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“I didn’t get the chance to thank you.” Her breath shook. “Thank me? You kissed me without my permission,” she whispered. “You scared me. And now—now you’re here? Why? What do you want from me?” The corner of his mouth tilted, almost amused. “So you know who I am.” “You’re Adriano Greco,” she said, her voice trembling. “The monster people talk about.” He took another step closer. “Monster?” he repeated softly. “That’s what they call me?”

I created a monster to ruin her. Now he’s ruining me. **** Helena spent her nights writing savage Alphas who dominated, punished, and shattered their women. One car crash later, she died, and woke up trapped in the body of Azalea, the pure 18-year-old princess she had written to be broken. Her fictional story became real as King Valdman Wolverton came for her. Scarred by years of torture, this ruthless werewolf king slaughtered Azalea’s entire family in front of her eyes and dragged her away in chains. He doesn’t want a quick death. He wants her to bleed for every sin her father committed; slowly, brutally, and completely. Helena feels every second of it: every painful lash and every cr

Just the whisper of rebellion brushing against the horizon. Somewhere out there, that filth, Ava was running, hunted by Gregon’s shadows and her own. She was a distraction. A weapon. A spark. Nothing more. But she had done something extraordinary: She had reminded the Reigns that monsters exist. And once a kingdom fears monsters… It begins to search for stronger rulers. I paused at the edge of a forest line, letting the moonlight paint me in silver. My reflection caught briefly in a puddle on the ground— pale eyes, dark intent, a face carved from quiet fury and undeniable purpose.

The way I usually do things. It was unconscious and uncontrollable. She was appetizing, which made my plan difficult. I didn’t think I was going to want her this much. I didn’t think I was going to feel a different emotion other than hate for the enemy. And want was the most dangerous thing a monster like me could feel for a her kind. —-Lydia’s POV—— He shouldn't be in my head. But he is. Like smoke clinging to the lungs, like old blood under fingernails, no matter how many times I try to wash my thoughts clean, he’s still there.

“Where?” His stare didn’t waver. “It’s time I introduce you to my world.” Her heart jumped without warning. She didn’t let it show. “Oh, I see,” she said with a bitter smile. “So now I get the honor of being dragged into your little mafia circle? What is this? A warning? A reward? Or just another power move?” He didn’t blink. “It’s reality.” And then he turned and walked away. Just like that. Kristen stood in the doorway, stunned. Her fingers clenched the soft fabric of her robe. She didn’t know whether she was nervous or furious. Maybe both. Maybe more than both. Maybe something else she didn’t have a name for.

"Please, Samantha... have mercy. I’ll do whatever you want. Please—for our father’s sake—show me some pity..." Elise grabbed the phone from Samantha in rage and shouted, "Now you want pity? Can you hear yourself? We all begged you, bitch! We begged you not to take what rightfully belonged to your sister, but you turned your back on us! Samantha has sacrificed so much for you, and you repay her with betrayal!" "Mo... Mother... please..." Emily whimpered. "I am not your mother! I never was, and I never will be! I am a werewolf, you loser. Let that sink in!" Elise roared.

He said that with a straight face, no traces of regret or whatever. If I was a monster, what would they be called? They were the ones who made me a monster in the first place. I turned back and headed out dragging my precious sabre with me. I heard them sigh in relief as I stepped out, they had planned this emotional trap for me and it would be a waste to let it go. I headed up to the attic where I knew they had hidden their son, too bad that he was going to die.

“We want assurances that when you invade Crescent Moon and kill Alpha Avery, I will be it’s Alpha and Amanda here will be my Luna.” “What is your name?” “James Monroe.” “I like you James. You’ve got yourself a deal. Now, who is she looking for?” “A white witch.” “Not possible. I killed that white witch that was helping my slaves escape.” “Also not accurate. Haley was sneaking your slaves out. She sent them to the witch for help. That witch has a daughter.” Excellent. I let my anger get the best of me and I killed that white witch. I won’t make that mistake again. I need her to make the future the way I want it. Haley will be mine again.

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Veronica looked her sister up then down, "And what a spineless dog you are. Can't even stand up against the Mommy who abused her even before she could walk." "That's it," Monique growled. Envy filled the air as she summoned Leviathans from the Earth. Then, the dream plane shifted and they all came tumbling down to the forest, just as when Veronica summoned her succubi. "How dare you?!" Monique screamed, looking at Asmodeus and Leviathan's spawns clash against each other. "Making your legion fight their own kind." "If you feel so sympathetic to them, Monique, why don't you just fight me one on one?" Veronica asked, also standing behind her horde. LJ and Alice were already in the fray.