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So I replied to her, "Okay ma'am" She got mad at me, "Please stop calling me ma'am". So I laughed and said, "ok Ira. By the way, when you're going to find someone who will do this taking care of things for you." "You know what, I am also searching for my soul but my soul is far away from me. Actually, my soul is playing hide and seek with me." she smiled and started her way toward the lift.

Marie clicked her tongue. “I dare either of you to attempt hurting me and I will end your lives without a blink, especially you, Serena,” Marie said and glowered at her. She dropped to her knees and began stabbing Baron brutally and repeatedly in his head and each part of his body that her knife laid on. “Oh moon goddess,” Serena cried in terror. She gave him the last stab in his temple and withdrew the knife. She licked her lips which had blood on them like the rest of her body. “This should be a reminder not to mess with me. You've just suffered a rejection…but the next time would be death” Marie sneered and stood up to get feet.

Galene moved to shut the door, and Kalder pressed a hand against the door. "I'll leave the donuts outside—on the railing." "I don't like sugary treats. Don't bother." The door shut, and he heard her double lock the door. Fisheri could be fucking annoying. He cursed as he loped down the stairs. What was with the bitch? How had she blocked him? Did she have hidden powers he hadn't sensed? He could understand immunity to his vibrio charms. Kalder attracted humans like bees to sugar. Legends of sirens weren't just fables. His kind knew how to lure a human to their deaths—lure any creature to its death. Masters of the deep and now on the land. Kalder wasn't the only land walker—many vibrios walke

“After twenty years… she’s still breathing. My God. We thought we lost her forever.” Ghost smiled wider. “There’s more. She has a girl with her — Hazel Lett. The same girl now living inside Cassian Hale’s estate. I believe Marie raised her. Everything about Hazel’s background is forged. Marie has been grooming her for revenge.” The man let out a low, dark laugh. “That stubborn, brilliant woman… She never gave up.”

He pointed at the map, his finger thunking against the pool table. “Eliza Wrath?” Jo repeated. The thought had crossed her mind, a long time ago, before she was put in charge of this mess. It was not a move her dad was likely to make if he were here and in charge. No one trusted Eliza before she’d made the decision to leave LIGHTS for her own personal reasons. Now that she was married to a Vamp, even if Lucas was different than most of the others, they trusted her even less. He was Souled, which meant when he’d been turned, he hadn’t become some demonic version of himself. Instead, he was essentially the same person as he was before. He just needed blood to survive. Most Souled Vampires had

Marie shook her head at her. "My daughter," she said. I sucked in a sharp breath—Marie II. The vengeful spirit. My Mama's djab. I remembered Sajida's words about Marie II creating Solèy Pwoteje and gritted my teeth. She created the ritual for the Council, blinded by her hate for Terah's clan. She was a pawn in the Council's hope of our death.

"Because I hate you and I wanted to see you suffer. Carl was the only man I loved, and you married him. I was his fiancee, prettier and richer, but he chose you. I did everything to get him back but__ '' her eyes gleamed in anger as she recalled. She made herself back into her real self. Her human form. ''That day,Carl caught me and killed me. He pushed me off the cliff after shooting me. But you know the funny part was that God gave you a freaking chance and I got none. I was left in hell, where I made a deal with the devil to become a soul eater. I eat only reborn souls, and yours will mean my revenge is complete. Why did you deserve a chance and I didn't?" "One last confession before I le

CHAPTER 138: Jake~ We’re losing this. Right when I thought things were going in our favor these Soul Eaters appeared. And they are next to impossible to kill. I knock one down, and it just comes up again after some recovery time. And it just takes so da*n much to get that much done. I just can’t figure out how to destroy them. They just don’t burn like other things. They don’t get hit by other things. I throw everything I can and it's barely enough.

Desmond Deville was ranked just under Marcus Novak, which meant he was wealthy and incredibly powerful. My stomach twisted painfully, and I had but a moment’s notice before I was bent over, hurling up the contents of my dinner. My nose burned and my eyes watered, but I couldn’t register the pain over my frantic thoughts. It wasn’t like I hadn’t killed before. Many rogues died during the battle, especially when I used my ability to subdue them. This, however, was confirmation of what I was. A soul-eater. What good could come out of a gift so horrible? What was even worse was how euphoric it felt, how strong and bloated with power I was. Disgust poured from my mouth in the form of acidic vomit

Terran was half dragging Marie away as she screamed back at her, “He never wanted to be a dad, he would have killed her… he would have FUCKING KILLED YOU BOTH!” The pain, the disbelief, and the emotions that poured from Marie were enough to hold my attention. My focus has been on Dahlia and Nora so much that I missed a threat against Marie, that I missed her being drugged. Marie's voice cracked as she yelled her last sentence, and it pulled at me to take care of her, but she had a mate.