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Or in my case, I helped speed it up a little. It was Christmas Eve again, and the heating in my new apartment was strong and warm. Outside the floor-to-ceiling windows, fireworks bloomed across the sky. I sat on the carpet, and behind me stood a brand-new acrylic display case stretching across the entire wall. The shelves were filled with Labubu, Zimomo, and all kinds of collectible figurines I'd loved. Every single one was perfectly intact and gleaming with a delicate, polished luster. In the very center stood a spanking-new Singer. I'd bought it at a high price from a private collector.

More like a pet than an equal. “Nonsense, Castro. I don’t believe the dragon has a Trueblood. I’m sure he used gold or other means to secure his safe place here in Noirvald and protection from Lord Tibold.” “Who’s Lord Tibold?” asked North. She was addressing the question to Kira.

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"The neural regeneration technology, the corporate alliances, your family's legacy..." "Especially then," Nathan growled, his touch growing more demanding. "Watching you dismantle our enemies' schemes, protecting what's ours with that magnificent mind..." He nipped at my throat, making coherent thought increasingly difficult. "It makes me want to give you the world, just to see what glorious chaos you would create with it."

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Nathaniel explained. As they spoke, they arrived at the third floor, which was the core area of the entire garrison. After they had taken their seats, Nathaniel said, "Adrian, you can speak now." Adrian nodded and said, "Those markings are related to a faction called the Netherites. And yes, your previous speculation was correct. The Netherites are composed of dark hunters." "Really?" Nathaniel was shocked. He had not heard of the Netherites before. Therefore, he was genuinely curious where Adrian had heard about them.

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Please ask them where Tim and my sons are. ‘Nicholas is going to let me drink from him, Dominique. I am going to push the energy into you. It will heal you faster. I hope it gives you enough strength to fight your way out. Or at least breaks your bonds.’ ‘Nathaniel, save your energy. I can feel you wearing down.’ ‘I’ll be fine. I will keep the energy I get from his Beta.’

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With wide eyes, she looks up at mine, searching and probing. “You’re a Nero?” she asks in a breath. I nod, but realize that those listening can’t see it. “My name is Nova Ainsley. I grew up on Korpillion. I worked for Horne Energy, but for lunars before I escaped the planet, I was making illegal Neron weapons.” “The weapons maker?” Arden asks, and I can tell, her mind is reeling from all of the revelations.