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Maya asked. “ She told us that Lucas was Lucifer from hell ” He said and Maya just stared at him and after a while she spoke up. “ What if he is ” She said and Chris gave her a disbelieving look. “ Don't tell me you actually believe that ” He asked. “ I'm just saying because that guy actually blew off one of those thugs head for pointing a gun at him and that's the same thing you did too, what if he comes back to attack you...He looks like a demon himself ” Maya said in a shaky voice.

He groaned, his eyes rolled back, and he whirled around before collapsing onto the floor flat. “Cover her!” I heard a familiar voice, and my heart skipped a beat. I snapped my head at him. My eyes were wide with shock as my mouth gaped at the sight of him. Luther! He stood with his three men. His gun pointed at the masked man, whose body lay on the floor, lifeless. A deep scowl was on Luther’s face as his eyes fixed on a dead body. It startled me when someone grabbed my hands. I turned my head to see Cassius; he was unlocking my hands. When he was done, he met my gaze. “Now you can wear those clothes,” he said and pointed at the clothes on the floor.

He has suffered enough. Five dragons. The sight amazes me. Two red, two blue, and Tahr's silver. Ashrac is not with them and I feel bad that I cannot ask him to forgive me too. He'd be a teenager now and an even bigger handful for his parents. A smile curves my lips before it drifts away.

No dragon. “Wh-who are you?” Nya stammared, her sword out in front of her as she prepared to defend herself. As far as she could see, he wasn’t armed, but he might be some sort of a sorcerer or something. As concerned as she was that the monster she’d come to kill had disappeared into thin air, she had to deal with this mysterious person first. He didn’t look threatening as he stood across from her, sizing her up, but he didn’t look happy either. Nya had faced off against many an angry, muscular man in her life. This guy was built like a slab of stone. Muscles on top of muscles. He was tall, too. At least a foot taller than her. He was glaring at her, which made his handsome face look dark a

With the power of black mana, his channeling could be manipulated without a lag. Then he shifted his body and landed on the enemy's back. Yman once again used the Hard Strike ability of the Noble Rat at the monster's back. It resulted in it being thrown on the wall where the Noble Rat was facing. But on its chest area, where it was hit by Hard Strike, a palm-size hole was visible. The exchange happened in an instant.

What hell am I supposed to do now? He smiled, leaning against the wall. "Maybe the goddess likes you better this way." "Don't play games with me, Liam. Not today." He flung both arms out in front of him. "Okay, okay. Okay. Relax. Let me think." He paced back and forth across his messy cabin, muttering to himself. "We need something quick… straightforward. Maybe—" "Maybe what?" I prompted. "Maybe we cloak you." "Disguise?" I asked.

No matter the day or time, that room was always empty, waiting for whenever he needed an escape. Soon, the bright gold lights of the Grand Horizon came into view. Julian drove past the heavy security gates and pulled into the private parking section at the side of the building. He turned off the engine, and the sudden silence felt heavy. Before pulling off his helmet, Julian reached into his pocket and took out a black cloth face mask. He slid it over his nose and mouth, pulling his hoodie tight over his head. The last thing he wanted was for a group of paparazzi or fans to recognize him and start taking photos.

he growled. The rouge in the black cloak laughs sardonically. “Oh, you can’t kill me, alpha. I’m the key to your heir’s life…” the rouge smiled wickedly, and a small bottle appeared in front of him at some point. “Does it ring a bell, alpha?” Drake and Beta Dillon look disappointed. “How dare you!” Drake growled.

It was a pathetic and undeniable craven existence but it was how they were winning the war. Dave let out a sigh. "No. He used a HG blade." I nodded. A brilliant man named Henry Gomez spent his life developing a UV spiked, but essentially silver based liquid that could be applied to any metallic object, leaving a coat of active poison that would kill both shade and host upon entering the their shared body. Something in perfectly balanced formula temporarily imprisoned the shade and as long as the wounds you inflicted on the human were mortal, the shade shared the same fate. The HG liquid had become as precious to us as light bulbs. It was hard to come by at the best of times, especially out h

Caroline, a she-wolf who has been considered a monster since she was a child, can she break the tragedy spell and find her MATE?