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I flipped through the channels until I got to a few special ones. “What is this?” Jillie asked, laying her head on my shoulder. “Haunted House.” “What?” “It’s on the Mystical network; I guess you could say. It’s sort of like The Real World.” “So it’s a reality show with non-humans? “Yep.” “Wow, it’s like you live in an entirely different world.” “We pretty much do. We have everything that you have. Schools, TV shows, colleges, and stores. You name it. We have it.”

"He's a troubled man-unpredictable, they say. Every day I beg the Goddess why she mated me to him. What did I do to deserve this? She never answers, and despite what he promises, he never stops. And I put up with it for a long time because I love him, but with the pregnancy, I can't risk it. So I've been thinking, and I think I have a solution." "What is it?" She glances down. "I heard about that woman who killed her mate here." Bile rises in my stomach and I'm sure that I'm going to be sick. "Aurora-" Her eyes gloss over and redden, but she doesn't let the tears slip away from her. "I know it's sick. I-I keep hearing him say these things; how we act like humans trapped in monster bodies, wh

It's not the corny kind of friendship where we shop and make each other friendship bracelets but it is one with a strong connection. I take a shower to clean myself up. With the events that look place today I never really had the chance to bath or take a shower. After I'm done I take a moment to examine myself in the mirror. You would think with Aurora appearing everywhere I would be scared of my reflection but truth us she doesn't really scare me, she already tried to kill me multiple times and she failed.

"You kill these creatures and you expect us to follow in your footstep. What if they were wild animals that probably felt threatened." "It's only a matter of time Aurora before you will take everything I said to you into consideration. These monsters are real and they are dangerous. They won't hesitate to rip your throat out."

“I didn’t get the chance to thank you.” Her breath shook. “Thank me? You kissed me without my permission,” she whispered. “You scared me. And now—now you’re here? Why? What do you want from me?” The corner of his mouth tilted, almost amused. “So you know who I am.” “You’re Adriano Greco,” she said, her voice trembling. “The monster people talk about.” He took another step closer. “Monster?” he repeated softly. “That’s what they call me?”

I needed to feed my monsters or there would be consequences. “Hi, handsome. Would you like some company?” I turned and saw an attractive blonde standing next to me. Perfect. I thought to myself. She wasn’t my usual but she would do. So I started my game again. Within thirty minutes she was walking out the door with me. We walked over to my car and I held the door as she climbed in. I smiled to myself as I climbed into the car and drove her to her death. This wasn’t how I wanted the night to end at least not with this woman but it would hold off my demons for now.

“You’re safe from other monsters.” My quickened pulse returned. “Other monsters? Are you a monster? Is Em?”

“He tried to take you from me. I can’t ignore that.” Later that night, Carlo sat alone in a dark room, the only light coming from the screen of his phone. He scrolled through messages, contacts, surveillance feeds, anything. Then the phone buzzed. Unknown number. His eyes narrowed. He answered. No one spoke for a moment. Then a voice: low, mocking, too calm. “Well, well. Don Carlo. Hiding in shadows now? That’s new.” Carlo leaned back, letting the silence stretch. “You’re quiet. Cat got your tongue? Or are you still wiping the blood off your little girlfriend?”

The way the girls swoon over him only fuels my annoyance. I hate him. I don't like her. This is a trainwreck. Where is Mirasol's katana? Maybe I can fall on it? “Hello everyone, I’m Brent Hammond. You might recognize me from the cover of this year’s Assassin Magazine.” He strikes a dramatic pose that is in the theme of a Greek statue, and I have to bite my lip to keep from laughing. I nudge Caleb, who is also stifling laughter. “You know the slogan, ‘If they’re a danger to society, we’re a danger to them.’ Well, I coined that.” He flashes a smug grin. “And if that doesn’t ring a bell, maybe my stats will—I’m the best in the world.”

I folded my lips and smacked them. "It's a Horror movie," I say simply. "Really," Vy says perking up at the word horror and I nodded. "We can watch it sometime together," I suggested, and she smiled nodding her head hastily. "Werewolves are the things that are not real. I'm 100% sure Annabelle is, I search it and they have the real doll and the other haunted items in some museum in Monroe," I gave her a dumbfounded look. "I can admit that werewolves are not real but come on," I say chuckling.