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Freya whispered, like saying it aloud was a bad omen, not a moment later, Freya felt a chill up her spine right then, as the small hairs on her skin rose and the air chilled, Freya and Melissa gave each other a knowing look before their eyes both turned to the garden’s secret door, the door that she tried to escape from months ago, that was now chained up, but the looming cold feeling had Freya stepping in front of Melissa as the air stilled. And she felt it, the cold bloodlust and speed, and in an instant, the garden door had been broken down as she looked up to see her worst nightmare come to life, it was Dex and Diandra who had identical grins on their faces as Dex muttered. “Well, well,

Sound of clanking heels could be heard behind me, so I swerved to unravel what was going on. Only to meet Fraye looking like the goddess of seduction, she had nothing on apart from a pink lace bikini that revealed more of her birthday suit. She stared at me seductively and licked her lips as she approached me. When she got close to me, she wrapped her arms around my neck and kissed me ravenously as her hardened nipples poked against my chest. Just then, Petal's image with the Alpha of Crimson Pack spiked up again in my memory. I stared at Fraye for a few seconds before pushing her away.

She walks to the were house doors and with a flick if her wrists, they are thrown open, she doesn't even have to say anything spells. The men inside look at us in shock and I recognise my brother immediately, we may not have the same features but we have the same eyes and there's just something about him. He looks shocked too and also angry, he wasn't expecting this. “Hello boys.” Freya says and then she raises both her hands and there's a loud ring that almost brings me to my knees and the ground shakes. But then, they all fall to the floor, passed out. “That was too easy.” Freya says.

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Kristof acts surprised, making me roll my eyes. “How were you going to inform me? Via a fire opal?” I tease. We never communicate by phone or email unless necessary, and even then, we don’t use our own devices. “Telepathically.” He winks, leading the way to the basement. Just like he said, Father is awake, staring up at the ceiling. I hurry to the side of his bed, carefully taking his hand. “You woke up.”

★★★★ "Where do you live? I can't possibly take you back to The weekend in this drunken state." He asked, nobody knew where the Forsythe's lived. He pulled over, in the middle of the lonely road. She closed her eyes, but he was sure she wasn't sleeping. She was slightly drunk, not drunk to stupor. He tapped her, but she never opened her eyes. He tapped her again, this time, she opened her eyes, and blue orbs stared back at him. She grabbed his arm. He was shocked at the change of eye color. "Fr- Freya, yo- Your eyes, it's glowing" he tried to move back, in fear.

"Don't come near me!" "Don't come close!" She screamed, still trying to kick something that only she could see. She started to frantically pull her hair as those screams and cries from her nightmare still echoes at the back of her head. Her breathing was frantic, finding it hard to even breathe. Her eyes started to see only darkness around her, she can barely see light. In her eyes, her surrounding is nothing but endless darkness, and that taunting laughter haunts every piece of her. "Please don't come closer!" She hid her head in between her knees cowering in fear at one corner of the bed. Her sobs disturbing the silence of the night. Her pleas and shrieks can make one's hair rises. "Mori?

There was a knock at the door, making us both jump and Freya glares at me, gesturing to the bathroom. “What have you done with Lana?” His voice hovers in the air, full of anger, ready to punish Freya. Exiting the bathroom, I apologise and start to walk towards him. Suddenly turning, I rush back to the bathroom, slamming the door and making retching sounds. I just hoped he would fall for it, I needed more information from Freya. “Sorry sir. She just keeps being sick. Maybe something to do with the spell.” “Human traits are vile. Very well, keep her here until she stops and alert me immediately. I need to be with my love.”

When I was eighteen, my brothers, the bosses of our mafia family, brought home an adopted sister. And so, naive as I was, I became the biggest nuisance in the family. When Vivian's dress was torn, they blamed me. When Vivian was frightened by the gang violence, they still blamed me. Later, our turf was attacked, and Vivian was kidnapped by our rivals. My brothers, who used to adore me, looked at me with desperate, tearful eyes and broke down. "Piper, we are begging you. Please take Vivian's place, okay?" I quietly looked up at them and softly said, "Okay." So, on that stormy night, I walked alone into the enemy camp and took the place of their beloved princess. As for me, I was thro

I ascended from the cab and shut the door, Nathan waiting for me to go first. The climb wasn't as hard as it was the first time I had to do it, now that I'm starting to get used to the higher altitude and rough terrain. The illuminated house came into view as some dark figures emerged as silhouettes. “What happened?!” Stephan yelled as we got closer. I pressed my finger to my lips and looked back at Derek in Nathan's arms. Spencer, Jules, and Lydia were at his side, staring at the young Foreseer defenselessly lying in Nathan's grasp. I shoved past them, ignoring the stares and jaw-dropping looks they gave us.