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This is a work of dark fantasy fiction and should be read with an open mind and a clear understanding of its mature and controversial themes. Happy Reading ! You can follow my F******k page, Mia X Novels, for more stories ! * * * * *

" The corners of his mouth turn upwards as though he is swallowing his own words because he does not want to utter them. “The ones that want you. The ones that want to take you from me.” “Ezra.” “That’s not real.” “That’s not real,” There is a faint smile that crosses his face. "You didn't think the man with the mask was real, did you? But he was," he says. He gets up, and the air moves for him, like a wave. "He is near now," I think. He must be close enough that I can smell the metal on his skin. It has a biting, almost awkward smell that conflicts with the warmth of his body.

Her eyes fidgeted between him and her target before laughing nervously. "I-- w-who are you?" she asked before gulping, waiting for the target to fall to the ground. He chuckled lightly, keeping his gaze on hers. He raised his right hand and removed the masquerade mask he was wearing. "The mafia boss who's hosting this event," he introduced. Her eyes shifted back to him, having a clear view of his face despite being in a dimmed room. He had bright blue eyes, a defined nose and jawline, arched brows, and seducing pink lips. "S-say that again?" Keisha was flabbergasted.

A book room here was almost as large as a standard library. But this time, the genius of Ethelbert's guess was wrong. When Ethelbert found Coronis, she didn't appear with the jubilant excitement she had just now. In contrast, Ethelbert discovered for the first time that Coronis turned out to be equally serious and attentive when reading. Coronis held a thick leather-bound book in his hand, which looked so old that the braille on the cover was no longer visible. She stood in the middle of a long line of tall bookshelves, calmly and intently reading the book in her hand. Coronis has entered her world.

He smiles and replies, “Just call me Greg, and please do keep it a secret. ” He nods and says to him, “I understand, it seems you are a secret yourself. Why all the secrecy? You have not committed any crimes have you?” He doesn’t speak rather he nods and walks towards the room, this time, he doesn’t stop him. After the long sentences, he allows him to enter the room, he walks toward her slowly and he looks down at the sleeping beauty. He is about to remove his mask but he sees her stir in her sleep so he stops and walks closer to her. She opens her eyes and stares right at him, he looks down at her and says to her,

Ghost I watch him walk away, his shoulders tight with anger, every step radiating tension. Perfect. I can feel the satisfaction curling in my chest. He likes to act untouchable, doesn’t he? The perfect son. The golden boy. The heir who’ll one day run his family like a king on a throne. But he’s not perfect. Far from it. He’s hiding things—dark, ugly secrets that claw at him from the inside. And I’ll be the one to rip him apart. I’ll drag the truth out of him, piece by piece, and make him see the man he really is. The man I already see.

she blurted out. “Who did?” he asked. “I can’t tell; I didn’t see his face. He came to me and handed me the pictures and told me to go to the academy and expose her,” she said. “Describe him,” he said. “He is tall and a Lycan. He covered his face with a black mask, and his hair was packed in a small bun. His voice is a bit deep, with a broad chest and shoulders,” she said. “Taller than him?” I asked. She looked at me, and she didn’t want to answer, but Bryan nudged her.

This chapter will contain some scene that might disturb some readers so, please skip it if you can't read such scenes. Thanks :) Alexia Skylar Hale We made our way to the cell where Mason was being held. Tied to a chair, Mason was almost unrecognisable. He was covered in blood and the sight of Mason beaten badly was such a... Sight. "Mason," Ace spoke, "I hear you're causing trouble? Why my friend? Isn't our hospitality amazing enough?" He joked, heading towards a table containing different kinds of knives and guns.

I groan as I hear the rustle of clothes and blink my eyes, seeing blurry images of Mason opening his shirt. I try to scream but my chest blocks the air out of my body. I don't like this. Whatever is happening, it's wrong. Mason presses his hands on both sides of my body, leaning into me. His bare chest comes into view and I try to kick him on the balls but my legs feel paralyzed. "Finally, Harley..." He hides his face in the crook of my neck, the feeling of sloppy, wet kisses, making their way down my throat, squeezing my stomach in disgust. "I'll have you finally. Your Xavier can't save you now."