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the man replied flatly as he held out his arm for me to inspect. “Sorry, I need you to remove the top part of your clothes so that I can see your arm,” I told him a little shyly. “Sure…” The man answered without any emotions as he shrugged off his shirt to reveal his very muscular arms. Let’s focus on the wound…and not how well built he is! The wound didn’t seem too deep which was a relief. However, the wound was long like his arm had been slashed by a sharp knife or sword of some sort. --To be continued…

'' All of them jumped just in time for a group of hooded men to erupt from the soil and meet them with all sorts of weapons that were covered in purple flames. The next few minutes were filled with the sounds of battle. They were outnumbered but Aegis had been through worse. They wouldn't be intimidated by numbers. Each of them could just take on three at a time and it would be no problem. One particular hooded man caught his eye. He was staying at the back lines and he had no weapons save his green-glowing hands. He was a healer. Ryder saw an opening and cut through their lines, screams of pain trailing after him. The healer sensed that he was being targeted and was about to run when Ryder

Then Leonard's men were there, six of them coming around from the house side with the coordinated efficiency of people who had drilled for exactly this, and the blunt force of Ivanna's hired men met something considerably more disciplined, and the next several minutes did not organize themselves into a sequence Daveson could later fully reconstruct. He remembered a man grabbing his arm and Leonard driving an elbow into the man's throat before Daveson had finished processing the grip. He remembered the specific ringing silence that followed a shot fired close enough to his ear that the world briefly lost its edges. He remembered being pulled sideways, hard, by Leonard's hand fisted in the bac

“It needed a vessel. A doorway. A way to release darkness across the land.” My stomach twists. “And now it wants me.” “It wants your power,” he corrects. “Because you’re the only one who can stop it.” I shake my head. “I don’t know how. I don’t even understand what I am.” “You’re the One,” he says gently. “The only one who can save me. Save your mother. Save everyone.” Tears burn my eyes. “I don’t want to fight you.”

I may be an Alpha's daughter but I was no match against five huge wolves who all looked like they would tower over me but my chances of outrunning them were definitely high. I was brought out of my thoughts when a dark growl entered my mind for the second time. Looking back at the wolves I noticed that one of the men had shifted back to human and had already chucked on some shorts. He was definitely hot and judging by his toned body he most certainly worked out and looked around the age of twenty. "Shift, now." I knew from the power radiating from his demand that he was a Beta, a strong one. I wanted to growl at his order, after all, Alpha blood runs through my veins. But I knew it would onl

So she was sure this man was the one. After all, Panda B was an association of business men and women. And judging by this man's appearance, he must be from there. He's presence alone told her that he wasn't an ordinary man. Infact, she was also surprised at first when Lucia told her they were getting help from them. But she was still thankful to God for these children. They have suffered a lot. If this man could be with her little Lus, then he would protect both siblings now that Jonny, Lucia's fiance is about to break off the engagement. She really hoped that Lucia would be strong for herself and Pablo. Pablo was a sensible kid who knew when and when not to ask questions. Although he wante

He wielded a blade that appeared to be ordinary but emanated a wave of great oppression. He headed toward the crowd all by himself, but he was as intimidating as an army of a thousand soldiers. His aura flared like stormy seas, and the blade in his hand was particularly dazzling under the sunlight. The phrase ‘one-man army’ was tailored for him, seeing as he had the power to rival a thousand soldiers at the same time. “Ettore!” Even Ansel inhaled sharply when he saw Ettore walking from the other side. This guy had a lot of power, almost to the point of being intimidating. His most notable combat record dates from eight years ago.

But more kept coming. Vera was pulled into the trees. Greer fell. I was surrounded. And then— He came. Ronin. Blades drawn. He fought **against** them. Cutting down his own kind. Zuri shouted, “He’s one of them!” “No,” I yelled. “He’s with us!” The rogues pulled back. Some hesitated. Some fled. Ronin stood, breathing hard. Covered in blood. “Why did you come back?” I asked.

“How dare you compare yourself to my father? My father is a great alpha, and no, he doesn’t go around fighting innocent people. But when people like you bring the fight to him, be sure that we will always destroy you.” The man laughed. “You can’t destroy me. Do you know how many people I’ve destroyed? A man like that cannot be cut down in a day, so you can try, but none of you can destroy me.” “You think?” Horace let out mockingly. “I hope you have some kind of superpower to help you because this will definitely be the end of your life. You will never have the opportunity to destroy more people again.” “My man will protect me, Alpha Horace. They will never let you destroy me. They have too m

My family believed in democracy. Every decision was settled by a family vote. Dad, Mom, my brother Dylan Conley, and my sister Tessa Conley each got one vote. So did I. The problem was, four against one meant I never won. During my junior year of high school, my brother wanted a new computer. The vote was four to one. The money I'd saved for three years of tutoring was gone. In senior year, when it was time to submit college applications, I earned early admission to Northbridge University, but Tessa cried and said she couldn't stand the thought of me moving so far away. So the family held another vote. Dad pinned my application form beneath his hand. "Majority rules. You're going to