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Joshua's pov: I was looking at the people standing I'm the hallway and they were looking at me. In my hold Grace was breathing heavily because of the brave stunt she pulled now. "Calm down." I whispered in her ear softly. "THIS GIRL IS INSANE." Mrs. Anderson yelled in frustration. This provoked Grace more and she started thrashing in my hold wanting to hold that vase again. She extended her hand towards the vase from NY hold and I keep taking her hand back.

Somehow it reminded me of my emotion five years ago. "I regret wasting five years bawling over you. The Sean I knew is dead and the one here is just pure devil. You can stoop down to this low that I didn't expect. The Sean I knew was rude, annoying but he knew how to respect girls and that is why I loved him. Get this clear Mr. Blackwood, I. HATE. YOU." throwing the newspaper I had found on the front of my car on his angry face, I walked out of the office and headed back home. I am not going to tell this devil about Alexis, he doesn't deserve his brother until he changes. THIRD PERSON POV

"No! He doesn't know what he's saying! Philip, listen to me, I can explain—please, let me explain!" Philip looked like a demon straight out of hell. His voice was ice. "A wench? What did you two do to Grace?! You both deserve to die!" At that moment, his parents rushed in with the family doctor. Laila threw herself into their arms, crying out in fear, "Please help us! Philip's gone crazy!" The doctor quickly injected Philip with a sedative. He collapsed instantly. However, the effect only lasted two hours. Philip woke up, dazed. He sat up and looked around in confusion—then suddenly remembered and tried to stand.

"I never knew you were such an idiot, Annabelle. I told you, I'm the second-in-line of the Leafensteins. My brother is a very busy man. He wouldn't have come to the hospital if I were just a nobody to him. The fact that you three are locked up here should prove that I was telling the truth. "Oh, and given what you told me, I'm sure you know how… ruthless my family can be to those who hurt me." All the color drained from Annabelle's face. She was as white as paper. She looked at Zacharias, trying to say something, but Zacharias was faster. He went down on his knees and, through a trembling voice, pleaded, "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to. I had no idea Horatio's the real deal. I was a little carr

“What did you see, my son?” He drew in a shaky breath. “I saw a man leaving the reverend’s room late at night yesterday. I tried to convince myself it was nothing, that maybe it was a confession as the man had said, or even a prayer, or… or something else.” His voice cracked. “But Father, I know the reverend. He never does confessions in his room. Never.” My heart slammed against my ribs. “And what do you think this reverend is doing?” I asked, my voice trembling despite myself.

Inara’s mother cried. “My patience is running out.” the Reverend shouted, rising to his feet and pacing about. Lemuel threw his hands up, unbelieving. The rage that overwhelmed him was so powerful that if no one was there, he probably would have killed the girl and made sure that he did it slowly.

He was moving. Lucifer was moving. Without thinking about anything else Martin ran to Lucifer touching his cheek. "My son. Lucifer." Catelin abruptly ran out to call Trevor and he instantly came to check Lucifer. As soon as they entered the room they saw with how normal yet dark gaze Lucifer was staring at his father. "Dad." He mumbled making Catelin freeze in her place. A wide smile appeared on Trevor's lips realizing. They succeeded in curing him. Lucifer got his sanity back. _____________________________________ It's all fictional don't take it seriously. So our Lucifer is cured now. A few more chapters are left. Be ready for an emotional rollercoaster. Next will be up soon. Keep on likin

As many witnesses were, an onlooker bumped heavily into Blake. “Watch it, asshole.” “I’m sor____ oh, Mr. Sermon. We meet again.” Blake said, recognizing the man who bumped into him was Revis Sermon from the clothing store. Revis looked at Blake with shock and horror; how could his luck be this terrible? He had already insulted this man earlier, and now he bumped into him scolding.

the man asked Bryce. Rever was drunk and couldn't even stand on his legs straight. He was enraged to hear the man's words and prepared a fist to throw at him. "You stinking pig! F***ing fat a*s!" blurted Rever. "I am so sorry! He is just drunk. I apologize on his behalf," begged Oriel, coming to make him stop. She supported him to stand straight and apologized a few times.

"Papa was a devout Catholic. He would never have suspected Father Romano. Robin paid him half a million dollars to add a specialized substance to Papa's holy water." "He said he just wanted to weaken the old Don, to give himself a bigger role in family affairs. But that substance—it's known to induce a fatal cardiac arrest." "The evidence?" "We have it all. Bank transfer records, receipts for the chemical purchase, and…" Marco paused. "Sal has his full confession on tape. The priest sang like a canary to save his own skin." If there was even a shred of hope left in me for Robin, Father Romano's confession annihilated it.