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I said I was still lost in my shock. “It’s so real, Alpha Daman cannot be killed. Do you know how many times his enemies have attacked him?, poisoned him? Stabbed him. Daman cannot be killed. Nadine explained while I scoffed. “And yeah, following the research I made about him. I heard that he is very ruthless and has great anger issues. He kills a person at any slight mistake. And whenever he kills an enemy. He leaves a sign behind like a D symbol signifying his name”

"Who is this handsome young man?" Daiki seemed unbothered by Masumi but still held his silence. Nozomi intervened before her mother scared off her crush, "This is my new friend Daiki. He's on the martial arts team..." "I know who he is, Daiki Hachisuka. I believe you have mastered Hapkido and Karate, correct?" Masumi asked. Masumi was better looking and more developed than her daughter. Her mother always told her, "You will be the flower that blooms last and best."

Jai asked between eating. “Hm?” Darrion responded with his mouth full. He swallowed the food before answering. “This village is Sougen, and then Takenoko the Bambooshoot Village, Higurashi the uh… Cicada Village? Sakurazaka the Cherry Blossom, Magamo-Kohakucho the Lake Town, and the capital.”

"Daniel let me introduce you to a few of my children. This is Agamori, Mage and Uzzi." Daniel looked to the three men and nodded while the servers put a plate of food and a cup of wine in front of him. "My name is Daniel Darke." The nearly thousand-year-old Agamori raised his arrogant white eyebrow to Daniel. "You must be a witch of great skill to travel here on your own."

Dave said. Danika smiled at him and entered the dining hall. She sat on the left side of Alice. "How are you, brother Dave? There are so many things I want to tell you." She said. "I am good. But what about you? Living with a mate and all huh?" Dave said. Danika blushed. "Don't tease me, brother." "I am not teasing you. You get a perfect mate for you. Limon is a good man. You could not get a better mate than him."

No way! “Georgina!!!” I snapped my eyes to look at Joana, a deep frown on my face, “What the hell?.? Why did you scream like that?” “Can you come back to earth?” She asked me and I hissed before turning away. “When will I get to see the hot servant boy?” “Tomorrow,” I replied and positioned myself to face her as I told her my plan, “We'll be going for a feast at Duncan Pack, he'll ride the carriage, there, I'll need your help,”

Dante told Camilla. Camilla looked up at him with teary eyes, "I thought getting revenge would make me the happiest person in the world but I am not happy, I am not happy because I no longer have you. Please I need you Dante, let's start over" she begged him. Dante walked up to her. He stretched forth his hand for an handshake. "I am Dante Russo, may I please know your name, beautiful lady?" he asked. Camilla smiled, "I am Camilla de Luca, pleased to meet you" she replied. Dante smiled and then he leaned down and captured her lips in a kiss.

We ride. Seras is waiting at the dam turnout with her bike and a fresh coat of flame decals. Kayo, Aki, and Riku are leaning against the railing like they own the place (because, technically, in Hanamaki they kind of do). Kayo’s nine invisible tails flick once when she sees me. Kayo (sweet, deadly): “Morning, Your Majesty. Sleep well?” Celeste (through my teeth): “Peachy.” Aki cracks his knuckles; the glamour hiding his oni horns flickers.

We all heard as Danika's breath caught in her throat. "I am Danika Winterbourne and what is your name, handsome?" She waited for his answer. "Ushi - Alpha Ushi Wu."

The kind of room where different secrets abode, mostly wearing tuxedos and betrayal hiding politely behind applause. “Stay close,” Damon had said quietly, more like an instruction. “I always do that,” I replied calmly. His eyes scanned my face, maybe about to scold me again, but before he could say anything else, someone approached him almost immediately. “Damon! Good to finally see you back from Tokyo.” “Kyoto,” he corrected smoothly, which I pretended not to read the meaning into. Kyoto, snow, all are lies. I excused myself from them before their conversation kept returning the memory I had been dying to keep buried, the one that almost swallowed me.