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A smile washes over my face as his rough voice floods the space, and I can just imagine his tired, haggard face. “Because not only are you the weapons manufacturer,” he continues, “you’re also a Nero. And you’ve managed to bag the only other Nero in the galaxy they know about. I think you could stand to learn a little humility, Nova.” “Slag, Edan, you’re alive!” I say, relief flooding through me. “Are the others okay?” “What the void, Nova?” Zayne’s voice speaks through the overhead sound system. “You can’t just go and disappear like that and then make a major outing on The Black Hole of Truth. Are you trying to give everyone a slam heart attack?”

Nikon used a dry tone to introduce me, with a rough hand gesture. "And Lavender, this is the youngest one, Igor!" Nikon then proceeded to point at the green-eyed brother, the one who had caught me listening in on his brothers. Igor was just as tall as Nikon. They were both broad with slim waists. If I had to compare them to someone, I’d probably say they were like the hot CEO anime guys, but with real darkness in their hearts. "And this is Easton, the model and singer, and your sweet stepbrother," it was Nikon’s way of remembering his brother’s online fake persona.

“He’s been having some problems with the kids at school and… not having a father. I don’t want to give him the wrong idea or get his hopes up.” My heart that was soaring now crashes. I forgot how cruel little kids can be at times. I draw my hand towards her cheek and stroke it gently. “I understand,” I respond in Italian. “I won’t give him any reason to think we’re more than friends unless you really want him to know.” She seems relieved. “Thank you, Nero,” she says and I take the plates from her and walk to the dinner table. As we eat dinner, I make a point to include Nereo in the conversation. He’s a bright kid, full of energy and curiosity. It’s not long before we’re talking about soccer,

“Maybe just watch from the side. I don’t want to make it weird for the team.” The studio was bright and busy. White backdrops, big lights, and people moving everywhere. Kai stood in the middle wearing an open white shirt and dark jeans, the phoenix tattoo clearly visible. The photographer, a tall guy named Nico with messy hair and a loud voice, circled him. “Chin up a bit more,” Nico called. “Yeah, like that. Give me that ‘I know I’m hot’ look. Perfect.” Kai shifted his weight. “Like this?”

He paces threateningly in front of us, ensuring to look into our gazes as he passes. Niko has no trouble intimidating everyone here. A couple years older than us, he adorns two small scars that run parallel to each other on his right cheek. His hands are also littered in scars, their cause unknown. I can safely assume he wouldn’t share their origin with anyone else. And those eyes, I can imagine being the only part of his body seen by a victim as he achieves his goal as a Silent. “He will want to see you all. Hear your names and such,” Niko explains. “Any questions?”

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Just before the door could close off, leaving just the two of us inside, a foot was shoved in, stopping the doors from sliding shut. The two men that had been walking with Zane stood outside. Niko's head tilted to me, and he gave me a harmless smile, which should have made me calm but did the opposite. His pair of grey eyes was the warmest I had ever seen. “Hey, I'm Nikolai, but you can call me Niko.” I turned right in time to watch Zane roll his eyes. The other man with messy light brown hair and blue eyes gave me an apologetic smile. “He rambles whenever he's excited.”

she said as I breathe and walked away from her to get the pool equipment. I went to where the trash was and used the equipment to pick the trash in the net. I pulled it back see it was lipstick with Noemie initial on it. "Quinn? " they called again I went over to them to see Noemie with her friends at the edge of the pool mumbling. "Yes..." I muttered under my breath. "We are hungry be a dear and order us something to eat like noodles." I brought out my phone to call the noodle place and place all their order and waited for it to arrive, soon it came and I went over to give them their order.

My legs straighten, curled toes relaxing. The sound of a rip grabs my attention. Before I can ask what the noise was, Max is in between my legs, and shoving down his briefs. His length springs free and my mouth falls open with surprise. It's as big as I thought it was and more. Grabbing my hips with impulsive need, he suddenly freezes. His eyes falling on my hipbone. Pushing myself up on my elbows I look at what he's looking at and notice his thumb rubbing circular motions on the pineapple tattoo that marks my skin.

Oneil couldn’t believe. But his cousin only rolled her eyes. “Duh, you could always kill off my photo vibes by your cold stare of refusal. But I’m your cousin, and just like you, I have my own ways to win.” That time, she wiggled her eyebrows as a declaration of victory, and stolen shots of Oneil, especially the cranky ones, are her trophies.