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"Of course, my friend. We won't kill them. We just want to take our revenge, make your father suffer, leave him powerless so that we can rule over the entire mafia world in the US alone. After all, if it wasn't for your dearest dad, my father and Checknov would rule the underworld of this country at this moment. And now that Checknov is dead, it seems like we have to take your family down alone. But no matter what, we will get what we want. And that will happen soon." A frown set between my brows. His father? Who was he… My eyes widened as realization set in. James Monet. This man was James Monet's son? Because other than Russell Checknov, Monet was the only man who hated us with all his bei

The only thing that broke it was the sound of nocturnal insects. "The Sons," Gbenga continued. "know your capabilities. They want you on their side. It is not a request. It is a command." "And if I decline the request?" Lex asked. "You will lose the one you hold dear." Lex stiffened. "As we speak, our man is as the airport." A chill crawled up Lex's spine. Funke!!!

Ethan Storm spoke in such a matter of fact voice. It infuriated Jake as he looked ready to screech at the older man, “What the hell is going on dad?” He questioned and his father knew that it would be a long story and he would have to repeat it more than a few times to let it sink in. But finally, there was a new hunter to take over just when they would be needed most. There was a monster lurking in the shadows no longer content to watch the human’s rule over what should be there. But do all monsters do monstrous things only time would tell who could be trusted in this new world that Jake was thrust into?

"I know that part of me is him and part of him as me but I just can't shake the feeling that I came from monster high and I sometimes hear that I'm going to become the monster that he was but monsters have an ability to revert back to the way they were monsters are not born they are made and what made him a monster with the same thing I don't want to make me a monster if I'm making sense. " " you're making perfect since you don't want to be the same person that you were and going to be the kind of person that your father was you want to be different and I must tell you that you have a beautiful relationship with your daughter she loves you to respect you and you treat her with respect which

She didn't want a situation where they would know her plan. "Of course, Jeremy, your Alpha is an arrogant, despicable and a ugly thing....... " She heard a growl behind her and I shook. Well Jeremy is their Alpha and she just insulted him, so the monster will surely defend its owner. Olivia was sure that it was Jeremy that owns the monster behite there was nothing of such when his father was on the seat of the leading Alpha. "You are bold," it said stiffly. The heat of its body was already making Olivia hot all over. This monster is really dangerous and she's toiling with it.

"Of course not!" Elizabeth was still doubtful. Then, there was a notification on her phone, and she looked at it. A new deposit of two thousand dollars had been made to her account. So, was Lenny telling the truth? "Then I’ll get back to work now." Elizabeth couldn't hide her joy and prepared to return to her desk to work. But Lenny called her back. "Elizabeth!" Elizabeth turned and looked at her again. "Chester Yale of Galaxy Corporation... do you know him?"

“I didn’t mean to make him disappear.” I knelt beside them, brushing a strand of hair from his forehead. “Sometimes monsters need to disappear.” He looked up at me, eyes wet. “Daddy, am I a monster?” That question tore through me more brutally than any wound I’d ever taken. I cupped his face in both hands. “No, Damon. You’re my son. You’re what every monster should fear, okay?” Behind us, the remaining enemies scattered into the forest. The sun finally broke the horizon, spilling gold across the smoking courtyard, turning everything Damon had touched into shimmering light.

"He’s your son, Julian! He’s a Vane!" "He’s a Bliss," Julian corrected, a single tear tracking through the bandages on his scorched face. "He is everything good in Elara, and none of the rot in us. I stayed to protect him. I stayed to be the monster so he wouldn't have to be." The wooden block slipped from his fingers and clattered onto the linoleum floor. The secret was out. The "Monster" wasn't a stranger; he was the father of the boy I loved more than life itself. And Silas was no longer just a protector—he was an uncle to the child he thought was his enemy's heir.

As he moved his lips to speak, the doorbell rang, and I picked up Scarlett's scent, but another familiar aura was on the other side of the door. "My father is here," I mumbled under my breath, looking at Jason's worried expression. Calmly, I walked away from him, seeing that he was in trance, and headed for the door, opening it to reveal an angry Vladimir along with Scarlett. "A fucking Ultima, Nero! You failed to tell me that the daughter of Loki is a damn Ultima!" My father shouted angrily, stepping inside. Glaring at Scarlett, I frowned and then shut the door before facing my father, meeting his angry gaze.

I wonder what her secret weapon is. Then the Council policeman's voice boomed out like a powerful thunder over me... "Thor!... Son of Viveka Andersen and Knox Quin. You're under arrest for the murder of your father, Knox Quin, The Alpha of Silver Moon pack. You can choose to follow me in peace or force my hand into taking you down by all means possible!" My brows shot up in amusement.