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He got down on his knees before Kayson and wrapped his arms around Kayson’s thigh. Shaun expressed his excitement as well. “It was my fault for being disrespectful earlier, Dr. Yarde. Please save my son.” Kayson smiled. “I’ve already promised Ms. Locke that I’ll do it, so it won’t be a problem.” “Thank you!” Shaun was grateful and regretted doubting Kayson earlier now. The saying ‘Don’t judge a book by its cover’ was so right! “Dr. Yarde, my name is Yuri Cash, but you may call me ‘Yuri’.”

[Quest Update: Train 100 ex-slaves to D-Rank - Progress: 0/100 - Time: 2 Days 19 Hours Left] [New Skill Unlocked: Monarch's Domain (Incomplete) - Share 10% of your shadow power to Legion within 100 meters] Jin stood. Eyes fully black flame now. "WAKE UP!" he shouted. Not loud, but shadow carried voice to 100 sleeping souls. 100 ex-slaves woke, scared. "From now, you don't train to be soldiers. You train to be Kingdom!" He slammed hand to ground. Shadow spread. Like ink. 100 meters. Covered yard.

“You’ll never be humiliated on a stone altar while the pack watches.” But fear gnawed at her constantly. What if they shifted as infants? What if their scent drew Shadowthorn hunters? What if Kael somehow felt them through the broken bond and came to take them? She started training in secret. Push ups on the dirty floor until her arms shook. Running at dawn through alleys, dodging drunks and stray dogs. She stole books from the library on self defense, on wolves, on survival. Her latent blood,whatever ancient shadow line her unknown parents had carried,began to wake. Shadows sometimes flickered when she was angry. Her hearing sharpened. Once, she lifted a refrigerator by herself when it bloc

Chapter 1 I never should have answered Daddy’s text. But when the notification lit up my phone at 9 p.m.—Come to Blackwood Tower tonight. We need to discuss your trust fund. Now.—I couldn’t ignore it. Not when it came from Richard Blackwood, founder and chairman of Blackwood Enterprises, the man who’d built a billion-dollar empire from nothing and spoiled me rotten every step of the way. I am Sophia Blackwood. Twenty-one. Only child. Heiress to everything.

She pointed at the checkbook and was unbothered about it. He was rendered speechless. Shadow was known to be one of the richest people in the Underworld. Her fortune was endless but he didn’t expect her to be this… rich. “Can you be my sugar mommy?” The words left his mouth before he could filter them. Anonymously, it was his sincere thought. Shadow made a scowl expression and switched on her new arrival laptop. “Continue to do a good job. I’ll spoil you rotten.” Poof! Unplanned, his tail appeared and it waggled aggressively. Deep respect etched his face.

Completely outrageous and utterly preposterous, but it just might be exactly what was right. Behind me my family was screaming. Even my dad. Tears pricked my eyes at the sound of his voice. He would be okay. They all would be. I would make sure of it. And once I was gone, Silindra and Laeddin as well as Pops and Joanna could rescue my mom and dad, Troy, and Christopher. They could defeat her. "Very well," Sharra said, and relaxed enough to go over to the baby. "Shush, little one. You will be whole sooner than you think." Slicing one of her fingers open with her thumbnail, Sharra squeezed so her blood dripped into the crib.

I can’t handle that right now. I’m Everly Sasha Shadows, daughter of Zane Shadows and the granddaughter of Death. Failure should never be an option, and yet I failed. I failed so fucking hard that I don’t want anyone else to know, let alone my grandfather that is a god. It’s bad enough that Dad knows. I can’t handle anyone else knowing, not right now. I have to be able to find a way on my own to save Sebastian. With Dad and Mom's help, there has to be a way for us to figure it out. Going to Death is the last resort. A desperate attempt that I’m not ready for. Plus, if he finds out I failed, he might not want me to help with the underworld, and I don’t think my confidence could take that hit

“Dad, I want you to meet my—” Her gaze ascended to my father, and her eyes grew wider as she stepped back. “Oh, Goddess.” Her face was ashen as she stared at my father in shock. “He’s your father.” “Yeah. Wylon. Dad, my mate, Shadow.” “Nice to finally meet you, Shadow. Forgive me for being fashionably late.” Dad extended his hand for a handshake, but Shadow was rooted to her place, staring at him. From being shocked, something seared inside her. Her eyes began glowing.

The doctor who had come over this afternoon for my check-up had given us the pregnancy health book. I didn’t know Daddy could be this serious reading a book, those elegant fingers flipping pages. His dark brows were knitted in concentration so deep that I almost didn’t want to distract him. But then I remembered how good it felt to watch him squirm. How wet it made me to see him fight for control. How much I loved being the thing that could unravel Vincent Hale. I could make him tremble. I could make him weak. The power of it was intoxicating. Well, like I said. Almost.

Shirley The whole weekend our parents were gone. The house felt different, like it was just waiting for us to break. I tried to stay in my room most of Friday, but by Saturday night the tension was too much. My body kept remembering how Alex ate my pussy and made me see stars. I found him in the living room watching TV. The second he saw me in my little nightdress, his eyes changed. He stood up and walked straight to me without saying a word. This time there was no slow teasing. He grabbed me and kissed me like he was drowning.