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He said and hurried to wipe his tears. "Tss. Why did you cry? You can't even remember my life. This is more like a fantasy story like you read in w*****d stories." I promise here. I don't read W*****d. Misha is the lover, I only hear about his stories. He likes to read gangster stories. Then he imagined that I was a female gangster. He has a story he wants to tell, what is the title now?... Monster High? No, that's not it... Mon... Mon... Montello High? Yeah, that's it because he has reread it several times and he still wants me to read it too like what the hell? I don't like reading that mushy stuff, and besides the stories are exaggerated too much, but Misha is an addict, or maybe I just d

“The Maharlika Nation has 26 outlying districts and one federal district called Mahar, the capital of Maharlika. The nation is divided separately and alphabetically. Each letter corresponds each district and all are controlled by the terrifying power of the Embassy. All of the districts are subjects to the unrelenting will of the authoritarian Embassy, and have no known influence concerning the national politics of Maharlika beyond their individual territories. The Maharlika Spelling TwistBee or MSTB is an anual event of survival game where each district will represent 1 letter in the alphabet. A survival game where the spellers will spell the given words not verbally but through killing oth

Without question, Draco bowed slightly and disappeared. ** Bryce sat rigid on the edge of his bed, heart still unsettled from the earlier chaos. The door banged open, and Khalifa spilled in with his usual careless energy, plopping down on the bed beside him. “You heard? The master’s girl—Marcia—slipped down the stairs! She's almost unconscious,” His eyes were wide with gossip. “The witnesses around said she was fell like a baby, screaming her lungs out. Can you imagine?” Bryce forced a gasp, painting surprise across his face. “Really? That’s… terrible.” His voice barely held steady, in a way he could even sense his own voice mocking him. Inside, though, his pulse raced like a drumbeat agains

He said and hurried to wipe his tears. "Tss. Why did you cry? You can't even remember my life. This is more like a fantasy story like you read in w*****d stories." I promise here. I don't read W*****d. Misha is the lover, I only hear about his stories. He likes to read gangster stories. Then he imagined that I was a female gangster. He has a story he wants to tell, what is the title now?... Monster High? No, that's not it... Mon... Mon... Montello High? Yeah, that's it because he has reread it several times and he still wants me to read it too like what the hell? I don't like reading that mushy stuff, and besides the stories are exaggerated too much, but Misha is an addict, or maybe I just d

“Liar.” He surged forward, sweeping my leg and pinning me to the mat. His weight pressed down—not crushing, but firm enough that I could feel his breath against my neck. “Yield,” he said quietly. The suppressant had started to fade. My body burned and my pulse raced. I could smell him, and worse, he could smell me. “I said yield, Hale.” I turned my head just enough to meet his eyes. “Get off.” Then it happened. The faintest crack in the mask. My scent slipped which felt sweet, warm, unmistakably Omega.

JULY I DON’T WANT to leave Natalia in WH, but I have to go to the special assignment given to me by Chief Emilio, my Dad. I am now in Marion City with Jacqui, Rizal, and Andres. The selected supernaturals will have a meeting. Only now will I attend this gathering because we don't usually collaborate with Supreme Arch and other supernaturals in Marion because Valiente wants to preserve the pack. Unexpectedly, my mate is not a wolf, but a mermaid, so we need to cooperate with the Supreme Arch.

Luckily, Mira catches me in time. "River, you have to eat something." She says, her worried eyes scanning my tired face. She was right, I haven't eaten anything since I woke up this morning. And now, any moment from now, Hayden was going to walk in. I open my mouth to protest, as she places a palm on my forehead to check my temperature. But before I can get a single word out, the doors to the mansion are pushed open. I turn my attention, just in time to see an angry and furious Hayden walking in with Mr. Ron following suit.

“I don’t know. Rehya guided me, and I just knew what to do. It felt natural.” My brows creased. “Who’s Rehya?” I asked. “Rehya is my wolf,” Emily replied. “I just completed my first shift a few hours ago.” Gasps filled the room from others while I continued to stare at her with much admiration. “You’ve completed your first shift?” Leia asked, rushing to my mate’s side. “Congratulations!” “I always knew you were special,” Randolph chimed in. Han clapped, a deep grin outlining his usually serious face. “Then this calls for a celebration. We’ll have a feast tonight.”

So I approved it for immediate implementation. The pack has its school up to senior high, and we try to provide everything our students need. For pack members who want to go to college, we send them to the university that the werewolf council, of which I was the head, had founded. It’s one of the projects that we administered the moment I became head. Alpha, beta, and gamma sons and daughters usually attend there. As for Keisha, she chose to go to an all-human university, and that’s fine with me. I spent the whole afternoon just checking all the pack’s needs, and I think that will do for at least 3 months.

The book is of werewolf genre but has a reincarnation twist. Please love and support my new work like you have been supporting my previous books. The book is not available on the app yet as it is going through the review, but you can go to Goodnovel webiste, search the name and d******d it from there and the book will be added to your library in the app. Also, if you want news about my upcoming projects or you want to reach out to me for any reason, you can contact me on following apps. I*******m: mahek_salvatore_