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Their faces were obscured, but their eyes glowed an unnatural violet, drilling straight into Lola. “Found her,” one hissed, voice layered and distorted. Lola stumbled back, her spine hitting the wall. Her pulse thundered in her ears. Killian moved faster than her eyes could follow. One swipe of his claw ripped through the first shadow like tearing fabric. The thing shrieked, its body unraveling into smoke before reforming, weaker but not gone. The second lunged toward Lola. She screamed and her hands lit up again. Not fire this time. Sparks of molten gold scattered from her palms like lightning snapping against the air. The shadow recoiled, its form spasming as if electrified.

It did look nice on, though. “Up, put it on oh and these silver heels.” She says, thrusting the dress at me as I stand and groan out. I quickly strip down and throw the dress on and smooth the fabric down and over my ass. “Oh, my god! Yes, girl. That is the dress for tonight.” She makes a clicking with her fingers and I chuckle at her. Lola is the same height as me, five foot eight, with long blonde hair and perfectly tanned and flawless skin. She has green eyes and is stunning.

Deborah raised her eyebrow at Lola, “No snappy comments? Seems we are already making progress with your attitude.” Her eyes went over Lola her clothes. Lola was wearing simple black pants and an orange hoodie. Deborah smiled, “I love how you just don’t care what you look like. Wish I could be like that.” Lola stared at her with an open mouth, “My god Deborah you really are Satan disguised as a pink teacup, aren’t you?” Deborah gave her a doe-eyed stare, “What do you mean?” Lola rolled her eyes, “Are we done for today?”

I said as I headed for the front door before I could open it clicked open. Lola and Cherry appeared from the other side. “Siren!” cheered Cherry while hugging my legs. “Hey big girl” I replied with a little laughter as I brushed her hair. “Hi Lola.” Lola’s eyes turned red in guilt as she glared at me before responding. “Hi” she moved pass me with her skinny arms crossed on her chest. Her small purple dress revealed almost every flesh on her tinny body. She even had makeup on making her look like a younger version of Miss. Claw. What sick

Students are dressed in elaborate costumes, their laughter mixing with the haunting melody of the music that fills the air. I look at Cassidy and Luna already making their way deep into the hall, dancing with other friends, screaming with joy and savoring the happiness that has enveloped the entire atmosphere. Cassidy is dressed as a wolf, her costume perfectly complementing her natural magical abilities, while Luma has chosen to be a witch fairy, her ethereal beauty enhanced by the glittering wings attached to her back. I smile at them and shake my head, feeling like an outsider looking in at a world I'm not supposed to be part of right now.

I waved at them. Lola was in a silver ball dress that made her blonde hair shine like the sun, she was wearing stiletto high heels, it made me look down to see my platforms, I could never survive all the standing she was doing in those pair of shoes. A super woman I tell you.

“It’s perfect.” “Thanks, mother hen,” Lola said delightedly. Lola’s outfit for the party was casual and elegant. She had chosen a black velvet dress that stopped just below her knee with subtle detailing at the bust. Her makeup was light and her long hair was swept to the back in a ponytail, highlighting her neckline and beautiful silver earrings. A knock sounded on the door and Lola picked up her purse and coat. “I think that’s one of his men.” She said referring to Noah.

The sleeves of that simple yet expensive jacket ended down the elbows. When Crystal stepped out of the bathroom, Lola dragged her in front of the vanity and used some makeup. A maroon color was applied on full lips and a thin line of black was coated on silver eyes. The copper waves of silky hair were let loose in natural curls and combed with care. Once done with simple touch up that made her look like some queen, she was asked to slide in the soft fabric. Crystal was amazed after seeing the dress. It was so beautiful. Lola zipped the dress from behind minding the healing wounds and then adjusted the jacket around her shoulders. A black belt with silver carving was tied around her waist, ov

Lola POV After having recomposed myself, I am looking straight into the eyes of a horrified maid. By the look on her face, the poor thing feels awful for startling me. I unplug my now wet air pods, with my other hand clutched to my chest still “sorry, I must have fallen asleep and I didn’t hear you. Sorry to have startled you”. “N-N-No I am sorry miss, I-I’m so sorry I scared you like that, but I called for you. You didn’t hear me, but I had to wake you”. “No it’s completely fine! What did you need me for?” “the Queen asked me to inform you dinner is ready”. “OK thank you, I will be right down”. The poor maid leaves the room and I get up from the now cold water and dry myself off. I pull my

She hurries back inside and switches off the torch, plunging us into darkness. We shuffle deeper into the cave, backs pressed against the cold stone. My breaths are shallow as I listen for any sign of movement outside. Lola reaches into her pocket and pulls out a small vial, spraying its contents into the air around us. A scent concealer, no doubt. The sharp, herbal smell fills the space and clings to our skin.