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"Game over." Alex tenses in my arms. "North—" The hybrids lunge. Something inside me snaps. A force surges through my veins, something deep, something primal. Heat. Power. Not my regular light powers. I exhale— And fire erupts from my hands. The hybrids barely have time to react before the flames consume them, their screams ripping through the night. The fire moves like it has a mind of its own, curling around me, obeying me. I don’t know how I’m doing this.

A fire. To be like Kali.

When midnight approached, the Alpha of the rogues had a big fire made, and in it burned several herbs. With open arms, she begins to speak in a language that no one understands. The flames grow higher and higher and burn black and red as she, screaming louder and louder, casts the spell. With a roar that made the rogues whimper in fear, the flames break away from the fire and fly straight at the Red River Pack, covering the entire sky, and falling on the pack.

Alice snapped Kingston roll his eyes and walked away from her sight “You really won’t say anything about It?” Alice asked Kingston didn’t say a word “Fine,,goodbye” Alice said and turned back She walked away Kingston fold his fists angrily,,his hands which was placed on the table started bringing out some flames of fire,,his eyes and hair turning red. The table was almost catching fire when the door opened again and Alice c@m£ in “I c@m£ to take my book,,,,” she st©pped when she saw Kingston and her eyes wi-de-ned

Dedicated To; °To Whoever Reading This° ♣️♟️♠️ *You Can Fight Love But you Will lose* Bille Elish ~ Bad Guy🙃 The flaring heat of this tiny room. The continuous dropping of water droplets from the aged old kitchen sink. The uncomfortable stench of blood, sweat, and cocaine makes my body itch. My right leg which I drape over my left begins to wiggle impatiently, a tick passed on to me by my dearest father.

Westham Shipping Port Friday, July 22nd 21:14 FOOLISHLY FELL FOR THE ACT "He'd never felt rage like this, such a burning desire to kill." Scar rolled his eyes at the blood that stained his clothes, it was a murky red, the type of red that didn't quite suit the menacing man. Wielding a gun like the one he was brought back painful memories of his days as a soldier, memories he wished he could bury. The sky was a dark hue with grey clouds that dominated and light rain that slightly soaked the riders. Scar was agitated, he wanted to go home, back to Lani, but he had a mission despite how much he wanted to fail it. So far, things had run smoothly. The men had found and killed over 5 members of th

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I let the power of fire course through me as I tried to find any way to break from his grip. I was at a complete disadvantage. He had me pinned against him. My legs locked against the wall. I was no way to move out of his hold. The only way to get out was to hurt him and run. I let the fire course through me as I gripped him tighter. The heat burned into him, but he refused to pull away. Driven by something I had never witnessed before. Just as the smell of burning flesh filled my nose, the door swung open. Garren's eyes widened in surprise before he saw the fear in my eyes. The purple in his eyes glowed brightly.

The testing facility would be searched, the test subjects discovered, and Mercile Industries would be exposed for all the dirty secrets they hid from the world. She crouched over 416. His beautiful but angry dark gaze focused on her. Rage burned in his intense glare. She swallowed the bile that rose at what she had to do to him next. “I’m sorry. Really. I have to do this to you.” “I’ll kill you,” he rasped. One hand flopped on the floor next to her. “I swear this!” His throat worked. “I will kill you with my bare hands.”

“Fire!!!” Brinda’s voice cracked through the night like thunder, raw with rage and desperation. The violent staccato of gunfire followed instantly, bullets erupting into the air and slicing through the heavy silence like blades. Her men opened fire with fierce intensity, their rifles aimed at the black bulletproof car stationed ahead.