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his paranormal sense picked up the hesitation in Beast Lord's Aura. " Hayden it is a suicide mission, there is no way you could make it back alive " " Alive? " He asked cocking up his brows " I am immortal, i can't die... remember ? " " You can, the Goblins's world is different. your paranormal Powers will work in that world except the immortality " Hayden stare blankly at the Beast lord. he is so dumb struck that he can't find his voice. " This is absurd, i have live as a Beast all my life and i have gotten used to the fact that i will never die. "

They couldn't be that different now. This would be easy. He'd find the goblin. They'd defeat him and then he'd get the girl. For however long he wanted. Which if history repeated itself, was not long. Every female gargoyle and fairy he'd come in contact with knew this wasn't for forever. "Still, you need to find out who the goblin is." Declan looked around the yard, feeling a little lost. Being reanimated was not as fun as he'd expected it to be. "He wasn't in the place she was painting."

Iris actually throws up, realizing Joey and her stepmother are having sex. “I know, disgusting,” The woman holds Iris’s black hair back and rubs Iris’s back. “Why? Why is this happening?” Iris asks again, screaming and choking on tears. “It’s a little complicated. I’ll tell you what I can. You get three chances to make it right. I am sorry to say I agreed to a game with the god of the Sea. He says his creations are stronger than mine. Daria has already been re-born once. If she fails twice more, I win. So, you get to go back,” the lady tells Iris. “You get three chances. If you can’t defeat Daria and Ingrid, then I lose, and you stay dead.”

“I can feel the strength, but your vessel is pathetic, there's no way you are what they say you are. “And what is that?” “A goddess reborn.” My blood boiled, and he shifted forward, eyeing Mela, two more sets of feet disturbed the boat. “What's with the friends?” “Oh they said I couldn't have you, fine by me I'll take the scared bitch for tonight at least, you however,” he mocked, “are going back a shell-like them when I am done with you.” Golems, but the dark kind, ones birthed into the bodies of the dead. My senses penetrated the forms. Dead, brainless, yet their souls were entrapped. Only their master to obey. He'd incapacitate me, trap my magic in a vegetable of a body, to use it, to fus

My wolf begged inside me, tugging frantically at the sliver of concentration I was trying to hold on to. “Think about this carefully Tophas, it's not every day I ask nicely.” He growled and I swallowed reflexively, itching the thin sheen of sweat that started to trickle at my armpits. Could I really do it? Be reborn? All that power singing at my fingertips? I couldn't trust Gobar to enhance me like that without some form of payment. I still didn't know how exactly he controlled his minions, I couldn't be some beast’s fucking stooge for the rest of my life, could I?

"A private room at The Vault—the city's most exclusive underground exchange. Only seven proxy bidders were invited." "Then Lord Julian is about to learn how expensive it is to sell stolen property," Victoria whispered, tilting her chin up to meet his dark, piercing gaze. "Because I'm not leaving that room without my father's legacy." Alexander’s lips curved into a low, predatory smirk. He reached into his jacket pocket and pulled out a delicate velvet box. Opening it, he revealed a slender choker made of interlocking black diamonds, centered with a flawless, teardrop-shaped crimson ruby.

“Sera, look at this.” “This is bad. We should contact the commander.” She noticed that one of the goblins had a slightly bluish skin and a small horn on their head. It was a stronger species, an evolved goblin called a hobgoblin. Newbies can handle a single hoblin but a horde would be fatal. Team Alpha recovered enough to move. Sera and Sven were about to inform them to retreat when the earth rumbled violently.

"No way, I’m so happy! I’m not going home until I’m drunk tonight." The drunkenness spread to my cheeks, and all my words and emotions poured out. My body swayed unsteadily, and I draped my arm over Jason’s shoulder. "You don’t understand the joy of revenge, I’ve died once," I laughed loudly. "I was reborn. It’s a relieve to watch them being in chaos." "You’re drunk. You’re talking nonsense. How can someone be reborn? You’ve just started a new life." Jason pulled me into his arms.

"Mom, I want to marry the vampire! I don't care about lots!" As I opened my eyes, I could still feel the pain of being bitten and torn apart. When I heard Sophie Anderson's spoiled voice, I quickly realized I had been reborn. But why did Sophie make a different choice this time? Sophie was adopted and a fake heiress. In my last life, she had immediately picked the werewolf with six-pack abs and handsome features. She even cried and begged to marry him.

"But it was because I had physically died that I could finally be with you forever. You couldn't see me, but I was with you every day. I was heartbroken when I saw you in so much pain. "I know the old Jeannie has let you down, but I swear, I didn't hurt you. The real Jeannie would only ever love you." Jeannie's explanation left my mind reeling. Her story was the stuff of fantasy. The Otherworld, a hostile entity—it was all so bizarre. "And we're reborn because…?" "It's the System's way of making it up to me after my body was taken over," Jeannie answered matter-of-factly. So I was reborn because Jeannie had made a deal with the System.