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ALESSANDRO
The dominance in his eyes made my breathing hitch, and his amused eyebrow raised at my reaction.
"Ian will also be coming with us in case anything goes wrong, which it won't because I'm the best"
He smiled proudly with a playful glint in his eye, and I chuckled, but his big smile soon faded, turning into a slight smirk.
"You look so pretty" He admitted.
"Going soft on me again Mr. Russo?" I teased, running my hands all over his chest, tracing the tattoos that were visible through his shirt. A few buttons were undone, and a tattoo peaked out that said 'sedurre e distruggere' Written in cursive.
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VESPERA
When he got to Vespera, she was asked which cartoon character she really loved and she replied: "The Goddess from the Sinbad cartoon."
Ezekiel’s eyes twitched. His fists tightened and his hand holding the phone shook. The voices from the device only sank into the background of his mind as he stared at the smiley Vespera with less subconscious.
Lorna's favourite character was also the Goddess Eris from Sinbad, Legend of the Seven Seas.
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Alpha Alessandro
Alessandro:
“It is unfortunate, but the fire has cost more than one life. Among them was the famous veterinarian, Dr. Valerie Morozov.” We heard the news as Valerie sat on the chair in front of the dining table.
“I can’t believe that you managed to fake your own death by burning a body.” Leonardo said as I approached Valerie with a packet of ice. She looked at me and nodded in thanks before putting the packet in her hand.
“We still need to get that shoulder of yours checked.” I said, and she looked at it for a second before nodding.
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Vlademyre
Even without healing, my existence was one of constant pain and taunts.
The day I was summoned to heal the vampire, was the day I hoped for my freedom. Again the considerate bite was what I’d finally understood to be gentle. At my stare to the necklace that matched the seal placed around my neck, Vlademyre explained, “this is my family crest. My blood. It means that you belong to us. That no one without this crest may touch you. Feed from you or pair with you.”
This seemed quite important to Vlademyre, so I nodded because no one had since Daddy made the contract. “It also means that you must always protect any who wear one.” Agreeing to that condition was the least I could do for the protect
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Nobility of Vasking.
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Maxi's brow furrowed involuntarily when he saw the sender's name.
"Viscountess Hambris Florence"
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The Goddess Vessel
He said handing them to me.
I collected them and looked up to Adrien. He gave me a reassuring nod and I opened one of the scrolls. The cursive letters of the title caught my eyes first.
The Goddess Vessel: Awakening of the Veiled Flame
"When the moon weeps in silver tears,
Where silence echoes through the years,
And five fangs causes her pain,
A child shall rise, with fire in her veins,
Her soul alight, with shadowed blade,
She shall walk paths where many fear,
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CEREBUS
Cerebus hovered between them, growling softly if the woman shifted too fast.
Dr. Voss laid a canvas scroll on the table. She unrolled it with care, revealing not a map, but something stranger — constellations inked in red, lines like veins, fragments of languages Ellie had never seen.
“Most people think Cerberus — the original — died when the gods vanished,” Voss began. Her voice carried the weight of old lectures, sharpened by obsession. “But that’s not true. He was never killed. He was… recycled.”
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The Dragon Warlord's Bride
It was a crack in the order of things, and Vessara, daughter of fire, knew how to slip through cracks.
When she turned away, her fingers brushed the rim of her untouched goblet. She lifted it thoughtfully, sniffed the wine, and set it down without tasting. Then, as if nothing had happened, she adjusted the fall of her sleeves and walked from the room.
Later, she would whisper to her allies that mortals were fragile. That Rhazien’s judgment was compromised. That love, or obsession, was making him reckless.
And they would listen.
Because Vessara had never needed to raise her voice to be dangerous. She just needed others to believe they were right to doubt him.
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WHY ME
Ayesha’s blood turned to ice.
She whispered the name.
"Dr. Elias Voss."
The room fell silent.
Adrian exhaled sharply. "That’s… impossible."
Zayn’s expression darkened. "Voss is dead."
Leena crossed her arms. "Apparently not."
Ayesha’s hands clenched.
Because she remembered the name all too well.
Dr. Elias Voss had been one of the original scientists behind Project Azrael.
He had been there when she was created.
And if he was still alive?
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Oscar in 'Making Rounds with Oscar' is this incredibly special cat who lived in a nursing home and had an uncanny ability to predict when patients were nearing death. I first heard about him through a friend who works in hospice care, and the story stuck with me because it’s equal parts eerie and heartwarming. Oscar wasn’t just any feline—he’d curl up beside residents hours before they passed, offering comfort when even medical staff couldn’t pinpoint the timing. The book delves into how he became a quiet guardian for those in their final moments, blending science (some theories suggest cats sense biochemical changes) and something almost mystical.
What fascinates me is how Oscar’s presence reframes death as less lonely. The staff relied on him, families found solace in his companionship, and the whole narrative challenges how we view animal intuition. It’s not a ghost story; it’s about the tiny, profound ways creatures connect with us. I’ve reread passages when I need a reminder that empathy doesn’t always wear a human face.
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