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He wouldn’t fall asleep even though his mind felt so tired and was weighed down by all the information it had received for the past two nights. Out of habit, he moved his hand under his pillow and groped for the object there. His mind went back to Tamerlane. The Naga leader’s overzealous words echoed in his brain: {the prime mover… an infinite reservoir… the fifth and final element…} He saw as though with Sasha’s eyes the fish tanks in the abandoned experiment room. Some of the glass was stained with blood. {My name is Tamerlane Shonod… The Trailblazer… The Earthscorcher…}

SPECIAL CHAPTER 2 It's different. Tyr has heard different stories about how the Dahomes lived. Unruly. Wild people who even make human sacrifices, barbaric creatures who kill even themselves for sport, they lack emotions and live worse than animals, all these amongst other terrifying rumours. So, even though that barbarian had saved his life from his captors, Tyr had been reluctant and terrified to come to this place, but then again, he hadn't really had a choice in that matter, because he had nowhere to go and only had to trust his friend’s decision.

The pecking voice should be rattling off these facts, but she’s grown eerily quiet. “Look at this,” he says, flipping to a full-page illustration. A tiny woman, Thumbelina, is kneeling on an enormous lily pad. In the murky water underneath, huge wide-mouthed fish with bulging eyes swim among the reeds. She covers her face with her hands in despair. A monarch hovers in mid-air, gawking at her while she cries.

"I-I apologise! Please spare my life!" The nobleman quickly bowed his head in humility, and Valac simply averted his gaze away from him, finding the nobleman unpleasant. (Now that brother Azazel has slaughtered so many houses, this rat worshipped my feet and told me that I am the only one who can rescue the Empire.) Valac gritted his teeth and tightened his grip on the document. (Not long ago, you were all disgusted by me and praising Drystan even more... fucking bastards who don't know their place!)

Alastair had felt pity for any prisoner who had to endure his awful screeches and so he ordered such. The Emperor had then quickly retired to bed, with Agathus encouraging him like a mother hen and Alexis staring at him in guilt. She wasn’t over what Adam had said. It was completely true. She was useless. Unworthy. She could heal, and did herself but it did nothing to help Alastair who had mana exhaustion. She had originally detested Emilia’s arrival but now she wished it were sooner. When she arrived in her room to see an unexpected guest she wasn’t amused, especially when he was in her bathtub enjoying her small luxuries extensively. He didn’t cover himself with the curtain and just smile

“Sorry.” “You should be thankful I’m not like other guys. You’re pretty. Be more careful next time,” Red said. He stood to leave even though he had just arrived, seemingly uncomfortable in her presence. As he turned, his dictionary fell to the ground. Katleya’s eyes widened in shock as she covered her mouth. She couldn’t believe what she saw. Inside the dictionary was a white book that looked very familiar—a published erotic novel by TitaAmor07, part of the Big Bird Series.

” Rowena spoke calmly. “I will take my new little furry pet. You can hand him over to me, fae king.” Marleeken showed out of nowhere with a sinister glint and sarcastic smirk. Thersar looked at her with indecision on his face, but a few moments later he handed over the ranked fae soldier to Marleeken. I think he was fed up with carrying his high-ranked army commander like a furry pet across the battlefield. Tyler snuggled lazily, looking like he had no care in this world. He cuddled and cocooned in Marleeken’s hug. Tyler the sloth, our furry commander of dark faes yawned, opened his eyes for the moment, and then sleep took him over again.

She shook her head. " You are correct, but Damien owns the zoo." "That's where he keeps his pet," He responded. "What kind of pet does he have?" She enquired. " You don't want to hear that because it will make you uneasy." He grinned. " I don't have any fears. "Just let me know." She lied. " It's a cobra," says Andrew. Miranda trembled as he responded, 'His pet is a big cobra.'

Petro further added with an evil smirk on his face I squinted eyes and kept staring at him “Yo..u… you… can finish them all?” I questioned him in totally amazed tone “Hmm….. Did you really thought that I would ever bother to share my food and water with lowlife human like you…?” he further added and turned to other side and opened lid of one barrel His words pierced my ears and pride I took couple of breath to compose myself “You wouldn’t have been standing drinking your gut out IF……. HUMANS like me had not bothered to help you get free from that PRISON” I replied to his sarcasm with sarcastic answer… and a forced smile

The air in the narrow shadow was scalding, heavy with the metallic scent of sweat, magic, and his absolute defeat. The evil, bad Fishy lay panting beneath me, his chest rising and falling in violent, desperate gulps, his iridescent scales glistening with a slick layer of sweat and tears. "You really thought a little crying would make me go easy on you, Fishy?" I hissed, my dark eyes glowing with a cold, ruthless hunger. The wicked, predatory smirk on my face widened as I took in his completely ruined state. "P-Please... Daddy... No more... My Pussy is so sore Daddy..."