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Everyone said so. Dean didn't stop his nephew from eating another cup of golden, plump, dragon-shaped corn jelly, as well as a piece of juicy, sweet red watermelon. Dean himself also broke the rules. At first, he was still overwhelmed by the scientific knowledge that "eating at night is the cause of a thousand and one incurable diseases." But because the atmosphere is so happy. Dean allows himself to go far, suddenly regretful. Before, he was just existing, not living.

This was my chance to make things right and forget about the last night. As we walked towards the renovating building, Matthew's excitement filled the air. He had put his heart and soul into this bar, and I knew how much it meant to him. His dreams were finally coming true, and I couldn't let my selfish actions jeopardize that. I plastered a smile on my face as Matthew opened the door to the bar. The smell of fresh paint and sawdust filled the atmosphere, and I couldn't help but admire the transformation taking place. The bar was spacious, with beautiful wooden furnishings and a warm, inviting ambiance.

"What did old man Fred say about your new piece?" "It was rough," I admitted, taking a sip of my coffee. "He wasn't happy with my latest painting." She raised an eyebrow. "Really? Your work was amazing." I smiled at her words. "Thanks. But apparently, it wasn't good enough for him." I went on to explain the critique I received, and Bella listened intently. "You know what," she said after I finished talking. "Screw him. Your art is beautiful and unique, and that's what matters."

"We're making it right-" "You're making it worse!" She retorts. "And you need to stop before it's too late!" "Too late?" He narrows his eyes. "Too late for what?" "For... redemption," she mutters with guilt, ashamed to share her father's warning. Tino shakes his head, a laugh of disbelief tumbling off his lips. "Oh, you've got to be kidding me," he says. "You sound just like him! Just like dad! What's the matter with you, huh?"

, desperately. Please say he loves me. Please say he loves me. "He loves you. That's why he is doing all this for you." my eyes widened in disbelief. But my heart felt happy upon hearing it. I couldn't ask for more. "Look, Rebecca, If he is saving you, if he is becoming your redemption, then don't leave him but if he is ruining you, becoming your devastation, then leave him before something happens." Dad explained, I nodded. Wiping my tears.

“I was going to send roses. But fire seemed more fitting.” The feed glitched briefly, then returned. “You burned down my sanctuaries. Killed my agents. Stole my network. Now I offer you an invitation.” Behind him, shadows moved. Other men, silent. Faces masked in crimson. Donatello continued, voice low and steady. “Seventy-two hours from now, the world will bleed again. We call it the Red Reaping. A global relaunch. New routes. Old names reborn. Every girl we lost will be replaced. Every city you touched, repaid.”

Hedeon Villa 🎋🎋🎋🎋 "Any news on my truck yet?" Hadeon demanded, his eyes narrowing into slits as he glared at the spy standing nonchalantly before him. It's been days since that truck was stolen, and in those days he hasn't had the effortly to step out. While hiding away from his deeds, his own people has seen him as a weakling. Hadron Adorn was the second heir to the Adorn’s empire, who became a successor to his father after the death of his elder brother.

Ares Collin I looked out the window drinking my coffee trying to distract myself to not look at Rosie. I took a deep breath and let it out slowly. I kept repeating that because I'm trying to calm my emotions down. "I told you to cover me up yesterday right? Do you remember that?" Rosie suddenly stood beside me. "What about it?" "He's the guy that I told you yesterday. His name is Bryan Rodes." "So.." I'm not in the mood, really. She destroyed my mood yesterday and I'm still so pissed at her today. It's so amazing how she affected my emotions. Damn it!

Jade pressed her hand against my mouth, trying not to scream while hot tears pricked her eyes. His large hand reached up and plucked the scissors out, letting them dangle from his fingers. Blood began to pour from his neck, resembling a stream from a chocolate fondue fountain. "I hit an artery." Eduardo must have realized this, too, because he ceased moving towards her. The scissors fell to the floor, landing in the center of a puddle. He was losing blood so quickly that a pool had already formed at his feet. She just stared up at him in disbelief. None of this felt real. He reached his fingers up, pressing against the wound, and stared in horror at his blood-soaked hand before taking a gian

"I’ll live for you, my goddess." "Good." Artemis clapped as a brilliant smile spread across her face. "Now, you should get going." As the words left her lips, I felt the ground beneath my feet disappear entirely and my body begin to fall. Looking up, I met Artemis’ amused gaze as she lifted a hand and gave a small wave. "Consider this your redemption." She called as the world around me turned dark. "Make the most of it!"