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He opened his mouth partially, but before he could do anything horrible, Cassie appeared behind Rafael. “Take this, Raf,” She said and handed him a piece of paper. Rafael’s eyes widened on reading its contents. Nate saw this opportunity and quickly slipped away. His canines shrunk and his non-existing heart beat calmed. When he turned around a while later, he spotted Rafael talking to a woman with platinum blond hair in inaudible whispers alone in one corner of the dark hall. She was dressed in a white-striped knee-length dress. Since she had her back to him, Nate couldn’t see her face, but he was curious as to what they were talking about. He inched closer, trying to eavesdrop on their conv

The smell is usually comforting, but right now it’s making me feel sick. Tabatha sets a white candle on either side of the nightstand and ignites them with magic. She moves to the foot of the bed and holds out a quartz crystal wand. “Powers of North, South, East and West, I call on you with this request. Remove the evil in the space, and leave good fortune in its place.” As she speaks, a sharp pain starts in my wrist. When she holds up the crystal, my arm starts to tingle.

I take control of my wish for the future. I press my fingertips to his temples. And I dive into his mind. Deeper, deeper, I dive into the dark. I battle past the screams, the twisted memories. I vanquish the many faces of Cyrillius. I gather Neron as I plummet toward that dark center. I pull back my fist as I see it ahead. And I swing as we connect. The entire world around me explodes at the connection, and my vision flickers white, then blue, then black.

Nida didn't like to sleep with anyone, even though they fit on the mattress on top of the mat on the floor. The only light in the room came from the moon, which shone through the open window. She sighed again when the familiar sadness gripped her chest. She felt hollow, as if she wanted to embrace someone or something, but she didn't know who or what. She closed her eyes and tried to force herself to sleep. Maybe it was because of the fatigue from doing laundry earlier that she was able to fall asleep quickly. Lyzza didn't know what she was doing in that house. It was unfamiliar to her. However, there was a part of her that knew the place; it seemed familiar to her. Particularly, the big pic

I ask for the second time. MYSTERIOUS OLD LADY: Why does it matter to you, do you also want to kill me like you killed that old man? (She whispers into my ears and I tremble) I'm still lying in the darkness and I can feel her breath all over me. I feel like she's encircling my bed and whispering into my ear whenever she gets close to it. I can feel the continuous motion around me. I'm still, and I can't move my body.

Jacob exclaimed, both he and his partner drawing their pistols. "Oh my, I'm trembling with fear," the woman responded sarcastically, raising her hands in surrender. "Playtime is over," she added, scowling. In the blink of an eye, she swiftly cleaved off Jacob's head with her razor-sharp claws. Jacob's headless body stood for a moment before collapsing, the detached head rolling across the floor until it came to a halt at the feet of his partner, eyes wide open. "I'm going to kill you!" the fair-skinned guard screamed, opening fire at the vampire woman. However, it was as if he were shooting at thin air, as not a single bullet came close to touching her.

But in the background, the shadows lurked, indicating a grim undertone to the brightness like the clouds that blighted an azure summer day. He watched as Osiris and Isis welcomed the birth of their son, holding the bundle to the shimmering sun as two falcons danced a proud waltz in homage to the young God. His eyes drifted to Noelle, sitting with his eyes closed as he absorbed the music and breathed evenly to calm his nerves. The costume highlighted his muscles and accentuated a tight, manly form, and the golden make-up showed how toned his torso was, giving it an exotic sheen. Alexandre felt his stomach clench. In all his years, he hadn't felt this sensation. The distracting gnaw of pressur

“You really don't remember anything? Well, let me recap a little for you. Yesterday was the last ball of the season, everyone was excited about it. We had our driving lessons and then got ready for the party. We got to the party, it was going well. Your crazy mother showed up with a bump on her head, we all joked about it. Then you pulled Axel to the dance floor and danced with him, everyone watched, and everyone was happy. I and Max joined and other people did too. After the dance, I don't fucking know what happened but you suddenly got into an argument with Axel and you stormed off. You have been missing since then and you showed up this morning with your fucking nude all over the internet

~Lisa’s POV~ "You?!" I yelled when I saw his face. I was so confused; I barely remembered anything that happened the night before, but I remembered seeing him in that bar. However, he looked so different now. He had tattoos everywhere. It was scary. I was scared for my life, and I had no idea who they were, which just frightened me even more. "Lisa, how could you be so stupid?!" I scolded myself. "Will you calm down, or should I tell my boys to calm you down their way?" he threatened in the most masculine aura I'd ever seen. He seemed dangerous.

She turned in her sleep and the robe she wore on top of the revealing nightie he saw last night flew open exposing her goodies to his hungry eyes. He willed himself to look away and not be tempted by the shape of her body and how well her breast pressed against the fabric of the nightie, he could see her perky nipples and was very tempted to touch them, how he was able to spend the night with such a gorgeous woman and not take her was beyond him but now that he was awake, he had to remind himself who she was and why it would be a bad idea to start anything with her. Lance finally got himself to look away from her and got off the bed, he meant to leave without waking her but she must be a lig