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My hair fell over my face and tears threatened to betray my pride. Before I could think of what to do next, a roar that shook the ground beneath my feet sounded in the direction of Brax, and three bodies smashed into the wall almost crashing into Drake. Brax was partly shifted. Black scales covered his entire body. His eyes were glowing crystal blue with black slits for pupils. His mouth held rows upon rows of razor-sharp teeth, ready to tear flesh from bone. His claws were razor sharp and at the ready.

“You mean they passed through the borders and we didn’t notice?” Dario asks, furious and a little surprised because he prided himself in knowing that his pack has top security as he also was instantly notified whenever a breach was to happen. “Yes. Draco is with them”. James said with a sigh, waiting for an outburst from Darionas Draco was a good friend but a terrible foe. Draco is a cvampire that is out of the ordinary, as he was born both by a witch and a vampire.

He turned to the station and picked up the phone and dialled a number. “Whoa,” Marcus whispered, “Did you see his eyes? I’ve never seen a faerie like that before?” I grinned at his wonder as he stared at the poor guard, who was trying to ignore the fact he was being talked about. I smiled an apology at the guard. “The dracinites are an amazing warrior species,” I said. “Their skin is also made of scales so strong that blades and even guns are useless to them. And they don’t just see in the dark. They see everything as clearly as they do in the day.” Marcus’ eyes widened, and he stared at the guard in excitement. The guard puffed out his chest at my description and recognition of his skills.

I was the lowest-born black serpent in the Serpent Clan, yet the Dragon Court's most honored crown prince chose me as his bride. He gave up his betrothal to my sister, surrendered his place as heir, and walked away from the Dragon Court for me. I was moved beyond words and became his wife. But after I gave birth to only a black serpent, he flew into a rage. He crushed our baby beneath his foot, then killed me with a single strike of his sword. As I was dying, I saw hatred burning in his eyes. "If I'd known you were this useless, I should've married your sister!" Only then did I learn the truth. I was the woman of fate named in the Dragon Court's forbidden book, the one born with primord

“Let them panic. I want them to remember what it’s like when a snake crawls back into their garden.” --- Somewhere in a dark alley on the south end of the city, Clark stood in front of a broken mirror. He’d washed the blood off. Changed clothes. Looked... normal. But his eyes still burned with vengeance. He picked up the phone. Dialed a number from memory. “Yeah?” a deep voice answered. “It’s me,” Clark said. “Clark?” “You ready to finish what we started?” A pause. “Always.” Clark smiled. “Then let’s destroy William Dray.”

Her eyes are as deep a blue as I remember. "Hi. I'm Layla Ambrigino! Your father hired me to watch Lorie while you were away. It's nice to finally meet you!" Layla says as she extends her hand out to me shaking me from my day dream. Does she not remember who I am? I think to myself as a sadness fills my chest. I quickly reach out and take her hand in mine. Her skin is soft and cool to the touch and I find myself not wanting to let go. "I am Nicolae Draven. It's a pleasure to meet you Layla. I want to apologize for my father leaving so abruptly and leaving you two alone." I reply with a forced smile.

The roar surprised everyone, but Aleksandra even more since that same roar was the same as the one, she heard previously, and the situation is very different from the previous ones. When everything calmed down, in his mind the name of the beast was heard DRAGON "I am not impressed by that event; the descendant of the avant-garde hero definitely must have had something very good" Alfred says with a smiling expression, he knew Aleksandra's story very well, to which she responds "It's true, I've already chosen my race, I customized my beast, I guess it's all over" The group goes to God to find out the next step to end this.

Pandora We stand there eyeing each other. Undressing each other with your eyes. The tension was growing slowly but with its intensity reaching a whole new level for me. As we’re accepting each other as mates. Letting that attraction sink in and wake up our deepest desires. Ones that we never knew we were craving. Lua can’t wait for us to claim those greek gods ‘cause that’s what they are. Never have I ever seen such handsome men. I take one step closer to them trying to close the distance between us and before I know it I’m trapped in their embrace. My body is tingling with their touch. Lua is howling so loud out of happiness that I’m pretty sure they can hear her. “It’s so good to be finall

When they disappear. I scream into the night before it turns into a shriek. Hands grab me and I turn. I scream and lash out, tears stream down my face. My wrists are caught by a bleeding Vilkas. “She’s gone. Vilkas someone took her. Where were you?” I pound on his chest as I sob. “I was hit with Draconian root. We will get her back. It’s ok, we will get her back.” There is only one species with golden eyes. Lycans.

Death is his middle name when messed with......... Vladimir Albert Darkclaw, a name that sent shivers down the spines of even the bravest souls. His piercing blue eyes and chiseled features seemed chiseled from the very darkness itself. As the Alpha of the Feral Fury Pack and Lord Marino Jenkins of the underworld Mafia, he ruled with an iron fist, his dominance unchallenged. At the mention of his name even the devil himself gives way for him.