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“Hi! I’m Reggie. I’m the maknae and, no doubt, the cutest member of DMG. Even though I’m the youngest, my hyungs should stop asking me to cook kimchi-bokkuem because I can’t. I can’t even cook eggs.” “You can cook ramyeon,” Cyber jumps in. “Oh, right! I can cook ramyeon. Also, I’m into soccer and I’m prolly the biggest Ronaldo fan.” “Hello! I’m Neo. I compose EDM and I like computer games too. I’m (almost) unbeatable on StarCraft. Even though I’m not the maknae, I’m the one who cooks a big pan of kimchi-bokkeum for the group’s secret late-night snacks.”

Then, I saw it. Rising above the skyline, a massive digital billboard flickered to life. It wasn't an advertisement for the latest mobile technology or a product . It was him. Julian Vane looked back at me with a cold, predatory intensity that physically stopped the breath in my lungs. He was leaning against the plexiglass boards of an ice rink, his Hawks jersey pulled across his shoulders that had grown impossibly broad since I'd last seen him. His face, once soft with boyish charm, was now a masterpiece of harsh angles and lethal symmetry. The caption, glowing in bold, gold letters against the blue backdrop, read: THE GHOST RETURNS: CHAMPIONSHIP RUN 2026.

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REMINGTON 11 MONTHS, 23 DAYS LATER. “We… won?” I muttered beneath my breath, eyes glued to my phone, watching the hockey match live. “We fucking won!” I screamed at the top of my voice, earning a groan from Clark and a grumble from my mum. This was the final match in a major competition, and our school — Chastity Verse — won. “Pull over!” I ordered the driver behind the wheel. He glanced backwards at my mum, who groaned in frustration.

It was no surprise that Ruby was a bright red, shiny dragon with no black on her as Slate had, which seemed to make her scales even shinier and brighter the closer they flew to the sun. She was also smaller and more nimble. Nya kept her head down, near Ruby’s neck, as the dragon was going at full speed, in a rush to get Nya back to the battlefield, and it seemed evident Ruby had been wanting to fly for a while. Nya wondered how it had been determined who would stay behind before and who would go, but then, it appeared that Ruby was a maid, not warrior. She flew like someone who would be good to have in battle, though, and Nya was glad that she was in such a rush to get where they were going

They were the biggest rival of Dark Moon Pack and Daniel had always a separate enmity with Leonard. "Not sure. But as per the information Daniel is getting interested to conquer the territory own by Leonard." "Shit, war again?" Amber asked being shocked this time. "Not sure. They might settle by exchanging something." "I hate this bloodshed." Amber scrunched her nose. Aron came closer to Amber pulling her into a strong hug, caressing her cheeks, and placing hot kisses on her neck and jaw. Amber started moaning feeling the sensual touches of Aron all around her body. That relaxation didn't last long when Aron's next statement shook Amber's equilibrium.

“And… did he feel the same about her?” Venom froze. Then turned to stare at her. “What?” Ava said. “I’m just asking. He’s my cousin.” Venom slammed the turkey bone on her plate. “Yeah. A cousin who made you scream while he came inside you. Jelly Bean.” Ava stood up so quickly her chair screeched backward. “I won’t sit here and be insulted by you, freak!” “Don’t cry victim,” Venom snapped. “Zayne is back to normal. If he cares about that girl, then it’s Gabriella's place to worry—not yours. You had your little orgasm. Now get over it.”

(DREAM) JADE’S POV MY life is nothing more than full of pain, abuse, trauma, and loneliness. I never receive any love nor had any freedom and a wish to ask for my own. I live to survive and tend to myself, and to do that I learn the hard way. “You freaking useless brat! Move your asses and work harder! There is no free food in these days!” The anger, the screams, and the reprimand that I always receive from the people who I thought I could rely on after I lost everything.

My name's Elizabeth Morgan, I'm 17 and a senior at Hillside High. If you didn't catch on, I live in this town called Hillside. We have lots of hills, and it's the most boring place I've ever lived. I don't recommend it to anyone. Anyways, back to the important stuff and the real reason why you're reading this. At my school, there's this one boy who is commonly known as the fuckboy. He's slept with every girl in our grade besides four of us. Those lucky four being myself, my best friend Ellie, and two other girls you'll probably hear about later.