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Luca asks. Which just makes Seyla laugh even harder. But before I can answer, the professor walks in and makes her way to the front of the classroom. Her long silver hair falling down her back. Her bonded following closely behind her. A moon serpent. It's quite literally glowing. I have only ever read about moon serpents. I've never actually seen one in person. I'm beyond fascinated. It's lavender scales shimmering as it glows. I don't think I have ever seen anything quite as beautiful.

Ann replied. “ I became your friend before she became your acquaintance, so you should definitely take mine too” Richard said. “Although you bullied me into becoming friends with you, I guess I could take yours too” Ann smirked. “ Wow, I hope you haven't forgotten who you are speaking to” Richard said. “ How can I forget a friend?” Ann said with sarcasm. “ Why do I get this scary feeling that I just walked into a sinking sand?” Richard said faking a shiver.

“Last night, I visited King Guaya. He talked about the visitors you saw the other night. They demanded for Banabella, but we denied them their request. King Guaya lied to them that she’d been acutely ill and had died two days ago. The prince did not believe this. He and his men left, saying no word. King Guaya followed them as though leading the way out, and furiously, a soldier threw a parchment at his face and that was when they left in anger. The next day, another group returned, demanding for Banabella. And as they rode off, with no hopeful response from King Guaya, a soldier hauled another parchment at his face. “The first letter read: ‘I, Prince Habeb, the Prince of Suramy demand from

💔Hidden Scars💔 (😱😵More Unraveled Secrets😵😱) By: Kã Mä Râ . . ✏Written By: _____Authoress Kamara✍_____ . #Season_2: ✨Episode 17✨ . . 💋Harley💋 "Harley, you sure you fine going in there alone?". "Lionel. I'm fine". I reassured him. "I just don't trust that Gael guy".

"Is that a..." "Speedster!" Natasha finished Lucas's question,answering it all together. "I thought speedsters were only in Atlanta!" Cassie added, her heart still racing from that near-death experience. "You're... you're neck!" gasped Lucas, looking at Natasha. "What...?" Natasha felt her neck. It was not her neck, exactly, but just below it where her scar was. She felt blood wet her fingers. Apparently, a shard of glass from the broken car window had sliced through the scar, rupturing it.

Every instinct screams at me to turn back to the safety of the bridge. The canopies of the remaining pods suddenly open, exposing my companions still in hibernation, utterly unaware of the impending danger. The monitors have either malfunctioned, or this is a safety device. I force myself not to panic as my breathing becomes labored from the lack of oxygen. I have almost reached Beth. She stares up at me, and I can see relief in her eyes. There is no time to consider the consequences. I rip out her tubes and remove the restraints. Globular clusters of blood and fluid float upward to the widening fracture and disappear. Beth stretches out a hand, “Skye, help me,” she whispers.

Stallion replied. "Okay, and what about my uncle, Gabin?" Cobra asked. "We'll work on it. One step at a time. Right now, I need your help." Stallion replied. "What do you want from me?" Cobra asked. "Alas, I need you to get rid of someone. Her name is Queen Scorpion. I want you to eliminate her tonight. I'll send her picture and all the information you need shortly." "Just one girl? Piece of cake." Cobra said.

She sits back down on the couch and gives us a small wave of goodbye, I open the door but as I open it, I saw a tall figure dressed in all black and a visible snake tattoo trailing up his neck the fucker that works for Alessandro's dad. Before Alessandro could pull out his gun, the fucker pulls out his own and a sudden sharp pain flows throughout my body before darkness clouds my eyes. shittttt.......... (Just to refresh your memory snake tattoo guy is the one who carried Cassandra to that torture room when she was kidnapped by Isabella)

Ryan raised the chair in his hands, and with a swift motion, brought it down on me, his eyes cold as they met mine. I was paralyzed by the fear in my eyes, unable to move. "Ah!" The pain shot through me like a jolt of electricity, and I couldn't contain the blood-curdling scream that escaped my lips. My fingers were crushed instantly, mangled and bleeding, as I stared at them in disbelief. The physical pain, sharp and intense, barely compared to the crushing weight in my chest.

"Look at you, all eager to please. You didn't even offer anything in return. Why would she help you out?" He then handed me a card. "I'm Daniel Jenkins. Here's a little something for our first meeting. ZenWave's beauty clinics are all part of my family business. With this card, you can enjoy unlimited visits." ZenWave was a well-known, high-end beauty clinic chain. A single visit there could cost tens of thousands of dollars. This gift was too generous. I didn't take the card, but Leon snatched it from Daniel's hand and stuffed it into mine.