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Her power had finally awakened, and now it demanded reverence. Yet the witches—those who had once stood at Dorian’s side—did not learn. “Shift back,” one of them snapped, her voice sharp and cold as steel. “You’ve done enough damage. Or we will do worse.” Worse? Damage? Olivia’s head tilted ever so slightly, fire trailing like ribbons from her wings as the heat around her surged. The air shimmered. Cracked. The ground beneath her feet began to smolder, faint embers dancing like whispers of a storm waiting to rise.

he suggested playfully, trying to lighten the mood. Olivia nodded vigorously, her frustration evident. “I hate them! It’s so stupid! I don’t even know why I’m crying!” Her voice trembled, and she looked up at him with her wide, shimmering eyes, searching for reassurance. He immediately wrapped her in his arms, feeling the warmth of her body against his. As he pressed a gentle kiss to the top of her head, he breathed in her familiar scent, a soothing mix of vanilla and something uniquely her. “Cry if you need to. I’m not going anywhere,” he whispered, trying to instill a sense of safety.

~At a dusky park A nameless bird that sings Where are you Oh you Why are you crying You and I are the only ones here Me and you Oh you~ - BTS(V&RM), Four O'clock --- --- --- --- --- --- --- The tiny and crooked house basked in silence once Stefanos was done telling his story, safe for the distant chiming of the church bell. But even after the bell had stopped chiming, the silence continued, until it started getting awkward for Stefanos. Because not only had he shared his pitiful past with the Omega, but had also broken down.

Yvonne asked me to focus on a beam of light on the ceiling. I concentrated on the light. After a few minutes, she asked gently, “Who are you?” “Aurora Twilight.” “Do you know Harry Chalamet?” “Yes, I do.” “No, you don’t.” “I do. I know him. No… I don’t know him.” “You don’t know him.” “I… don’t know him.”

“if I start playing twisted games, you won't survive, little wolf.” I yank my arm away from him and start walking towards the door, legs shaking. I am done. I am done with Zade, I am done with this party, I am just done. A figure steps out of the shadows and obscures the door. “noice show, slut.” Olivia. She is waving her phone in front of her, a smile on her red lips. “did you have fun kissing him? Isn't he a good kisser? Makes you forget everything else in the world and get sucked right into the experience, right?”

She explained shrugging to then extend the glass with the soda to Olivia. After that, something strange happened, Livie asked me to dance, so I took it as a free way to escape from that nest of snakes, and, when we were like thirty minutes dancing and creating our world apart in that shitty party full of gangsters and bandits, I felt a liquid touch my arm and I heard Olivia's gasp, and then I felt a fetid smell coming from her. “Are you okay?” A bald guy asked. The one who had thrown his drink on her, she nodded and without apologizing, the very idiot continued on his way as if nothing had happened. I was going to say a few things to him when Hillary and Cindy showed up.

Olivia frowned " you didn't say I couldn't rest if I was tired, you only said I wasn't allowed to cry" Venom was stumped " that rest could cost you your life, nevermind, we'll continue tomorrow" Olivia let out a sigh of relief " thank you master" She didn't think he would let her off so easily, she groaned as she dragged her aching legs back to Daera's quarters. *Havilah city*

Scott agreed while curling the small bug in his hands. The young vamp wolf accelerated around the street, marking the edgings of the block with Olivia’s red sand. He rejoined the others before tossing the now empty beg to his teammate. “What know?” Olivia answered Scott’s question by propping her hands to conjure her next incantation. “ Ut in spiritu vocat parabolam impenetrabilis obice,” “I gotta stay like this otherwise the cage will fall,” Olivia said. The massive spider slammed its body against its new impressment, only to be strong by every attempt.

By the time we reached Lunar Tower, Ethan was seething, and I was exactly where I wanted to be—by his side, with Olivia's credibility destroyed. (Olivia's POV) I sat on the floor outside Lily's room, clutching my phone as it rang. Elder Willow's name flashed on the screen. "Olivia?" her concerned voice came through when I answered. "Where are you? The ceremony is about to begin." I couldn't find words to explain what had just happened. How could I tell her that Ethan had abandoned me again, rushing off to chase a ghost based on Victoria's lies? "I don't think I can come back," I whispered, my voice hoarse from crying.