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She walked away with a pounding heart. That Night, Arden applied herbs to Sandra’s healing wounds, humming an ancient song. The scent of roots and menthol filled the whole room “You’ve seen something, haven’t you?” Arden asked quietly, still applying the herbs. Sandra looked up. “What do you mean?” “You’re restless. I hear you walking at night. You speak names in your sleep.” Sandra hesitated. “Do I say… who I am?” Arden smiled gently. “Not clearly. But you say a name. Ray.”

I jolted awake, trembling violently as cold sweat clung to my skin. A nightmare. Only a nightmare… though Hazel remained strangely restless beneath my skin. Suddenly, the door pushed open and Dominic crossed the room in seconds, concern darkening his expression. He was beside me before I could steady my breathing, his hand closing around mine. "Are you hurt, Natalia?" "I heard you from the room beside yours.” I turned my gaze to him as I regained my composure. "I–I'm fine. It was just a nightmare," I said, brushing away strands of hair from my face.

Mini can't see it clearly. "Okay, Mom," said Mini, who still thought she was in her own mansion. With unsteady footsteps, Mini walked while walking until her feet hit the sofa. But because it was too forced, Mini immediately lay down on the sofa and fell back asleep. "What a strange woman." mumbled Ranga. He looked at Mini who was sleeping soundly again. Rangga is restless and can't sleep. Straight into the bathroom, to release his desire. "It's unfortunate my junior's fate." Rangga muttered, taking a deep breath.

Raven The door creaked open. I gripped the blanket tighter, forcing myself to breathe and remain still. It had been like this for four nights…waking up with the sense of being watched, or finding the blanket pulled over me when I knew I hadn’t used it. Sometimes it was the faint scent of sandalwood ,cleary a man's cologne. Someone had been breaking into my dorm room just to watch me sleep.I've changed my pass code three times now but I don't know how this keeps happening.

He might as well have drifted off to sleep. "Dad?" Juana reminded him that she had just asked a question begging for an immediate answer. But he was as quiet as ever. She heard the snores; he had fallen asleep, or so she thought. She switched off the lights and walked out of the room with a sullen look. The drama that just happened would live with her for the rest of her life. After shutting the door, she heard Baron let out a short groan. As if the strange call and her awful period cramps were not enough, now she had to battle with her father's condition. She didn't go to her room straightaway, she didn't go to the kitchen either. She sat on the couch by the hallway and stared at nothing. W

quiet and not interested. “O-k…… then give me the address and I'll find it on my own.” --------------- Riana jerked up from the sound of something breaking. The sound made her come back to reality from the horrible nightmare she was having. She flipped back her dark brunette hair with her right hand while rubbing her eyes with the left. It's always the same dream, with the same start with the same end. But still, she never got used to it. Each time felt like the first time where she felt terrified and useless, where she was trapped in a dark room and also tortured to her death.

The mare was dead! This time the scream stuck in Raen's throat. He sat in bed bathed in sweat. When he could think clearly again, he crawled out from under the covers, pulled on his jacket and slipped into his shoes. Quietly he left the room and after briefly obeying his parents' door, he went down the stairs. Everything was quiet, but when Raen got downstairs in the hall he felt his discomfort grow. The images of his nightmare still did not let him go. Shivering, he went out into the cold, snow-covered courtyard. Actually, he had wanted to go to the temple, but suddenly he saw two medics run up to the wash house. A piercing scream rang out in the darkness, and the ominous dream violently br

“Teach you not to mess with me.” What he didn’t expect was that Raina would be circling the neighborhood with bass thundering speakers of a pop ballad and her voice quoting the last scene of Romeo and Juliet…over and over… All. Night. Long. - Early the next morning, Vance stumbled out the front door in an open robe, black hair in wild waves and clumps. Bags were under his eyes from shattered sleep, proving her methods were very effective. The resistant sat cross-legged on the lawn grass beside a small, brown box on a card. Her blue eyes were bright despite her sleepless status.

Finally sleeping well for the first time in almost four months as everything sinks in on its own time. “Raven, wake up,” I roll over to my stomach burying my face in my pillow. My entire body grows tense as I now hate people coming into my room not liking foreign scents in my room that is now becoming my den. “I need sleep,” I growl before I take a deep breath instantly quieting after I smell Liliana’s sweet floral scent. For some odd reason Liliana’s and Embry’s scents are the only two that don’t make my instincts kick into overdrive.

’ Nina snickered. ‘I’m as shocked as you.’ August joined her laughter. I rolled my eyes, taking a deep breath and concentrating on just us, on our bond. Soon the other voices and feelings were gone. And it was just us, and I can handle that. With my mind clear, I could begin the new moon ritual. As I stepped to the altar, I set out Bisnonna’s grimoire along with a black, blue, green, yellow, orange, red, pink, purple, and white candle on the altar.