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Before the punch could land, the door burst open. “Enough!!!” Uncle Nuel’s voice thundered through the tension. He stepped between them, face rigid. “This is a hospital. Not your battlefield or your boxing ring. What the hell is wrong with both of you?” he spoke while shoving the boys away from each other. The two men stared past him; though the fight had been halting, their silence was louder than any argument. The damage was done. Days passed. The wound in Selene's forehead has slowly healed, but then something else has started to grow in her heart.

she replied. "This is some sort of game to you, right?" Shelby ignored him and headed out. "You want me to go through the man that used to blackmail Nera for sex!" Frank yelled. "Is this some sort of punishment?" Shelby stopped and turned, saying, "If I wanted to punish you, I would make sure you were entered and labeled a sex offender so that you never laid your eyes on my daughter!" Shelby yelled. Frank froze in horror "Yes, my brother was wrong, but he is eighteen and will enter into any whore that is desperate to give it to him," she added and walked out of the garage.

(Eleven years ago) Grayson I put a bullet through my brother's head and watch the life bleed out of his eyes. I wait, just to be sure he's not getting back up. Sixteen years old, and I've already learned not to take chances. Not to miss—even an inch. That was the last Reaper who betrayed us. The last snake in the clubhouse pretending to wear the same patch as me. Everyone else is gone. All that's left is my father.

I only close my eyes when I'm too exhausted to keep them open. On day four at my brother's house, I take my throwaway cell into the backyard and sit on the steps while Daisy does his business. He's one of the oddest looking dogs imaginable with shepherd markings and the kinky curly hair of a standard poodle. The day after we arrived, Daisy and I had a serious problem when he tried humping my leg. Linc, the ass, snickered. Shelby stopped me from pummeling my brother by saying Daisy really liked the Street brothers and unless we proved who the boss is, Daisy's "like" might result in puppies. Shelby's a strange one. Her dog more so.

Olivia seemed excited “I told you me and Brian are best friends, right! So we’re growing up together and among five of us, me, Brian, Kevin, Mark and Ryan, Brian is the only one who didn’t play, but just dated one person, she is Rosie. They’re in a long term relationship until she felt bored and cheated on him with me.” “No way!” Olivia was surprised

"Shelby okay?" She tilted her head with a knowing smile, as if she knew why I was really asking. "She's fine. Her blood sugar gets a little too low sometimes. Mrs. Connor . . . uh, Shelby's mama, insisted the boys have some of her derby pie as a thank you for helping Shelby home. Even gave them an extra pie to take home to their mama." It was only then that it hit me. "Their mama? They're brothers?" She nodded again, a hint of humor dancing in her eyes. "Twins. Only not identical like Maggie and me."

And soon, I will stand beside Michael Shelby. My mother's brother, Finn Shelby, the uncle I wish I never had, the only male and oldest standing member of the Shelby dynasty, a man with a ruthless ambition and an infamous name, not known for being peaceful, murdered his own brothers and their sons to secure his place as the bloodline to be the next ruler in Fox City. He marries his brother's wife, Esme Wenston. The result of that bloody union was Michael Shelby. The long flight back home had left me exhausted, but the thought of what awaited me was a different kind of fatigue —a pain to my soul as it screams for divine help.

Hailey asks, watching my face. I shake my head and look at my brother. His eyes hold precisely what I knew they would, understanding. For playing the dummy, Dylan is truly an emotional genius. The guy always sees straight through me. One of the reasons I cleaned myself up for this breakfast, I didn't want him knowing how bad off I am. "Here we are," Shelby says as she places our drinks in front of each of us. "Thank you," Hailey says sweetly while I focus on my straw and drink.

Kelvin leapt into the air and delivered a bone-crushing kick to her head, while Karl's fangs sank into her neck, tearing into her flesh. They moved like wolves possessed. Elsa's heart was torn from her chest by the same brothers she had once deceived. When the guards brought out the urn—Aria's ashes—their minds could no longer bear the weight of what they had done. One by one, they ended their own lives. Their souls broke free of their bodies… and the chains that bound me to this world vanished. At first, I saw fear in their eyes. But then, something else—desperate hope.