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“We Brits should’ve done in all you bloody Highlanders when we ’ad the chance.” Murtagh growled. “Ye daft—” “Would you two idiots swear like some fucking American cowboys for once? Christ,” Rebel swore. He had their attention again now. Solomon’s finger was already on the trigger, as was Rebel’s. Rebel’s grip tightened in threat. “Last chance,” he warned. “Your ol’ antidote will die with me, Rebely.” At the moment, Rebel couldn’t bring himself to care. He’d originally intended to do this without Solomon, so why the hell did it matter? He’d protect Lily for as long as it took and find another way. He’d made a mistake coming here.

Lucas has brought out some more confidence in Joey since he became his dom though so Joey is slowly making more friends at the club. I'm currently on my way to Club Sin now, I need it after my run in with Cole. A good sub to fuck for the night is exactly what I need to get out my frustration with this boy, I wonder if Will is here or not? Will is a sub I play with quite a lot because he is the definition of a perfect sub, he follows all the rules and almost never needs to be punished. I'd never have him as my permanent sub though because he's too perfect. I like a boy with some fire who I can train myself.

The words dissolve into silence. And then my phone vibrates in my pocket. A message. No number. No name. Just three words: > “Run. They’re coming.” My pulse spikes. The message is signed — A.R. Axel Reed. He’s alive. And I have no idea whether that’s a blessing… or a warning.

REBORNED Episode EPISODE Eight Third person POV Six months later: It was night when a girl dressed in black shirt and shorts with sneakers was walking down an alley. A black pouch was hanging on her waist and black cap donned on her fake bob cut hair. Because it was night, she seemed to blend in the environment and no one on the street regarded her. She reached a club called Potty and wine, one of the most illegal strip clubs in Lucknow…

“What if she says no?” “Then I will stay with her until she dies and I’ll deal with the loss my own way.” “Which is?” “I have picked out a nice sepulchre by the ocean, close to where I was reborn.” “You’ll petrify yourself?” I haven’t told anyone except Sebastian this, and I never planned on telling Vesper, but I had it all worked out. After the last Festival of Creation, I wanted to go into the Sepulchre. I couldn’t stand it anymore. This life had become too painful. Simone gave me a reason, small and short as that time may be, to keep going for a little while longer. “Sebastian had orders to revive me a hundred years from now,” I say.

ANASTASIA'S POV The moment the words left my mouth— “I reject you, Grey Bloodhound.” —something unseen finally broke free. It wasn’t loud or dramatic. It was quiet. Gentle. Like an chain slipping loose from around my ribs. The mate bond dissolved, and with it came a rush of warmth and calm so sudden it stole my breath. The constant pressure I’d lived with for years vanished, leaving behind a strange, beautiful stillness. Peace. Real peace. My knees nearly buckled from the sheer relief of it.

Still, Jezebel’s voice speaks loud and clear for all to hear: “BY THE GODDESS FREYA, BY THE GODDESS OF FATE AND DESTINY, BY ME AND MY UNBORN CHILD, I LEAVE YOU WITH THIS PROPHECY” Jezebel’s tone softens as her ire at their stupid feud subsides and as her body glows with an otherworldly light. A beautiful visage of Freya appears, overlapping the features of her most faithful subject: The bond which bridges your divide, With blood and lust, shall be cast aside; A bond that cannot be remade, Until the blood has been repaid.”

Vicky laughed. "You are crazy!" Molly took her book and shook her head, this friend of hers is thinking like an old woman from the 90s. "Of course, you guys are crazy friends of a crazy slut!" A voice said from behind them. They turned to see Rebecca, the friend that betrayed them, the green snake in their midst before Sophia got bursted. "Oh, here comes the ungrateful bitch! I think you are the crazy one, it is very obvious that you have lost your mind a long time ago!" Vicky returned, lifting her chin up stubbornly.

We saw that the commotion was ended and the broken pieces of that wine were removed from the front door of their house. "Let's go? The night is still young." Rebecca said as she winked at her. We left the place and headed at the nearest opened cocktail lounge that night. _______ Rebbeca's POV It felt really good to piss my father. That man, rather. I think everything that I did is something that he deserve to experience, even more than that. I wanted to do something to get even. I can feel that he deserve revenge coming from me for what he did to my mom. I will never forget it. Never will I ever forgive him either. I guess the wound will heal in my heart but it will never allow me to accept

The Shaman announced and a small smile involuntarily crept onto my lips and Veena 's. “ He has Sheila as his mate. His mate in his previous life." " Previous life?.” Veena asked,unsure if she heard the shaman well or if she was tripping. " Your brother is mated to the same woman he has a forbidden relationship with in his previous life. Scarlett who is now in the person of Sheila is his one and only mate in accordance with the will of the Moon goddess who wanted them to reunite together since they were deprived of the opportunity before."