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Like I was electrocuted, I pushed him off me and also took a step back. "Erm...erm...," Well f*ck me because I had no idea what to say. My thoughts were all jumbled up and the only thing keeping me sane by the minute was the fact that I was staring straight ahead the cell and not into those confusing orbs. Lest I forget, why were their orbs so haunting? One minute both orbs of the brothers are beautiful, the next minute their scary and then a disaster. What the hell is going on?

Their skins turning pale, their bodies having sparse flesh atop its skeletal framework and veins turning black making them look more or like zombies. The remaining four had to find a cure for this ailment, "Black Death"; they called it, Kimora was created by them, it came with a price, killing everyone with dark matter and three of the elders died in the process, Kimora was so powerful it did the job but a little too well having a mind of its own the last Elder saw this as a threat had the Kimora gotten rid of and he vanished not to be seen again.

Alphas had red eyes,alphas to be orange ,betas blue and omegas yellow. Green was very rare so much so there hasn't been any in the last 300 years. Atlas's eyes seem to have fire in them, it was hard not to look at him. I have to thank Saf, hearing her purring in my head made me shake my hand and lose the eye contact. "I think I could use that drink right about now." I say as I push past his hand and grab my glass. He smiled at me while shaking his head.

"They live among us Walk-in our dreams And see right through Our deepest desires They hear our thoughts. And prey on our fears Their soft voices Echo in our minds with promises of forever Darkness falls They heed the call of thirst The night belongs to them Eyes burn red with hunger It's our blood they crave and it's our bloodline They wish to enslave When the birth of a new day Peaks over the horizon And our shadows rise to meet them They retreat to their sanctums And seek solace in dark places In the sun, we find comfort In the light, they disappear They are The Forsaken..." Cadence said the words out loud over and over, trying to make sense of them. After a while, though, she stopped tryi

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Undead Creations: Bone Knight: A towering behemoth clad in armour forged from the very bones of the fallen. These warriors are formidable in battle, their strength augmented by the souls of countless warriors bound within their skeletal frame. Summoning a Bone Knight requires a vast number of souls and a deep connection to the power of death. Wraith Stalker: A spectral assassin, swift and deadly, composed of pure ethereal energy. Wraith Stalkers are masters of stealth and surprise, their forms flickering in and out of existence, leaving trails of icy cold in their wake.

Author's POV The forest on the borderlands was thick with mist and moonlight, as if the earth itself held its breath in anticipation of war. In a hollowed out cave beneath the roots of an ancient tree, shadows moved like ghosts around a dying fire. The remnants of Late Alpha Kendrick’s loyalists sat in silence, their eyes gleaming like predators in the dark. The air was tense with frustration, the weight of stalled vengeance pressing down on them like stone. “They were supposed to be dead three moons ago,” growled Oric, one of Kendrick’s most ruthless enforcers, slamming a clenched fist onto the rock floor. His breath fogged in the cold night air. “This delay weakens us.”

Leo was there, his runes glowing with a soft, sunset-orange light. The Fourteen Blood-Lords were gone. The Hunger was gone. But as the sun rose over the Eastern Continent, a single, black-ink crow landed on my shoulder. It didn't have violet eyes. It had Amber eyes. "The Thirteenth Cycle is the Cycle of the Orphan," the crow spoke with my mother’s voice. "But the Fourteenth Cycle... the Fourteenth is where the Sun finally meets the Moon without a shadow." I looked at the Eastern horizon. A massive, golden gate was rising from the mountains.

The Kade boys all shared the same dark hair and olive skin tone from their mother, but Johnny was the only one to inherit his father's silver orbs. "You look like shit." Johnny announced as he collapsed into a chair unceremoniously. "Are you ever going to sleep?" "I'll sleep when I'm dead." Lucas grumbled, finding a few shreds of his sense of humour under his exhaustion. "You're also looking at the interim Alpha of this pack." Johnny's eyebrows shot up to his hairline before he burst out laughing. "You poor bastard." "I wouldn't laugh if I were you." Lucas smirked. "You're my interim Beta."

“Not yet you don’t, there are four groups of powers and you must claim a part of them all, to do this someone from each area of power must give over theirs and sacrifice it to you, you will then be able to channel all of these and use them” “what , what are the groups?” I hardly dare ask “The Vampires which you already know of, the witches, the elves and the wolves”. “Hang on a second there are witches, wolves and elves? How does no one know about them? Am I meant to meet all these creatures? How am I meant to take their powers? How am I meant to know how to do all this?”