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However, the word he had earlier heard interrupted his flow of thoughts, and the emotions that were creeping into him. Arthmata, Arthmata, Arthmata. The words resounded in his head in the very manner and pace the woman had said it. It, however, sounded more of a ghostly echo. Who was that woman? And what the hell is Arthmata? The woman looked worried when he met her. Their car had rammed into a truck. However, one thing caught his eye- Her eyes. When he first saw them, the top right quarter of her iris was red, the top left corner green, a the lower right quarter blue and the remaining quarter orange, and it seemed to glow dimly. The pupil was black, but it was blacker that the pupil anyone

Unknown POV Revive Lia? Why would Sage want to help me revive my daughter? Fine, I know she loves me a lot and she does not want me near Lisa but helping me is an overstatement. She is so jealous when I am with Lia or Lisa. I can never date nor can I marry a jealous lady or a back-biter. Sage is a villain! She is a miscreant which is up to no good at all, I think. She helps no one without having something huge in return and she can kill everything without collecting something in return, she is a devil herself.

He said. I thought about it. Sharing space with Cole and building a home together. "Can I think about it?" "Of course. No pressure. But yeah, think about it." Walking back to the dorm, I was buzzing. Not with anxiety. With possibility. Two weeks later, campus art exhibition opening. Sage has three pieces displayed. I arrived early to see them before the crowds. First piece: "Fracture", the fragmented mirror painting from her portfolio. Second piece: "Reconstruction", a girl putting herself back together with gold.

“They’re just pictures on a wall.” I pressed a hand to my chest, gasping dramatically. “You absolute heathen.” He smirked. “Oh, I’m sorry, my lady. I didn’t realize art was your lifeblood.” “It is,” I said, unfazed by his teasing. “Art is everywhere. It’s in the way we see the world, the way we express ourselves, the way we—” “Oh, look,” Sage interrupted, pointing ahead. “A circle.” I followed his gaze to a large canvas on the wall, where, as he had so eloquently put it, a single circle was painted in different shades of blue, red, and gold.

Chapter 1 Sarah's Pov. I walked into the tattoo shop with my heart pounding in my chest, not just from nerves about the needle but from the way the artist looked when I booked the appointment online. Her name was Riley, and her profile pic showed this tough woman with short cropped hair, piercings lining her ears, and arms covered in ink that screamed confidence. I had never been with a woman before, but something about her made my stomach twist in ways I could not ignore.

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“I do want to kill him” All the vampires who had been called to this meeting had arrived, so Jacob Saunders stood. Just like Samson, he was also tall, but his hair was blonde and long, and he usually left it to fall down down his neck to his shoulders. Today, he had it tied in a knot at the back of his head. He wore a pair of jeans and his shirt was unbuttoned, showing off his broad chest. His eyes were blue, giving him an icy, remorseless look.

In some spots, the branches jut out more and form shelves while in others they are so sunken into the wall that if they were the same color as the wall you would not be able to tell that htey were even there. Next, Sage walks in. She starts to add some leaves to the tree branches. Each of these leaves has a picture of a family member on them. The leaves are silver and have an amount of detail that is unrivaled. The veining of the leaves is what creates the pictures themselves. There are lots more leaves that are left open so that we can add more in the future. So far, there is a leaf for Elle, Frank, Dante, Hazel, Julia and myself.

“You’re eyes, they're different." "Do you like them," Sage preens. He wants to be beautiful for her. He wants her to like him as much as she likes me. I'd find it sweet if I weren't angry right now for taking over in the middle of a very intimate moment. "I do," she answers honestly. "You're eyes are stunning.” I know that she is seeing the deeper color, closer to purple than blue. Sage is so happy with her praise that I'm sure he'd be on his back wanting belly rubs if we were in wolf form.

"Fear not sweetheart, I'm not going to be your only friend because girl, my circle is big and I'm gonna introduce you to everyone." Sage really looked like the type of girl to have a lot of friends, she just had this bubbly energy to her. She also looked like someone who didn't contemplate much before doing anything, someone who would let her impulsive thoughts win. For starters, her hair was dyed pink which was matching with her pink nails, pink sandals and pink backpack. The knee length black sundress she was putting on was the only thing that didn't have the colour pink. She definitely looked like a real life barbie with how snatched her waist was and how pale her skin was looking.