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Gavin came closer to me, not waiting for long; he immediately shot out his right hand and landed on my cheek so hard that I took a step back and almost hit the door behind me. "Gavin, don't do that to Mahira. How many times have you hit her over a misunderstanding, you thought, huh? It's enough that you made Mahira throw away everything she had for you; don't throw away Mahira's hope to stay alive," Adam defended. His voice rose so loudly.

It was a pathetic and undeniable craven existence but it was how they were winning the war. Dave let out a sigh. "No. He used a HG blade." I nodded. A brilliant man named Henry Gomez spent his life developing a UV spiked, but essentially silver based liquid that could be applied to any metallic object, leaving a coat of active poison that would kill both shade and host upon entering the their shared body. Something in perfectly balanced formula temporarily imprisoned the shade and as long as the wounds you inflicted on the human were mortal, the shade shared the same fate. The HG liquid had become as precious to us as light bulbs. It was hard to come by at the best of times, especially out h

I whip around to see us surrounded by rogues and a jeep comes up the old road stopping in front of us before I can comprehend what is happening Lanna is spinning on the spot whipping her walking stick through the air snapping rogue necks with each spin "Desert, run back to the group now" Lanna screams at me but before I can take a step a crack sounds in the air and as if in slow motion I see a bullet zip through the air and I change course running to Lanna but it too late the bullet has hit her in the chest, She is dead instantly, the anger inside of me wells, I can feel Sandy shaking, within seconds I'm standing on four legs ready to rip these rogues to hell, the dirt starts spinning around

He could keep himself satisfied with just looking at her from afar. "SURPRISE!" Raiden got almost knocked off his feet from the scene that unfolded before his eyes. His first thought was that what were they doing at his house at midnight. Jessica, Aaron and Calvin stood there with balloons scattered around their legs. While Jessica and Aaron had to huge grins plastered on their faces, Calvin had a tight smile which screamed, 'I am dying on the inside.'

Stephen’s facial expression becomes sullen, he looks like a kid who had his candy stolen from him, literally! So, since I don’t want to be the bearer of residual feeling I hurriedly lock my locker then try to flee from him, but he stops me as he stands up, positioning his 6.3 feet tall body that clearly shout out *I go to the gym every fucking day* in front of me like a fucking wall.

I'm the only one who loves you genuinely so please give me a chance baby. Cindy opened her eyes in shock as she realized she had been nothing but a fool. She placed her hands on her head which was spinning and turned around only to see Jack standing in front of her with so much anger written on his face.

She stood at the terrace staring at the clouds above her. All the things she'd been through and all the secrets, she had to keep started replaying in her head. It wasn't easy for her to behave normally after all she had been through to get this far. To be the lady she is now. All the time she was alone, she always remembered what was happening in her life currently. Even at times when she wasn't alone, she kept on remembering about her life. She heard thud of boots on the floor. She didn't bother to turn around to see who it was. She just wanted to get some fresh air before she could go inside.

To the way he hadn’t looked at me like he didn’t want to but like he was afraid of what would happen if he did. I rinse off slowly. The scent lingers anyway. My heart is beating too fast when I reach for the curtain. The sound stops me. The door. I freeze. Steam fogs everything, the curtain still drawn, my vision reduced to vague shapes and shadows. For a split second, I convince myself it’s nothing. Pipes. Footsteps passing. Then I hear his breathing. Devon. Neither of us speaks. The awareness is instant and electric. He can’t see me. I can’t see him. The curtain is a thin, ridiculous barrier, and somehow that makes it worse.

The LED screen shapes a heart, and I watch it break into two on the screen, “Umbra makes the rules, and for this fight… There would be no weapons.” “9 minutes 0 seconds.”