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The dark-toned interior felt familiar to her. Victor’s house. Tara rubbed her temple slowly. “Damn it, I fell asleep.” But before she could even get out of bed, her gaze landed on a black velvet box resting neatly on the table near the window. Her breath caught instantly. Ocean Deep. Slowly, Tara climbed out of bed and carefully opened the box. The blue diamond necklace immediately greeted her eyes, dazzling and breathtakingly beautiful. And in that instant, the pressure in her chest grew even heavier. The necklace reminded her of everything from last night.

Back then, there was no pain, no heartbreak, no grief… just pure, simple happiness. Suddenly, I realized I could no longer feel the rain hitting my body, even though it was still pouring down. I looked up and saw a black umbrella shielding me from the downpour. I turned around to see who was holding it. Standing there was a man dressed entirely in black. I stared into his eyes—deep, coal-black eyes that looked dull and lifeless. He stared back at me just as intensely. There was something mesmerizing about them, like a black diamond that held a strange kind of beauty despite its dullness.

AMELIA BLACK's POV: "Keep quiet for fuck sakes, she is sleeping" I hear someone say, making me shift in my sleep. "We are going to be late" I hear another voice say. "Take Hunter" "He's going but I also need a girl" "I'M TRYING TO SLEEP HERE" I shout, getting closer to Vincenzo's body, heat radiating off of him. "What am I going to be late for?" I suddenly perk up, opening my eyes to see Bella in the room.

I plug my ear phone and pretend not to hear them. “Sing with us Harold!” and they are now singing so loud that even if my iPod is at its highest tune I can still hear them. I guess I fell asleep in anger of their song, the last thing I heard is a scream and as I try to open my eyes, a blinding light were covering us. I am trying to keep my eyes on focus as it gets clearer I could see a face of a woman. With deep blue eyes and a rosy white face, her lips were like cherry and she shine so bright then I lose sight. The next time I open my eyes I was in the hospital.

He replied sarcastically, walking towards the sofa set and getting comfortable. “Here.” Atarah threw a brown pouch on his lap, intending to harm the prince, but unfortunately, Dragomir had fast reflexes. “Did you count them?” he asked, checking the content inside. Atarah raised her eyebrow at him, silently saying: how dare you question my math? But Dragomir didn’t believe her. He still spilled out the content on the marble coffee table and started counting. The big chunks of diamonds twinkled like stars against the black surface.

Hodor put some sarcasm on it. Viller and Jek are dumfounded when they saw the interior of his chamber. This is the first time in the long decades that they actually saw the interior design. The whole chamber is huge. The throne made of black and gold is the center piece. It stood across in the room. The curtains are as red as fresh blood. Huge paintings are occupying the walls. They have been mesmerized that they did not pay attention to their king. Their eyes are busy memorizing the details.

Adam’s POV “Fuuuuuck….” I moaned, waking up in a cold sweat. “What was that about?” I had the most vivid and wet dream about a drop dead gorgeous babe with eyes like lazulite that captivated me. She had skin lethargic was the light pink hue of rose quarts, and hair as black as jet. She was like a walking treasure of precious stones, one begging me to plunder.

A jolt of electricity run through his hand at the extreme coldness radiating from the silver handle. He took a deep breath and opens it. The room that they found themselves in was decorated purely or a vampire queen. Marble black and white floor, a dark goth queen bed with sheer black drapes on the corner of the room and across of it is a balcony looking outside facing Dzhimara. The bed itself has red fabrics beneath the black cover, red ribbons decorating the top pane of the bed bringing colour to the black drapes. On the bed was Eve who wore her black strapless dress.

She laid on the floor bleeding out as a woman she had never seen before smirked at her. Right after, Jacob walked into the room and heard her heartbeat getting faint. The shower door was coated in scentless wolfsbane. He smiled as he grabbed Savannah and proceeded to fuck her on the bathroom sink as his Goddess given mate could only watch while taking her last breath. Afterwards, Savannah cleaned up all traces of them and made it seem as though Hera’s death just occured. Jacob called the pack warriors and doctors to report the incident. It seemed as though this happened while he wasn’t home, although his daughter swore he was the last person at home with her mother.

Raymond says and I hear my bedroom door shut. I stare at my reflection in the mirror. There are so many bite marks all over my chest. Definitely from this weird girls that I brought home to have sex. I don't even remember how the sex felt like. I was pretty wasted, I don't remember shit. But I fucking remember face fucking one of the girls last night for a while. I thought about Naomi and imagined her as the girls instead. It was pretty fucked up. " Mr. Black, mom's calling." Goldie says.