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she said. Jenny then walked away without looking back, her hand in Jackson's, who looked so much like her first love. Most of the people around her were the type to suck up to the powerful and step on the weak. One word from Jenny, and they made sure every job I applied for fell apart. Even a beggar took pity on me and bought me a burger, but they crushed it under their feet. "That burger cost two-fifty. That's half a day's food allowance for you. You really know how to waste it."

Back then, Ruby was always dreaming about the capital city of Norcrown. "Silas, if our company ever really makes it big, let's move our headquarters to Norcrown! But I've heard office space in the financial district costs a fortune… When the time comes, let's rent an entire floor and make it grand! How does that sound?" I was still lost in thought when the car stopped in front of an estate in the heart of the city. The moment I walked in, the smell of home-cooked food greeted me. My mom ran out of the kitchen, her eyes red, and she gave me a big hug. "Silas! You're finally home! Look how thin you've gotten! Just how much have you been through out there?!"

His mouth gaped when he recognized the intrinsic bigotry within his words. “No,” Twister said. “It’s not that we think, Bjorn. It’s what they believe. We come from the sky. They are trapped here on the surface. The Walkers provide to us half of what they produce in any resources that meet our needs. It gives them pleasure and joy.” “If that is happiness,” Bjorn said, his focus settling on the whimpering Walker, "Keep it far from me. That’s not the gentle alarm of a child sorry for having displeased his father.”

"Eleanor, Hannah's already been hurt. You've gone too far. You can finish your little performance by yourself." He gently lifted Hannah into his arms and turned to leave. "No, Brandon. Please don't leave. Don't leave me here!" His footsteps paused for only a second, but he kept walking anyway. The kidnapper in front of me grinned lewdly as he approached. "She made good on her word. I get paid for helping her, and I end up with a gorgeous girl like you." My heart went cold. I stared in the direction Brandon had disappeared. In that moment, I finally steeled my heart and made my decision.

According to the Moretti family's rules, my twin sister Chloe and I were supposed to inherit our grandmother's trust when we turned eighteen. But the night before the trust was unlocked, my mother came to us with red-rimmed eyes and told us the family was three million dollars in debt. We needed to pay it off immediately. My fiancé Damian held my hand and moved our wedding date up to the end of the year. He promised we'd face it together. That night, Chloe and I both signed the waiver. Three days later, I got my Harvard acceptance letter with a full scholarship. I rushed home early to share the news—and walked straight into the living room projector still running. On the screen was a g

AMELIA “We’re leaving,” I told Theia and Ren as we passed through the throngs of werewolves dancing to the classic, Footloose. “We’re going back to the lodge?” “No.” I held her hand. “We’re leaving this place. I’ll meet my family at the house later.” “Hey, Amelia!” I groaned as I heard Walker. I paused and composed myself before I turned around. “Hi.” He looked cute, though, in his white shirt and dark pants. He combed his blond hair back. His brown eyes were shining in excitement.