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A sudden movement whooshed past me, but I quickly dunked before hooking my elbow and slamming it into the motherfucker's side. Another hiss, and screams as throats were detached from the neck. It was six against two, yet Riftan fought with the force and speed of an entire army. An unknown force slammed into my stomach and sent me flying backward. I landed with my back on the refrigerator, causing the glass to shatter and break the skin on my back. More hisses and hungry glances were cast my way. I whimpered, sending Riftan on a wild escapade. He snapped heads, one after the other, and before I could register it, He was in front of me and picking me up from the floor.

The floor and walls were covered with the marks of my struggle. The moment our eyes met, Ean staggered and dropped to his knees in front of me with a thud. He reached out, trembling, wanting to touch me but hesitated. "No, this isn't her. It can't be!" He gasped. "The freezer is abandoned. How could she be frozen stiff?" he said, desperately trying to make sense of it. "We need the surveillance footage. We need to find out what really happened!" he demanded, his voice cracking. He turned his head and saw the bloody handprints on the wall. He stood up, moved to the wall, touched it, and then looked back at me in the corner. My hands were frozen stiff, but still bloody and mangled. All ten of

Tasting himself on me. I kissed back happily. The rage was gone. And the rules were broken. For good. We lay there, sticky, messy, and satisfied. Guards knocked later and unlocked the door. The elder looked in. I saw us, saw the blood. The mess. He cleared his throat. "Stabilization complete?" Rafe sat up naked and unashamed. "Yes," he said. "And the no-touch rule is done." The elder looked nervous. "We will discuss."

the gray beard man ordered his men. "Who are you to think I would let them take me?" "Call me Raphael" he said smiling broadly. "Too bad Raphael, I didn't come this far to have myself go with you" She spat and got up. His men tried to grab her but she swiftly pushed them off kicking then straight in their cheek bones. She yanked one of them and in an instant she had torn his spinal cord out of his body. "I see you are no ordinary lady" The man said "what are you?"

The monitor in front of Margot was displaying a financial routing diagram so dense it looked like the neural network of a sentient machine. ​Margot didn't look up. Her eyes, bloodshot and frantic, didn't leave the screen. ​"You made it wrong," Margot said. Her voice was flat, dried out by lack of use. ​"I made it exactly how you take it," Scarlett countered, leaning against the doorframe. ​"I take it with two sugars in the morning and one in the afternoon, and it's—" Margot paused, her eyes darting to the digital clock in the corner of her taskbar. "Oh. It’s morning."

“I found something.” Everyone turned toward his monitor. The screen displayed a grainy camera image from a gas station down the highway. Two black vans appeared on the recording. The timestamp showed the vehicles passing the station only minutes earlier. “Zoom in,” Ruin ordered. The scout enlarged the image. The rear door of the second van looked slightly open, and a man’s boot hung near the edge of the doorway. My stomach twisted. “Stop the frame,” Ruin said. The scout froze the image. Ruin leaned closer to the screen. “Enhance the reflection on the window.”

The reaction is violent. The vines don't just stop; they shrivel. They let out a sound like air escaping a balloon—a long, dying hiss. The black oily surface turns to a dull, harmless grey. The "veins" lose their pulse and go limp, turning into nothing more than dried-up husks on the floor. Silence returns to the greenhouse, broken only by the heavy breathing of the two wolves. Torin stares at the pile of grey dust. He looks at his shovel, then at the small human woman holding a spray bottle and a bag of dirt. "You... you just killed the Rot with soap and rocks?"

Once I am steady, Raphael looks at me and whispers, "Are you okay?" I nod, giving him a small smile. He then removes his hands and steps back, just as I send a hard right hook straight into his jaw. I then bring up my foot kicking him in the balls and as he then bends slightly forward holding himself, I drop into my crouch and sweep his legs out from under him, making him land on his back on the grass. Everyone cheers!

I already planned it and I know it will work. “But if you don’t find it… You’re dead” I added. I stood up and pulled him up and made him look at me, even though he didn't want to. I stabbed him on his left leg and I heard him scream in pain, that makes me smile, because it is music to my ear. I saw Mang Berto shaking his head. I don’t know if he is already pitied, but I don’t care because I am just starting to enjoy every piece of Ross. I lean to him and smell him like a hungry wolf. Smelling on him like food, like how he smell me before he rape me and then I break his right arm. I heard the breaking bones. As well as his scream that makes me more excited about the game that I prepare.