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"Didn't I tell you that I don't want to see those teeth of yours?" "How can I speak if I don't show my teeth? It's so hard!" he complained to him so he didn't do anything else but hit his own forehead with one of his hands. "Nevermind. Have you found Gwen yet?" he wondered as he stood by the window and secretly lit a cigarette. "Cigarettes? Wait, that's not allowed in the hospital." The girl scolded Adante, so he threw the cigarette he was holding on the floor and stomped on it.

Adele was definitely riled up, she stood up and stuck her finger in the air, “Mark my words Leila Baker, you will regret this” **************************************************** Jordan stared at the vase in front of him as he smiled in a sinister way, his whole body was starting to itch and his eyes were bloodshot red, he lied to Leila that he was off drugs for a few years but it was Infact just a week and the withdrawal process was killing him, he could not afford his regular dealer anymore. There was only one person he knew was rich enough to give him some money so he picked up the phone and called Miss Cooper, that was his only hope.

Moments tick by where we stand in silence too scared to breathe in case we distract Lugh. Ligh finally comes out of his tranced state. “She’ll be fine…in fact…” He pauses as he places a hand over her lower abdomen. His eyes return to their normal colour of bright blue. He sighs looking down at her, his shoulders slumped. “Just as I thought…She just needs rest and lots of it. No more alcohol!” He abruptly stands up and leaves the room. “Lugh?” I shout after him. “I’m going to see if Orla and Cara need me. She’ll be fine with Brett, Louis. Let him be with her.” He says as he exits the room not looking back.

I said and turned towards the house. I know that Lory has rapidly mastered her abilities. She has gained control over water, wind, and earth elements. However, she still needs to harness fire—it has ignited briefly twice, but each time, it has quickly faded. She doesn’t need incantations; her thoughts and magic are connected, allowing her to wield them without words. But she is still subconsciously limiting herself—she has yet to realize that anything she imagines is possible. She simply needs to find the path and fully embrace her magical side.

The lyrics of his song and the way he sung it made the burning passion inside me ablaze. “Fuck,” I muttered to myself. I always got everything I wanted. Every material thing this world has has always been granted to me. But if I say I want him, Zev, will the world give him to me? I don't take no for an answer. When I felt the side of the couch dip, Derone already returned looking more drunk than usual. “Where's Janus?” I asked. He huffed and took another swig of his Corona. “I thought you weren't in the mood?” he said, sarcasm and bitterness dripping from his voice.

I stared into his eyes, “I think I know why it did not work for my sister but worked for everyone else. I think I know the reason why she suddenly died when the medication was evidently working… Are you familiar with Lobian Herb?” Adhler’s face turned dark. It looks like he realized what I am trying to point out here. “What do you want to do?” “She should be nervous since that wound cannot be treated by physicians without raising suspicions. And the only ones who have the medicine for that Herb is your kingdom… only the Lycans have the herb to heal the side effects of touching the Lobian Herb without proper knowledge of how it should be handled,” Lobian Herb is a herb that grows in the deep

Her green eyes roamed over Lydia as she exclaimed, “Oh my God!” Lydia stifled a laugh; she knew her mom would soon comment on her beauty and how she would sweep every male off their feet that evening. It was clear that Lydia resembled her mother, both standing tall and slender, with curves that could captivate anyone. Lydia had inherited Luna Alice's striking green eyes, long tan limbs, pointed nose, and beautifully shaped lips.

**LIA** After my refreshing shower, I opted for a comfortable travel outfit. I donned a pair of grey cargo pants and a black crop hoodie, ideal for the impending flight. I secured my hair into a ponytail, with plans to release it later. Tying it up initially saved me from the trouble of constantly managing it. As I looked around the room, I couldn't help but notice the mild disarray. Even though room service would eventually tidy it up, my compulsive nature got the best of me. I embarked on an impromptu room-cleaning session after I packed my travel bag and placed it beside Drex's. My curiosity about Drex's whereabouts nagged at me. It was unusual for him to be away for so long, and even tho

Louis greeted me with one of his ravishing smiles, his eyes hidden behind his black ray-bans. "Good morning,” I murmured glancing sideways at the dark jeans and long-sleeved white shirt he was wearing, and put on my own glasses. "Someone is not in a good mood,” he said without losing his smile as he started after I buckled up. "It's a pity, I woke up wonderfully." "Surely because you slept more than five hours,” I said, watching him pass the street where Matt's bar and offices were located, "Where are we going? It was there.”