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he said, “and we’re going to have a big, fucking blow out wedding in Italy. You’re going to have to continue to pretend to be Donatello’s daughter so he’ll foot the bill. The wedding will force all of the important men in our family’s business to come. Then, after we get married, I’m going to burn the whole place to the ground with them in it.” “That’s the plan?” I said. “A wedding that ends with a bang?” He laughed. “It will end with a bang anyway. But yes.” “Do you think it’s wrong?” I asked. “Us wanting to get rid of these people?” “The Underworld is filled with terrible people doing terrible things. I don’t think any of the people that we take out are going to be missed.” I smiled. “You’

They were vicious and filled the hearts of other wolf packs with fear. They were worshipped like gods and manipulated other wolves to do their bindings, they formed the association of the underworld, distinguishing the wolves from the humans, it was treacherous to have anything to do with the humans and it could cause a death sentence on anyone caught with a human. Great Lycan Silva was the first Lycan to be born and his birth was to be a salvation to all of the underworld… or not.

Lennon asked and Maya took a couple of minutes to think about, to consider if she saw why at any point and sure enough, she did. “Hell became too small for them and they got sick of living in the underworld while humans were walking on earth.” Maya responded, the way the FL did when Noah asked her, a few days after they met; it was a new discovery for Noah, because he thought that the demons wanted to conquer the world and get rid of humans entirely, but if that was not the case, then they could live along side demons on earth, but how? Noah was able to find the answer in his dimension but will Maya and Lennon find the same answer or will they have a completely different answer? We will soon

The girl I put through ten years of school stood up at her own graduation and thanked me in front of everyone. A second later, three translucent lines appeared in front of my eyes. [She will steal the Prescott family's trade secrets, start her own company, and turn on you.] [She will publish an essay and put the internet on your family. Your wife will die of a heart attack.] [Prescott Logistics will fold. The estate will go to auction. You will die in front of the men you owe.] I stared at her. "Vanessa. Have you spent all these years filing away everything we did for you as a reason to hate us?" She blinked at me, wide-eyed and innocent. That was when I understood. The snake was al

“You said there’s something beneath that witch’s cabin, a shrine. Tell me again what you know.” Mara hesitated. Her eyes were dark pools of memory. “It’s not exactly a shrine, Alpha. It’s an open wound, a hole between realms. The priests who built it believed they could draw power from the Mayan underworld to bless the living. But instead, they opened a hunger that has never closed. The witch keeps it hidden, but she also feeds it.” Ryker’s grip on his glass tightened. “Feeds it?” “With death. With fear. With every soul she’s taken,” Mara whispered. “Each sacrifice keeps the doorway alive. She doesn’t serve the underworld; she belongs to it.”

to mimic the void, creating a localized vacuum that the Frost-Wraiths could not penetrate. "They are at the door, Soren!" a Shadow warrior barked, his voice a dry rasp of exhaustion. "Hold the line!" Soren roared, his claws dripping with the translucent black ichor of the wraiths. "The Alpha has returned. The light is coming." Deep beneath the floorboards, far beyond the reach of the battle, Maya was drifting through a world of molten orange and crystalline violet. She had moved past the catacombs and the tectonic plates, descending into the very "Mantle of the World".

Maya used her golden Force to create a friction-shield against the walls of the shaft, slowing their descent as they blurred past 150 floors of obsidian and static. ​They hit the bottom, the "Level 0" of the Miller empire, with a bone-shaking thud. The air here was freezing, smelling of ancient dust and liquid nitrogen. This was the "Data-Vault," a labyrinth of massive, vertical server racks that held the blueprints of the modern world. ​"Look at the floor," Maya whispered, her light illuminating a river of black ink flowing between the racks. "The Blight is already here." ​The Ghost of the Father

After I die, I save Hades' pet. To thank me, he plans to bring me back to life. However, I refuse with a smile. He is stunned for a moment, then asks in confusion, "So many people want to live, so why do you refuse instead?" I give him a bitter smile. "Maybe it's because being alive is a fate worse than death." He doesn't believe it, and his tone turns unfriendly. "Don't think I don't know that your parents are famously known for loving their daughter. They even make the news because of how much they love you." I crouch there without speaking. It's indeed true that they've made the news for loving their daughter, but that is all an act. The truth is, the only one they've ever really lo

"In and out. And we funnel the diamonds through the Prague route, same as before. Guns go south. Diamonds go east." Silence stretched between us. I could feel him thinking. Calculating. "We'll need new faces," Alessandro said finally. "Our usual crew is too exposed. Too many eyes on them after Madrid." "Fine. Find ghosts," I said. "Men no one can trace." His footsteps stilled. Then: "And the girl?" My fingers paused on the desk. The girl. Marina. The little chef with soft hands and a nervous heartbeat I could hear every time she stood too close.

Emilia insisted, though her gaze kept darting around as she tried to formulate an escape plan. Rocco was about to speak when Anthony came in and reported, "Bad news, boss! Cassandra is missing, and there are four dead bodies in the room where she was being held! We investigated their identities and discovered that Emilia had hired those men to violate Cassandra last night. "Also, Cassandra didn't show up at the fake wedding ceremony." A surge of panic swept over Rocco. Cassandra was missing? She'd left? Wasn't she an orphan? Where could she go?