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Blood from my nose had run past my lips and chin, smearing across my cheeks and ears. The front of my shirt had long since lost its original color. It was soaked through with blood. The pool beneath me had spread to Derrick’s shoes, sticky and dark. “Harriet?” Derrick’s voice trembled. He called my name again. “Harriet?” Mom had been celebrating Sheila’s safe return. When she saw Derrick storm toward the storage room, she followed him. The sight before her made her scream. She covered her mouth and staggered back a step. Dad had been comforting the frightened Sheila. After hearing the commotion, he rushed over as well.

Rough hands shoved me into the stone wall, the impact ripping the air from my lungs. Claws raked across my arm, burning hot. I cried out, my necklace flaring with light as blood welled against her skin. Becca’s laugh was cruel, sharp. “Guess the freak bleeds like the rest of us.” The pain was white-hot, but deeper than that—something inside me stirred, a dangerous swell of power threatening to burst free.My vision blurred. I could hear the pulsing of blood.

Rian raised her head, she shivered, she saw lust in this strange man's face. -Let me go! What are you doing! -…. - He's the bad guy, help me! Rian hastily shouted, wanting to get rid of the disgusting hand that was touching her. Most of the customers in the store were female, the screams caught their attention, they looked at Rian together. They were hesitating whether to step forward to help her or not, no one was brave enough for fear of being implicated. Not to mention he hasn't taken any big action yet, and Rian seems to have made a big deal out of it, maybe it was just a misunderstanding, they found a convincing reason for themselves.

Chapter 5 Sofia's POV I spent the rest of the day lost in thought, trying to imagine what tonight's event would look like. The thought of attending a mafia gathering, where the most notorious figures would converge, sent shivers down my spine. My first encounter with the mafia still haunted me - the memory of blood splattering everywhere, the sound of gunfire echoing through the chapel, and the lifeless body crumpling to the ground. It was a gruesome reminder of the world Mark inhabited, and now, I was being pulled into its depths.

he warned. Day Two: Achi lost consciousness during training. When he woke, his eyes were pitch black, and his voice echoed like two beings speaking at once. “He’s merging,” Marcus whispered. “With what?” Ava asked. He didn’t answer. Day Three: Ava saw her mother again—this time not in a vision, but in a dream too vivid to be false. “When the Blood Moon rises, you will either become her… or end everything,” her mother said before fading into mist.

They got their money the easy way by stealing it or pushing drugs and she’d been worried about Nicky getting involved with them. This gang had lived on a farm just outside of the city. The whole place was filthy and dangerous with garbage and junk cars everywhere. The young men and women who lived there rarely bathed and the women paraded around in various stages of undress. The one and only time she was present had been at a party where everyone had been stoned out of their minds. It all came crashing down one night when Nicky was with another member of the Collective. They were going to a MMA fight to watch the bout between Sazon and another headliner, Vincent Cruz. The main fight was the

The Bloods were left to clean the mess since they did not fight in the battle. The moons and bloods had done as I instructed and captured some witches who looked frightened. Some of them were crying, while others were a bit relieved, and I wondered who sent them to war. We headed towards the packhouse, and I asked them to keep the new pack in a hall for questioning and processing.

“You know, I’ve lived through almost seven decades, and I know a bloodline that had white hair. Moonblood.” “Moonblood?” She nods. “Yes. The first of their kind was born under a red moon. It altered their chemistry, from what I read. Their powers are similar to the moon goddess.” My heart sinks to the pit of my stomach, chest tightening. “What happened to them?” “They were wiped out.” She flips the page. “These clan of wolves didn’t live among regular wolves because they were hated, envied for their strength. We heard that regular wolves tipped off human hunters, and every single one was killed.”

she said confused while looking at me. "Maybe it's not working?" I said to her, questioningly. "That's impossible. I mean, I've treated many people whose wounds were deeper than yours, but they disappeared immediately," she said. "How did that happen?" I asked, confused. "I do not know. I'll just ask Grandma later, the important thing is that your blood is no longer flowing," she answered. We turned to Knox's when we heard someone shout. My eyes widened when I see the two vampires lying on the ground and slowly turning into ashes. Knox grabbed the neck of the vampire who was already up in the air and trying to get out of Knox's grip.

"So I did something stupid. I destroyed his bike, got back with my ex, and said some things I shouldn't have. But it worked. Griffin hates me. He's safe. He's fine. Sure, I could have done something else. I could have talked to him about what I'm doing. I could have spoken to Vanessa. But I got myself into this, I have no intention to drag innocent people into. No matter what the alpha says, Griffin is one of the good ones. He deserves a chance at survival. If I'm correct, they'll be taking another kid today. The gym teacher is more involved now. He can suck a glass dick. His life, I will tear to shreds and laugh about it. So let's go over a few things that I've gathered. Some of the adults