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I continued, changing the subject just enough to keep her guessing, “they’re starting a fan club for me.” Aria rolled her eyes. “You must be thrilled.” “It’s going to be wild. Girls wanting me to sign their boobs, I heard.” “Oh my God,” she muttered under her breath. I popped open my locker, dug around for a second, and pulled out the shirt I had been saving. Holding it up, I proudly displayed it for her. Black cotton, bold white letters, a photo of me mid-throw on the field, and under it in cheesy gold lettering: Kai Blackthorn’s No. 1 Fan.

Lilith’s lips curved into a cruel smile, her nails dragging across the table until wood splintered beneath them. “No,” she whispered to the fire, her icy eyes gleaming. “She glows because she is a fool. And fools are easily destroyed.” She began to weave her plan tighter, threads of betrayal pulling into place. The human Luna would fall. And when she did, Stormfang would remember who truly belonged at Lucian’s side.

For a time! The temperature in the sky seemed to have risen several times at this moment! "Let's attack together!" "We must kill Zephyr Khan in one fell swoop!" A trace of icy coldness flashed past the depths of Song Shuihan's eyes as the fan in his hand transformed into numerous wind blades that erupted with an extremely shocking force of slaughter, and it shook the surrounding space to the point of whistling. His feather fan was called the Astral Wind Fan. It had already reached the level of a Secondary Divine Artifact and could release extremely sharp wind blades. Its power could be said to be world shocking.

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signs, the fan club had taken over entire sections. Several large, colorful banners stood out prominently: “HARLOW x JONES: ENEMIES TO LOVERS ARC” “KANE + DANICA = CHAOS & CUDDLES” (with a cartoon teddy bear waving a hockey stick) “Protect Her, Captain Soft!” “From Hits to Hearts – Go Harlow-Jones!”

That caught his attention for sure. Sharon was one of the weird people too. She loved anything that had something to do with BL fanfiction. Liam had previously learned what that was from a conversation they had when Sharon was doing her daily life snooping. To say she was excited when she found out Liam was gay would be an understatement. She always exaggerates everything, but who was he to judge? “There’s this nightclub called Blood Bank. I heard there were vampires there. It's where kinky things go down.” Becky looked at Sharon questionly. “Yeah right, that's just a rumor.”

See you in next chapters for fun and giggles. Gift for us... I got a fanart image for Banks & Eleanor. It's my current profile picture. Hope they look as imagined. Xie Xie

But she couldn’t explain it away, not when she looked at his mouth from which two teeth were protruding now. No, not teeth. Fangs! Pointy, sharp fangs like those of an animal. Like a Sabertooth tiger. She couldn’t think it, no, because to think it made it real. It couldn’t be real. It didn’t exist. He didn’t exist, not like that.

He thinks about himself and only himself all the time but is nice to most people. Did someone come to mind, because I know one did for me. There's this one fuckboy at my school, Connor Owens, and he's probably the hottest guy in my grade. At least that's what all the girls think. He's tall, has brown hair, tanned skin, and the most mesmerizing bluish-green eyes. He's a really fun person to be around, and he's a pretty smart guy. We're in all the AP classes together.

Although they spoke in a soft voice, they did not hide the mockery in their eyes as they looked at Fane. Nelson frowned and looked at Griffin angrily. Griffin still acted as if he saw nothing and looked like he was unfazed by what he had just done. He stretched out his hand and touched his storage ring. A jade folding fan appeared in his palm, and he opened the fan with a flap. Griffin waved the fan in his hand. Although martial artists were not afraid of the changes in temperature, he still shook the fan happily. Fane only gazed at Griffin coldly before a smirk appeared on his face. Half of the smirk was a smile, while the other half made the others feel a tingling chill traveling down thei