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“Pretty much all my life. Hell, I don’t even like to drive in them. I’ll pull over on the side of the road and wait it out.” There was a growing silence between them, but I looked into Remy’s eyes. They were sympathetic yet deep, soulful brown eyes that sparkled behind his glasses. I hadn’t noticed that before. A loud boom shook the windows, and I pulled the covers up to my neck. “What would Nathan do when it stormed?” I smiled. “He’d wrap his legs around me and hold me.” I giggled as I thought about Nathan’s dick usually poking me in the ass and one thing leading to another.

She doesn't like feeling weak. “Exactly. I am the Alpha of Nightmares. What is a common thing of nightmares?” he asked, his tone taking on a sinister quality as he leaned closer, claws starting to dig into my skin. “They are dark and terrifying?” I arched an eyebrow doing my best to maintain my bravado. I would not whimper for him. He obviously gets off on that shit.

Xavier slowly opened the file, his eyes scanning the title: Mission Report - 201 - Blood Crescent - I

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She felt herself getting wetter, her panties already soaked from more than just the rain. “Fuck, you taste good,” he muttered. He moved to the other breast, biting gently before soothing it with his tongue. His hand slid down her stomach and under the waistband of her jeans. He pushed them down along with her panties in one rough motion. Mira kicked them off the rest of the way. Now she was completely naked under him. Jake sat back on his knees and looked at her body. His eyes were dark with hunger. “So fucking pretty,” he said.

I turn around to see an older gentleman who looks like a doctor walking towards me. “Hello, my dear Ms. Dreasden. I am Doctor John Hopkins, Nelli’s psychiatrist. I was told of the events tonight and not to alarm you, but if at any time the lights go out close your eyes and do not open them no matter what you hear. Apparently Nelli is loose and not under control. See Nelli has no soul. She was born with the blackest eyes of any human being I have ever met. If she sees the fear in your eyes, she will scratch them out before she kills you.”

"It'll be corrupted." "What does that mean?" "It means Nathan Price is no longer human. And whatever he's become, it's unstable. Dangerous. Potentially catastrophic." An explosion of dark purple energy detonates at the southern border. The shockwave rocks the packhouse. Trees splinter. The ground cracks. Wolves shout. Alarms blare. I run outside. Liam and Micah right behind me. The sky above the southern forest is lit with purple light. Not the soft gold of Lycan energy. This is darker. Sick. Pulsing erratically like a diseased heart.

In the aftermath of squeezing the tursion backwards with more than a dozen dead ends, with dissatisfaction and sadness at its most noticeable, Sasha realized that she just needed to resort to the alternate course of action. He hated that agreement with all his being, loathed the very thought of his reality, but sadly it was his last chance to observe his father and help Angel get past Jorfit and the Fear Specialists. Sasha took a deep breath in, equipping herself with the mental fortitude to enter the room before she did. "Nothing satisfies me rather than an unexpected visitor," came a harsh voice as the doorway felt crushed as it opened. Sasha fixed her posture and with her jaw up she enter

He can give me answers, I thought to myself excitedly. I didn't move to get the note, so Nathaniel smirked then frisbeed it towards me. Tristan reached his hand up and managed to snatch it out of the air. He then screwed it up and threw it back at Nathaniel with a snarl. “You won't be telling your Sire a damn thing, you blood-sucking parasite.” He tilted his head back and let out an ear-piercing howl. I squinted and covered my ears until he'd stopped. Seconds later dozens of howls replied, and the vamp's eyes widened. He smirked and then said in a gritty voice,

Chapter 42: BURN EVERYTHING TO THE GROUND Xander – Crescent Moon Pack, Arena The arena stretched before me like a vast, jagged wound in the earth, its dark stones standing in stark contrast to the pale light of dawn that began to seep over the horizon. This was no ordinary battleground—it was a place of finality, where destinies were forged in blood and pain. The air felt suffocating, charged with the weight of countless lives that had been decided in this very space. Each breath I took tasted like dust and anticipation, a sharp reminder that today, everything would change.