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I felt my phone vibrate in my pocket, so I took it out and saw it was Olivia who texted me, “I can’t wait to see you too.” A smile spread on my face, immediately making my mood go bright as I hurried to text her back. Looking up at the table, putting my phone back in my pocket, I saw Tanner grinning at me like a fool. I narrowed my eyes at him, and he winked. I am so going to kick his ass if he keeps on doing this. “So tonight we are having a games night. Is everyone ready?” Mickey, one of the guys, said. “Sorry guys, but I have other plans. You will have to do without me.” I said, making them all look at me with knowing smiles.

said Jackson sounding irritated . " What the hell was last night ? Everyone slept late doing something ." snapped Davina . " What do you mean by everyone ." asked Jackson . " Cynthia and Damon were on monster hunting , Ada and Sheldon were saving the world and now you .what the hell were you doing ?" asked Davina . " I was invading mars ." said Jackson sarcastically .Cynthia giggled . " Okay guys now please let me sleep ." said Jackson and hung up the call without even getting their replies . " Okay succesfully annoyed everyone . Now let's meet at 10 at the spa " said Davina . " yeah sure ." replied Cynthia and hung up the call .

He asked me and I laughed. "The moon goddess is expecting us to start fighting this case." I jokingly said to him and he grinned widely. "The moon goddess wants this exactly. I'm sure she is smiling from ear to ear." He replied to me, and we washed ourselves in the passion before our very own eyes. ****

Whitney’s voice rang out. She rose from her seat gracefully, her calculating smirk etched firmly on her face. “I suggest we play a little game,” she said, her voice sweet yet laced with mischief. Lucas perked up beside me, intrigued. “What kind of game?” he asked. Whitney held up a hand, signaling the attendants nearby. Within seconds, a deck of shimmering Moon Cards appeared. My stomach twisted. “Moon Cards,” she said simply, holding the deck up. “Partners draw cards in pairs, and their combined points determine the winner of each round. The losers, of course, have to submit to reasonable punishment from the winners.”

She did not look at anyone but me. "You are coming with us, Mr. Vega," she said in an icy tone. Jace stands in front of me. "What is this crap?" "Protocol," she replied. "Since when does protocol include removing a player from a game?" “Since he shattered someone’s jaw in front of thirty thousand people.” That shut Jace up. Avoiding more chaos, I rose slowly. “I’ll go.”

but I couldn't reach it. "Nadia? You look terrible. Where's your healing power?" Kaleb rushed over, his face etched with worry. I shook my head, avoiding his touch. "What did they say? How are things going?" "Beta Malik from the Blood Moon Pack filed a complaint. He said that the healing sigils you engraved into the Moonstones are forbidden hexes stolen from their ancestral tombs. They are calling you a 'Soul-Thief.' If the High Council finds the energy signature matches their records, they will exile you!" Kaleb said, handing me a confidential file.

But the moon was still hidden behind the clouds. As she reached the abandoned house, she knew where she needed to go. The howling of the wind and the search for truth brought her here. As she entered, she heard someone groaning in pain. Could it be the same monster she sensed in her dreams? Her courageous steps walked towards the source of the sound, only to find a man curling up entangled in shackles. Her feet turned jello; whoever he was, he was in deep pain, but once he looked up, it was none other than Nathan. She dropped her bag and immediately ran towards him. He was screaming as his bones broke.

Gunner didn’t respond, he just stared at me wide eyed. “Gunner?” I whispered, stepping closer to him. “I’m sorry, say that again” he mumbled with a shake of his head. I took a deep breath and smiled, “I passed out, yes? Well, that happened because the Moon Goddess, Selene, called me to her home” “The Ethereal Plane?” Gunner cut in,

The pack’s compound was quiet, a calm that felt deceptively serene. The crescent moon symbol, etched into the wooden beams above the main entrance, glinted in the early morning light as Isla stood just inside the gates. Her pulse raced, each heartbeat echoing in her ears as she took in the scene before her. This was Luca’s world. A world she now shared, for better or worse.

Intense music played in the background, a fast, rhythm that made you heart chase the sound, like it was trying to stay in time with the music fast pace. When I walk in I find there's only Bray and two others were playing some war game. Bray was on the armchair, arms crossed over his chest while the other two took up the couch, shoving at each other and laughing. "No! Dude, no! Where on the same team! Come on!" One of the guys says throwing up his hands. "You just killed me! What was that for! I was soon close to winning!" he groans and slouches on the seat. The other guy laughs, still pressing buttons rapidly on the remote in his hand. "I told you to watch your back!" He smirked instantly wa