Rak Novels & Stories

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I shrug. “Okay, I like her.” she points to me and looks at Rhea. “I’m Veronica by the way. Veronica Ryan. Grade B.” “Grade?” I raise a brow, confused. “A Grade basically tells how dangerous a person is. And before you ask, the difference between A’s and B’s is that A’s have committed murder.” “But mine is asterisked?” “It’s never been given before but I’m guessing it means numerous counts of murder.” Yeah. That makes sense.

could only come from one creature: an old, strong enemy that everyone thought was long gone. The scary howl lingered in the air, giving Ethan and Amara the chills. They both knew what they had to do without saying a word. As she moved away from Ethan, Amara's eyes lit up with purpose. "We have to protect the Meadow," she said, keeping her voice calm even though fear was trying to get into her heart. Ethan nodded, and his reflexes as a wolf kicked in. "Nothing will hurt you or this place," she said. Together, they went deeper into the Moonlit Meadow, where the silver light cast shadows that made them feel uneasy. The sound of the howl got louder and closer, and soon they could see dark,

Shelly remarked shaking her head. "This car is a Bugatti La Voiture Noire, this baby is eighteen point seven million dollars," Kiara explained to her nerdy friend. "You ought to know all these things," Shelly added. "Who's ready to take this baby for a test drive?" Kiara asked excitedly, trying to contain her excitement. "I sure am." Shelly smiled. "Guys that thing looks fast." Cindy squeaked as they pulled her in. Turning on the engine, Shelly drove off.

My Innocent Prend Buy me a chocolate frappe pleeeeease * with crying and pleading emoji *. I'll give you 20k, thankyou * kissing emoticon * "Just take me down to Manzato Mall" I said to Daevon in the middle of the drive. He frowned at me as if waiting for me to add it. I wanted to roll my eyes again but I stopped it. "I need to buy something and then I will go to my friend" I added. That's when his eyebrows calmed down. While on the road I chose to distract my cellphone. As I was scrolling I saw a post about one of our friends, Rozz.

Unless these girls are planning to kick me out. “What’s going on?” I question, when none of them say anything. Two of the girls exchange glances. One of them looks strikingly similar to Raven, with sleek long hair she has pulled back behind her with a band, however, her eyes are a soft green. She’s foreign to this Pack, and I can’t put my finger on where she might be from. Passion Pack, maybe? She has rather prominent features, with a straight pointed nose and a sharp jawline that only makes her expression harsher.

Jacob reassured him confidently. "Half of the men you appointed for this mission are already dead," Raven pointed out skeptically. "I don't trust you, Jacob. Remember, I was the one who revived you. You serve me, and if you fail to deliver what I want, I will not hesitate to kill you." Jacob's eyes flashed with a murderous intent but quickly returned to a calm demeanor. He nodded in acknowledgment. Raven then left the room, and unfortunately, Rick had to move away swiftly to avoid being caught spying on their conversation so that I couldn't get a clear view of Raven's

I've had my fill. Ban: Haha. Hope I didn't traumatize you. Anyway. Who was that just now? Seik: Raka Helmarc. I heard that their familia has an extremely close relation with Lord Ira's familia. Ban: So what was his problem? Seik: That's just his personality. He is the current Rank 3 of this class and has his eyes on the top rank for a long time now. Ban: Why don't he at least aim for Rank 2 at the moment?

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Wordlessly he hands me the letter. I read it out. “To the Honoured Three Kings of the Realm, we are writing to you to make you aware of a sad situation that has been brought to the attention of the Elder Council by several packs at this month’s meeting. The Golden Harvest pack, the Blue Moon Pack and the White Ridge Pack all came to report missing women from their villages in the last two months.