've never seen him in action." As we chatted, Thomas came over with a bowl of piping hot special mushroom soup and a few small dishes for me.