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Because he deserved it. “But you guys are werewolves right?” I inched closer. “I mean, he’d heal himself right away after the fall, wouldn’t he?” “Do you know that for a tree to be the highest, it gives up everything else just to reach for the sky?” Rum inhaled sharply and added in a fierce tone, “That means it has the shortest, barest and sharpest branches.” I don’t get it. “You mean, he was scratched? Or—oh my god, he was stabbed!”

he nodded for Adele to raise his palm and touch her left breast. “They are yours, squeeze them, suck them, pinch them as you want.” She whispered for Harden to smile releasing his hands. “I’m. I’m sorry” he whispered carrying his crotches and raising himself before walking towards his wheelchair. Adele frowned wondering what she said. “I didn’t mean to upset you, I was just excited that… “No.. no, it’s not you, you are beautiful and I want to do what you said but, I don’t think I deserve it yet, I need to earn it,” he said riding himself out of his room which made Adele sigh closing her face.

"You have a heart that beats with compassion, a mind that brims with wisdom, and a spirit that perseveres through adversity. These are the qualities that will make you an extraordinary Luna, Nesta. Trust in yourself, and the pack will follow." “They don't know what they want," he declared, his voice resonating with unwavering conviction, "they are blinded by their own ideals and beliefs. But those clouded ideals will never stop you from taking your rightful place, Nesta. I can take their heads for disobeying you, but I will not. For I want you to show them who you are, and where they belong. You are their Luna, no matter what they want to believe or what they strive to obtain." His grip on m

I whisper. “I'm sorry-” Anger rises in me. He just keeps damn pushing, like a broken record. “No you're not!” I snap. “You don't care about me.” I swat his hand away. “All you care for is what I am! Your perfect china doll you've stowed away in the attic next to a hammer for the day you feel like smashing it. But you've forgotten something: that doll is adamantine. That doll cannot break.” His eyes flash. “You are the thing I hold dearest, Janet. My finest creation. Of course you are indestructible.”

Suddenly, she bowed, and when she straightened up, she uttered very solemnly, "I'll always remember what you've all done for me today, my beloved seniors. From today onward, you're all my best friends and the most trustworthy partners. If you're not in the Heavenly Spirit, I won't be in the Heavenly Spirit; If you're not in the Amethyst Palace, I won't be in Amethyst Palace!” If the first few sentences touched everyone's hearts, the last ones that were close to grand ambitions were enough to make people's jaws drop. Charlotte's remarks were not like other people's illusory promises, like sharing her success with everyone in the future. That was just like a castle in the sky, completely unbel

"No, I am not crying because I am sad. But, I am crying because I feel very happy. I am very happy because you said the most beautiful words I have ever heard, Your Majesty. Thank you, you are the kindest person I have ever known. Believe someday, you will be a great king! " "Judy ... thank you." ***

Thanking God for all her blessings was top priority. They started trekking up the mountain as partners. Jaimee felt lucky that her partner was Jack, the guide, himself. If anything happened she had the expert himself. Her calf muscles were already starting to burn as they ascended the mountain, but further along, her adrenaline made the burn go away. She started walking faster, building up speed but Jack gave her a warning, “Don’t burn yourself out too quickly, Jaimee, we still have a long way to go before sunset. Get plenty of fluids too. But you’re all doing great, let keep going a little further before we stop to eat lunch.”

A way to make me suffer more before he took my life for what Baila had done. “You are familiar with the dark arts. Necromancy. No?” he cocked a brow at me. I swallowed. It burned my throat to do so. Certainly, the high king of the realm who had relentlessly persecuted witches over the years was not asking me to bring his son back from the dead. He knelt before me, taking my chin gently between his thumb and his index finger. My blue eyes met with his dark brown eyes and I saw the grief in them, desperation like no other. Dark circles marred the skin beneath the high king’s eyes. His eyes were red rimmed and filled with tears as he stared into mine pleadingly.

and a million dollar smile played on his lips. ''I'll will search you Miss. Cindrella if my feelings are pure and genuine...we'll find the ''Darkest Shade of Love''.Life has given me another chance to restart my life.To cherish every moment I live and I want you beside me as my love.I am going to hunt you Cinderella.You are here around me.My heart can feel your presence."He murmured to himself. ****************************

Juste also tenderly smiled, but she wasn’t able to see it as her chin was hooked on the back of his shoulder. After an hour or so, Maxill recited to them of the whole stanza of the cure: "Roots of red, drool of flesh, tall as pillar, Stem of brown, crown of thorns, revealed on pyre, Leaves of green, thick of water, at one's behest Petals of white, rise of giants, at peaceful rest Seed of black, depths of earth, one in all." “It’s called the Remedium,” Juste answered Maxill. “It was said to turn a fellhound into an untainted witborn.”