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“Miss…are you alright?” He asked again, this time shaking her arm a little bit to see if she was even listening to him. Siana had just been staring at him, her eyes focusing on his eyes which seemed to be casting a spell on her. Her cheeks still had tears running down them as she felt the pain of the princess from the poem. Unexpectedly enough, the more she looked into those eyes, the clearer and more blank her mind got, she couldn’t think or react to anything. However, when he shook her arm, she snapped back into reality, and once again panic took over her and she finally broke eye contact with him.

Yishi announces to the group and they all begin making a noise that is very loud and sounds like large rocks scraping against each other. Yishi says something else that I don’t understand and as one, they all kneel to the ground, Yishi holding the hand with me in it high above them. “Oh!” I say. I know I’m considered a Princess because I’m mated to Aolis, but no one has ever knelt before me. “Thank you.” I say, not really sure what I’m supposed to say. They stand back up and Haijen comes over, pulling a troll behind him. “Princess. Renji. Wife.”

His loss with eventually be my gain now that I know Eric would be fine if I were with Jessica. “Dinner should be here soon, Princess.” I call out as I follow her in, closing the door. The lingering scent of cucumber melon fills the air, and I chuckle, happy to know she still hasn’t outgrown her love of that scent. “They had a buy one, get one deal, so you’ll have more for later if you get hungry.” I watch as she plops down on the sofa, her green eyes lighting up at this. “Thank you, Uncle Hunter, you always know how to make me feel better.” She says, and I smile, joining her on the couch and trying my best to hide my erection from her.

I’m between Remy Tsatoke-Calder and Seras Himuari Nakamura (fate or Kayo’s bribery, I’m not asking). Remy’s hand finds mine under the sleeves. Remy (whisper): “Still think we’re dreaming?” Celeste (squeezing back): “If we are, nobody wake us up.” The principal starts the names. Every time someone from our crew crosses the stage, something ridiculous and perfect happens: - Kayo’s diploma shoots golden fox-fireworks that spell 卒業おめでとう in the sky for exactly three seconds. - Aki and Riku’s names are called together; the scoreboard flashes twin oni masks and the crowd roars like it’s a rock concert.

News of the orbital strike had reached the media, and rumors were exploding that the Solis family had discarded the Prince’s savior. The shuttle landed directly on the manicured lawn, crushing the expensive floral arrangements Seraphina had ordered. The doors opened. Lyra stepped out first. She was no longer the obedient daughter. Her dress was burned and torn, her face streaked with soot, and her eyes held the coldness of deep space. Behind her, the Prince emerged, his nine tails unfurled to their full, terrifying span, his violet eyes glowing with a promise of violence. Director Cassian and Elena Solis stood on the veranda. Kaelen stood behind them and Seraphina stood beside him pale and t

Every instinct screamed for her to move closer, to lean into him, to let the bond snap shut. Instead, she whispered, “Thank you.” His gaze lingered on her for a long moment before he turned on his heel and left the hall. Kieran’s jaw tightened. His goblet shattered in his hand. The feast continued, but the air was poisoned now. Every glance, every whisper carried the same question: What lies between the princess and the elder son? Elara excused herself as soon as she could, fleeing to the quiet of the palace gardens. Moonlight bathed the roses in silver, the cool night air easing the fire in her veins. But her heart still thundered with every step.

After dinner, Gerald sent Fujiko back to the hostel of the Japanese special forces and returned to the guest room. Just as he entered the room, Aiden and Master Ghost were cleaning up. “Since when did the princess of the Seadom tribe become the Queen of Soldier of Japan?” Once Aiden saw Gerald, Aiden threw the bag with the leftovers into the trash can and asked in confusion. “The Seadom tribe is already a thousand years old. If they want to survive, they are bound to assimilate into modern society. Becoming the Queen of Soldier is nothing. Even becoming a high-ranking official in Japan would not be strange,” Master Ghost explained.

asked Edmund. "Yes, true. The island of legends is located on top of Genbu's giant tortoiseshell, which can fly and is invisible,” replied Cassia. “I read one of the books at the Brighton Library. Genbu is a giant green turtle that can fly. From what I read, gigantic branches grew from its horn-like head and vines that resembled a beard, and its black, mossy shell seemed to be surrounded by a mist in the shape of a white snake. On top of that shell is the yokai stealth village,” said Astrid.

I heard Alec’s voice and I was glad to know he was fine. “She has accepted who she is.” Tristan spoke, except he this time it wasn’t telepathically. “Why does she look different?” Hunter asked. I didn’t know what Hunter meant, but it didn’t really matter at the moment. The only thing I needed to be looking at right now was the grotesque being in front of me. It smelled of death, the black mist I had seen when I had been trapped was swirling around, giving the creature the appearance of a wolf. “She is the Moon Princess, now that she has accepted who she is, she carries the mark of the moon. This is who she has always been meant to be.” My father spoke, sounding strong and very much alive.

There was blood everywhere, pouring out of her gut and staining the green grass red. Panic flooded through her, Rhae was dead, and she didn't know how to save her. Then she looked up, at the Akihyra fruit, glimmering gold in the moonlight. She snatched it off the tree and broke it off, shoving it into Rhae's mouth, forcing her to chew on it. The juices poured into her throat. But it wasn't enough. Rhae still wasn't breathing. So Aynyra grabbed another fruit, crushing it in her fingers and smearing the fruit across the bloody wound. She couldn't see where the wound was, her entire torso was covered in the dark, sticky liquid. So she grabbed more fruit and kept smearing it anywhere she could u