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I laughed nervously, “You don’t honestly believe that the Dead still exists here? That’s just a superstition from the old days.” “You tell me,” Felix said. “Whatever the case, no one willingly comes here, except maybe—” He sniffed the air. “Grudges.” I tightened my fists in a ball. Felix enjoyed making me uncomfortable, but the thought of an angry vengeful ghost didn’t seem that unlikely. I imagine that those slum werewolves could easily slip into death and that they would inflict their misery on the Living.

Derwish growled, lunging at Fiel. Fiel met the charge with a savage grace. He didn't fully transform, needing his agility in the confined space. His golden scales flared, his claws extended, and he met Alpha Derwish in a whirlwind of primal combat. The air filled with the clang of claw on scale, the snarls of beasts, and the splintering sound of shattered pews.

“Everyone, get him!” “Die!” The experts of the Heavenly Fiend Phoenix clan were highly excited about using their trump cards to deal with Andrius. “Damn it!”

Selby says, diverting her eyes to the card written ‘suck my c*ck’ which was on top of the deck. “Oh… come on you and Lucas are way freakier than us,” Heath defends, hiding all the cards away. “Well, at least they don’t forget they have friends while they are being freaky,” Clover fires. “Sorry,” Heath sheepishly says, rubbing the back of his neck, “it’s just Fiona saw her aunt and uncle this morning and she didn’t feel like going out.” “What? Those devils are here?” Selby shouts, “where? Probably wasting your parents' money on a cruise, ugh…... when I meet them, I will throw them overboard.”

"Okay so firstly, we need to find something to block our ears. Fae has a thing for charm tunes. Then we need disguises, if we go in there looking like this, we won't get past the first fairy who sees us." Carrie smiled at me, impressed, "How do you know so much?" "Long story short, I pissed off one gorgeous pixie. She made my life hell." Rent held back a snort, "Hey man, don't underestimate a pixie! They're ruthless!" I shuddered, remembering my evil ex, "so many spells, so much diarrhoea." Carrie cringed next to me, "TMI man." "You don't even know the half of it. This one time she,"

"I, Yang Feng, have seen all kinds of storms and waves. If you want revenge, come to me, Yang Feng of the Divine Martial Sect." Caspian waved his arm down. The Fiendgod Kingdom was like a heavy hammer that smashed viciously into the turbid Roc's head and immediately smashed it into pieces. His huge body smashed into the trench and caused an indescribable terrifying earthquake.

"Why don't you leave her, and me, alone?" Brian was not used to anyone smaller than him standing up to him, particularly not someone like Michael. He jabbed his finger into Michael's chest, making the smaller boy stagger back. "You gonna make me?" It was a show of strength, not really a threat. In the part of his brain that was being rational, the part that was, in fact, sensing Brian's surface thoughts, Michael knew that Brian would not push it to a fight. Unfortunately, several other parts of Michael's brain were acting on years of suppressed anger at being pushed around by oafs like Brian Graham. His hand shot forward, palm open, so that the heel of his hand struck Brian squarely in the b

“You are making this up because you’re upset about the imprinting.” ​“I’m not lying!” Natalie snapped, tears welling up her eyes from frustration. “I can describe the scar on the largest tree trunk right next to the cliff edge. It’s shaped like a curved dagger, Ethan. I see it every time! Why would you paint something from my nightmares?” “Imprinting you say?” His grandmother asked this time and from the look on Ethan's face, she knows there is a lot more to talk about. This was news to her. If Xander has already imprinted on her, then…

“You have done a lot of lying today, boy. That’s worse than beating the human up.” “How can she be my mate, Dad? I never had the aha moment.” He sighed. “Do you believe she is?” “I don’t know. I feel… I feel angry and violent and… and obsessed almost.” He chuckled. “You know, for a long time, your mother and I were back and forth for a while. I was willing to attack my best friends over her.” He put his hand over his side, chuckling. “I did fight my best friends over her. All this anger you feel… the possessiveness, you’ve always had it for her. You just need to focus it on the right stuff. Fighting other boys is not the way.”

“Yes, but I’m not the CEO of this company that needs to answer to the head of board.” Great, what am I going to do now. I refuse to marry any of these spoiled bitches that only cares about my money more than they will me. Females are only good for one thing, and I don’t need to marry one to get that. As I sit there trying to figure how I’m going to get out of this, and feeling I need sometime away from all this shit the phone rings. I look at the phone to see that it’s my best friend Legion Baphomet who is in charge of the USA mafia. “Hey Legion, I'm so happy that you called. I could use a good friend right now.”