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Chris asked and I shrugged "Hey Ethan" Taylor greeted me "Hey Tay" "So what happened with you and Kim? Is everything okay?" Matt suddenly walked to me and asked "Not really , things never work between us" I said truthfully as I took a glass of cold water "You need to fix it before you regret it" He said seriously "Not interested" "You should because if you don't , you'll end up like me" I turned to him completely not understand "Before I met Scarlette , I might like someone. But I didn't want a relationship at that time and thought that she wouldn't go anywhere but she ended up with someone else. I regretted for not claiming her sooner so it ruined me"

These hunters will turn the world upside down if only to find her and get the coveted prize. "Yaya, I'm going to the gym. Don't cook dinner for me. I'm just going to grab something to eat at the nearby resto when I conclude my workout." “Sure Ma’am. I understand.” Stressed from a long day's work, she chose to unwind and let go of some steam. This is her habitual way of getting rid of the toxins in her body. In her reckoning, the sweat that flows out of her pores drives away the microorganisms that have clung to her. Aside from her exercise routine in the gym, she believes that tonight is special. It is forecast that a full moon will be rising from the East. It is time to go hunting and quenc

Maybe I would be in Princeton with Tiffany, my twin sister. I won't just let Erica go Scot free. I'm going to pay her back by making her life miserable. I won't let her be until she knows how being bullied feels. I'm going to make sure I ruin her completely, her heart is going to be shattered and irreparable. This is the best time to have my revenge. ****

Yeah right. "But what does it mean?" I could understand her confusion. There was a fuck load of zeroes at the end of that number. "It means you're rich let's go we have to be on the road soon." She turned to say bye to the asshole but he turned his back on her and went inside. Good riddance. I hugged and kissed her while she kept staring down at the paper in her hand before leading her to the bike. ***

I’m having a bad, perhaps even a horrible hangover and the heat of the sun was slowly killing me. I just walked and walked and walked not really having a real destination. And it really sucks and frustrating that I’m heartbroken and a mess. I spent all of my cash yesterday and I’m basically broke as fuck that even if I want to buy something cold to relieve the drought inside my throat, I just don’t have any other option but to swallow my own fucking saliva.

I have never come across someone like that in my entire thirty years on this motherfucking earth. The bitch despises you. She almost sold you to some human trafficking motherfuckers. You should fucking hate the bitch, shawty. You should hate her not me. The hell does she want?! I grabbed my bottle of whiskey, opened it, and took in a gulp. She's messing with my fucking brains, men. How do you love someone who has been fucking terrible to you? Blood is rotten if it wants evil for you. Why the fuck can't she get it?

he informed me. “I’m standing.” “You’ve crossed the room twelve times.” Calyx looked up from one of his books dramatically. “He’s pining.” “I’m not pining.” “You’re absolutely pining,” Mal said. I glared at all of them. Traitors. Every single one. Mal watched me quietly for another second before speaking again. “You’re bonded bad.” I frowned. “What’s that supposed to mean?” His expression stayed completely serious. “It means if somebody hurts her, you’ll burn the world down trying to get her back.”

Sighing, I replied, “I'm sorry but your obsession to see me didn't quite impress me. Instead, it made me see how low you can stoop by barging into my private lounge carelessly just to see me.. this is unacceptable and it's something no fan has ever done before. I am a human, okay and I need my privacy or space like you.” Taylor's breath hitched as my words hit her like hard. Seeing how sorry she was made me despise her once more because all I could ever see in her eyes was nothing but evil. Staring at her amber pupil gives me remembrance of how awful and mean she was to me those past years. How she tried to get rid of me and my unborn kids with wolfsbane and how she tormented me and basked i

I managed to mumble out a thank you, blowing my nose as he drove. I thought about what Taylor had told me about her last girlfriend. How instead of coming out, she'd broken up with her and moved back with her parents. Taylor had been devastated. In her heart, Taylor was a trusting soul, who saw so much beauty in this miserable world. But she'd been failed. Failed by her family, her past loves, and now by me.

I’m already learning new things about Albert. “Feel the rush, the crimson tide. Hungry whispers in the night, we can’t hide. In the dark, we come alive. Living off the thrill, we thrive.” I recited, not sang, the chorus. I’m not talented like that, but it all clicked as I listened closer to the lyrics and processed this new information. I smacked my forehead as it all made sense. The song is about drinking blood, of course. How did I not realize this sooner? Albert chuckled as it sank in for me.