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I caught a glimpse of Xi, a sinister smile plastered across her face as Owen charged again. I slammed my fists into his back, aiming for his kidneys, as he tackled me to the ground. The chain tethering me to the wall groaned under the stress of both our weight and an idea flashed through my mind. I wrapped my arms and legs around his body, forcing him close, and began rocking us with the momentum of his attempts to escape my hold. Owen growled and writhed as I tightened the pressure around him. I could feel the chain straining under our weight, pulled to its limit as we grappled each other. Suddenly, fur exploded across Owen’s body. He had shifted, causing me to lose my hold on him and any h

Anatoli asked. Without turning to them, Orcenal grabbed something from his bag. He showed it to them, making them squint in displeasure. It was a book. Orcenal found it inside Harriet’s room this morning. The book was the prophecy from the other world, and the title was... [The Crown’s Diamond]. Anatoli and Ayja immediately stood back up and approached him. When they were about to reach and observe the book, Orcenal threw it to the raging fireplace.

She smiled and placed her hand onto Jane's cheek. "Stay strong young one," Enits added before Mark escorted Jane out of the room. "It is true, I also cannot read her. Sebastian, when a human is chosen to become part of our education system, each member of the council, inserts 10 ml of their blood into the human's bloodstream. Which is against their will but allows their emotions to remain stable and releases a force that attracts Dolhq citizens. Every Dolhq that studies a human feels this attraction but it is not real. It is simply because of our blood that runs through their veins. You don't love me because I'm a good person or because you know me." She explained.

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Orion. I swerved around and raised the book in my hand. “Orion?” I glanced at Owen, then at the book. “Like, the same Orion??” Peeling the front cover and a few after that, a vibrant picture Orion sat on it. I gasped and the book fell from my hand. Owen said nothing, but kept his gaze on me. Are you kidding me?! “I tore the lycan king with my claws?!” I shrieked with eyes wide open. “How- why… jeez..” having no ability to form words, I settled on just blinking. My blue eyes rested on the book on the floor showing his face.

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He leaned forward to take in more of the intoxicating scent of Jasmine, his eyes closed and he unconsciously leaned closer to her neck taking in the refreshing smell but at the moment she turned her face to the side, their noses brushed against each other, halting their movements. His eyes opened, feeling her move. His world stopped meeting a pair of earthly green orbs. Hazel caged her pupil while green guarded the iris. Deep swirling pools of green guarded by thick lashes, his eyes traveled down to her dainty button nose, slight chubby cheeks, a perfect jaw, his gaze flickered to those delicate petal like lips, plum and soft looking, black threads of silk framing her face and the nerdy big

The chamber wasn't dark so Nyxoria could see everything. Ora gave a small snort, the sound muffled behind the dark veil that covered her face, hiding whatever expression she wore beneath it. "I’ve been standing here for a while now," Ora replied, her voice light with amusement and that usual strange calmness she always carried. "It’s not my fault you were too distracted to notice me." Nyxoria blinked and looked down at the old book still in her hands. She clutched it a little tighter before lifting her eyes back to Ora.

I slowly went to sit on the sofa, on the spot where he was sitting some time ago. I stared at the first book. A yellowed cover, almost a few decades old, lay inconspicuously on top of the other books. I should divert my mind. What if Janet’s vision is wrong? I have never met an oracle until today, but I have heard that not everything they say is written in stone. Having nothing better to do or think about, I picked up the first book titled ‘Renaud pack’s Rise and Fall’ which was written by Al Mauvin.