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The words blurred, my fingers tightening around the phone. Someone was watching me. It was him. Kennedy. Somewhere out there, he knew where I was, what I'm doing, and how to reach me. And suddenly, sitting in the dark theater surrounded by strangers, I felt anything but safe. The rest of the movie passed in a haze. Daniel laughed, nudged me during the funny parts, offered me sips of his drink. I smiled, nodded, pretended. But my heart wasn’t there. My chest was tight, my mind buzzing with that text.

he ordered, voice ringing across the courtyard. The figure stopped several paces away. “I did not come to cross your threshold,” the stranger said. Their voice was calm—but it carried, threading through stone and bone alike. “I came to confirm.” Aria’s breath hitched. “Confirm what?” Killian demanded. The hood lifted slowly. Their eyes were not silver. Not gold. They were dark, like the space between stars. “That the balance has awakened,” the stranger said—and then their gaze locked onto Aria. “And that she is no longer alone.”

before slowly letting her go. "You're welcome." That was all she could think to say. She slowly turned and headed into the airport as Jax got back into the car before getting in further trouble with security. ...Author's Note… You can order the first arc, Stranger Than Murder in paperback on July 1st, 2021, from Amazon. Thank you for your support. I hope to keep creating fun characters for you to enjoy.

The wooden stairs split in half. Terah wouldn't like the scenery she will saw if she ever open her eyes today. The man tried for the second time, but Zachary already anticipated the act, and before the sword landed on his body, he let out a mighty blow. The man landed on the wall. He shrieked in pain, attempted to stand. Zachary went for the kill. After a couple of minutes, the fight was done—the three of the unknown strangers. Zachary checked the three for any identities but found none. No tattoos. They were merely assassins sent by someone to kill his sleeping mate. Whoever wanted his mate dead was giving an excellent impression. Upon remembering the woman, he rushed to her room only to fi

Anisel released his grip and so did I. “He has to be right. I saw two people walking around here before. It has to be them.” The stranger said. I wanted to ask questions until I studied Anisel’s face as he focused on the conversation. Something was up. “Those bastards have been dodging me for years. It’s time to finish what they have started. Either pay me 20,000£ or get the crown. Plain and simple.” Anisel makes an unrecognizable sound. He was scaring me like he knew what they were referring to. I cling to his arm not knowing what to do. He sensed my fear and held me to calm my nerves. With a sigh, we continue to listen.

Ignoring my fear and fluttering nerves, I put one foot in front of the other gingerly, trying to adjust to the darkness. Just in front of me, I can see the strange man’s shadow. He’s walking extremely fast. Maybe he doesn’t want to put himself in a position where he has to answer my questions. Just when my brain begins to scream I should go back or just call Vanessa, I trip and crash into a brick wall…a hot, thumping brick wall. “Watch where you’re going, miss.” The stranger growls and I jump back as if I’ve burnt. “Watch where I’m going?” In the darkness? I want to retort but I just clamp my mouth shut.

"If you don't want her blood and don't want anybody to harm her then bring her here. She will be safe here, Trust me." "You are right, I have to protect her. Tomorrow, I will bring her here," "You won't talk to her about this?" "Are you crazy, Rima? She will laugh at my face. I will bring her here and then later will explain everything," "You are going to kidnap her?" "No, I mean, I will ask her to come with me and then explain everything," "You think she will agree to come with a stranger to his house?" Rima was right. She wouldn't agree. For her, I was a stranger. I thought for some time.

" He ordered politely with an aura of authority. She stood, trembling on both legs as she stared at his deep brown eyes assessing her with a firm face. "Striscia! (*Strip!!)" She kicked off her sneakers and started working on the buttons on her tartan checked patterned shirt. She gives him her back as she unsnaps her bra. "Now I want to see. Turn back around. Show me!" She turned around nervously with her eyes closed as she began to remove her bra slowly, feeling her tits spring out. She removed her belt and moved down her denim jeans, freeing her pretty legs completely from it as it dropped on the floor.

The last thing I saw before everything went black was a stranger's face. He crouched down beside me. "Are you alright?" he asked me. And then, darkness consumed me.

And when they had just descended the stairs, all three of them were momentarily stunned when they saw a man with a pitch-black aura that instantly made them shrink in unison. "You wanted to see me but didn't want to be at my base? Don't worry, I'm coming to you now." The flat, cold voice sounded like a gust of winter wind that froze the bodies of the three. How could he come straight here! Seemingly alone! Did he want to deliver lives or what?! But for Jack and Hanry, they had even forgotten how to pick up their weapons.