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While I am distracted, the man begins to drag me away. I let my claws extend from my fingertips and swipe them across the man’s arm. He yells in pain, but he doesn’t let go of me. The man continues to pull me away despite the blood that is pouring from his arm. “Duko! Deimos!” I shout as I am drug away. Duko looks away from Nico. A sharp growl leaves his muzzle, and he lunges toward the man. The man throws me to the ground, and I hit the ground with a thud.

Chapter 4- Target The fear spread to Elise entirely that halted her breathing. The man Samantha talking right now is no other than the villain in the early chapter of the novel. He’s a complete psycho! A nut dog who has a sadistic tendency. Elise is having goosebumps remembering the scenes from the book she read. Elise spend her time in the orphanage creating a plan and she admit that she’s taking her time but his appearance brought panicked to Elise, she needed to get her grief, it’s a real thing but her trembling never subsides

I gasped out loud, bending my head all over, my vision blurry as his cock hit me hard He watched my face the whole time, his eyes dark and ruthless. It was almost as if he knew my plan, like he wanted to ruin me the same way I wanted to ruin him.

I could see the tiny glistenings in them covered by the darkness that he carried. He stopped in front of me and stared me down. I glared right back at him. "Who do you think you are to deny me what I want?" He asked in a grave tone laced with curiosity. I could tell he was surprised that someone was standing up to him. It was clear no one had done so before. I was more than happy to be the first. "Well, I am Crystal Caul, mate of the most infamous alpha" I replied in an equally serious tone.

I knelt down beside Roe and smiled sweetly at the man. “Derzhis' podal'she ubiytsa!” (Stay away murderer) he screamed and kicked out with his leg. He caught my knee with his foot, which made me lose my balance and fall on my backside. Gunner growled and launched forward, but Doyle was faster and reefed the man away. He held his whole body off the ground and in the air in front of his face. Doyle’s face had morphed back into the half wolf again, and he roared ferociously at the terrified man.

FACELESS VICTIM: ROSALENDA DEL FUEGO CHAPTER 41 [The beast actually never sleep. He take those who should be clean, chastise and soon drive the knife and pray as they perish...] WARNING: [This chapter may contain scenes, which aren’t suitable for an audience below 18. If it isn’t your forte, you can stop reading or skip this part. Read at your own risk. Thank you J ] “What? You can’t fucking stand me anymore, is that it?” It was of a woman voice, who sounded mad, rage dripping from ever thrown words she express.

After the sudden attack, a man dressed in a black robe descended from the sky and landed steadily in front of the hall entrance. Thea was severely injured after the Heavenly Tribulations’ attacks but was still bounded to the pillar. Seeing James, she was slightly taken aback. Her brows furrowed, and she murmured, “What is he doing here? Does he have a death wish?” Hirah looked at James and shouted coldly, “Presumptuous! You’re in the Doom Race’s territory. How dare you! “Take him down!” The Dooms were the strongest in the Greater Realms, and no other race dared to go against them.

He said. “I have one but it’s already chapter one.” I said hesitantly. “Read it for me, please…” *Cataclysm Chapter 01 I'm walking on the hallway of the school to pay the books I need. Everyone is busy talking to their old friends, some for their newfound friends and what makes me agitated is it seems someone is following me and it seems someone is watching me every corner of the school. It makes me feel uneasy. ---

⚔️ VENGEANCE ⚔️ (Death is the price!! ☠️) Chapter eleven (11) Authoress pov 🤍 Jasper already pass out and his friends already rush to him and sprinkling water on him, while Natasha was shouting, going up and down.

A massive explosion was clearly visible in those sapphire eyes, especially as the man walked quickly toward her, then gave her a hard chokehold. “Do you want to die? Dare to ask for something unreasonable? Don’t you know who I am?” Yohana’s breath caught in her throat. This was what it felt like to see Svanna being choked in Nightroe’s grip. She, too, could barely do anything in serious resistance. The man could see for himself how someone was nearly out of breath—perhaps about to die right there; if—if a supply of air didn’t immediately rush into her chest cavity—followed by Nightroe’s tentative steps closing the remaining distance between them.