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I immediately place a steadying hand against her lower back before turning back toward the Elder. “What exactly happened?” I ask. The Elder walks slowly toward the window before speaking again. “The first pair triggered a civil war after rival Alphas attempted to separate them,” she says. “The second pair disappeared mysteriously before the prophecy fully awakened.” “And the third?” I ask carefully. Her silence alone is enough to make my blood run cold. Finally, she answers. “The third pair slaughtered hundreds.” Jasmine gasps softly beside me. Selene’s confident expression finally cracks slightly. But Elder Miriam quickly continues before panic fully settles.

Since quid was a 'space currency' currently its unit value equals 10 USD. Creed always wanted to attend these events, but he never had that much money. Though he still highly doubted if she could really get him inside. He still asked. Much to his expectations, he got the chance to learn from people who were the cream of the crop. After his conversation with Mira ended, he packed all his stuff and left the military quarters. Since he got the legal license from the military, he could leave and enter the glitch whenever he wanted.

I smiled at him derisively. "How long can you control yourself, boy? I know you lust for her body. I will watch you suffer as you control your cravings for her body and soul."He sneered and disappeared. I was left furious and unsure as what he said was true. I now craved for that girl and I did not know how long would I last controlling my lust... =======#####======

she felt her heart sink into her stomach, how could he do this to her not only was he ending the relationship, but he had also been seeing someone else during their relationship. The question that hit her was for how long had he been cheating on her and she was there being the loyal girlfriend. How stupid was she to think she would be loved by a man like Howard? But she'd rather keep that to herself than ask him and get her heart even more broken. Seeing his name at the entrance of that company and also over and over again while she moved around the place and did her interview only made memories from that day hunt her.

"Quite the presence you've got there. Who are you?" "Ciolara, of the Imperial Guards, I am Quell Brad," the young man declared with a resonant voice. "Wow, we have an Imperial Guard VIP in our midst. How remiss of me! Did you come to champion the Yaron family's cause today?" the Judge said, his face twisting into a mock-surprised grin. "I'm well aware of the dispute between you two," Quell said, his brow furrowing before he took on a commanding tone. "Enough with the strong-arming, Shadow Sect. This ends now. Pull your people out, all of them!"

She answered "Glen with Bryan, Ian with Joss, and Wade with our Ken" I raised my left brow and asked, "What's the problem I thought it would be perfect for the theme, and the point to note is we also have a female model with them". She sighed and said, "I am not protesting the way to make a team Stef but you know people here will get more excited if we go with the shipping pairs, we will get behind-the-scenes visuals for our promotion".

As the bus doors closed, Hunter and Gabriel ran after it. Nevertheless, the bus still drove away. I sat by the window and never looked back. Outside the window, their figures grew smaller and smaller. The scene was like an old photograph washed out by the rain. I lowered my head and opened the box containing the earrings. The pearls were still there, but one of them now bore a faint scratch. I gently brushed it with my finger. My heart still ached, but it was no longer unbearable.

I stood at the far end of the grand gallery on the second floor, a dry microfiber cloth in my hand as I slowly wiped down the stone frame of a massive stained-glass window. My body felt hollow, a dull, throbbing ache radiating from the center of my chest where my royal magic lay tightly coiled. The midnight excursion into Cassandra’s archive had cost me dearly. The internal fire had left my throat raw, and every time I swallowed, the taste of dry copper reminded me that my time was running out. But inside my pocket, the small plastic weight of the digital flash drive felt like a loaded weapon. “Today is the day the trap springs,”I thought coldly, my eyes fixed on the heavy double doors of th

Moreover, what if Frank's apprentices somehow won? With that in mind, Mr. Zoran turned calm and nodded at Mr. Quaker. "Let's resume the fight!" "Good!" That was exactly what Mr. Quaker wanted. He even eagerly turned toward Heartfar, and they shared a sinister smile. Then, he announced, "The second round of the Zamri-Riverton joint qualifiers… begins now!" At his call, Heartfar once again had someone tie up both his hands while leering at Scarface. "Big guy, if you even touch me once—"

"Better you than me. I've got a ton to do here. If I don't start cleaning soon, Lilly's going to finish it all herself and rub it in my face." "Sounds like her," Quill replied with a chuckle. "Try not to let her shame you too much while I'm gone." He made his way down to the tattoo shop. He crossed the room to his workstation, opening his drawer to lay out fresh needles, gloves, and ink caps before settling in with his appointment book. The minute his eyes landed on the third name, his stomach dropped. Herc Matthews. He let the pen he'd been holding fall back onto the desk. He hadn't seen Herc in months. Hadn't let himself think about him much, either.