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Evelynn POV I should’ve shoved them out the door. I should’ve screamed, fought, done something other than lie here pinned against cheap motel sheets with four walking gods pressing in on every inch of me. But the truth? My body betrayed me. Again. Jaxon straddled me at the hips, his wolf-bright grin feral and smug. His thumbs rubbed lazy circles over my pinned wrists, soft and cruel at once. “You’re trembling, sweetheart. Afraid?”

I knew the creatures that were banished here were unsafe for our realm… But I couldn’t imagine Dominik doing anything that could be deemed unsafe. It was just a strange feeling. Besides the feeling of doom that I got around him, and well, all of them really, I couldn’t imagine them being so bad to deserve this punishment. It seemed crazy. “I’m sorry you have been here that long, that is insane. What kind of creature are you anyways?” I asked. I probably shouldn’t have, but I was curious. Being Human I didn’t really know much about the supernatural. He stepped back from me for a moment. “I am an angel.” He said, and suddenly a very large pair of black wings sprouted from his back. They were g

After all, he had been my obsession for three lifetimes—and I'd been willing to die for him, again and again. But all my unwavering love had brought me nothing but his betrayal and cruelty. And when our eyes met once more—his filled with disgust—I felt an unexpected calm. No one could have guessed what I would do next. I glanced at the wooden panels laid out on the table, each etched with a name. Without hesitation, I picked up the one that bore the name of Lance's rival. "I choose Jace Elden." The room fell into chaos. Even my father looked at me in disbelief.

Voice so familiar drawl. My eyes pry open, slowly. The harsh light is gone; the curtains are drawn, leaving the room dim. And then standing before me is Xaden. He’s wearing nothing but low-hanging pants, his bare chest on display, muscles flexing with every subtle movement. For a split second, my mind betrays me... He almost looks like Damon. I grit my jaw so hard I can hear a sound. “What do you want, Xaden?” I spit, my voice edged with venom.

He would fly ahead of her and that way he wouldn’t look at her. Xander dropped Adalia’s arm and took a couple of steps behind until his back was up against the old stone walls. With the little space he had he ran as fast as he could to gain momentum. He leapt over Adalia’s head and into the night sky. Xander let himself drop a few feet before his wings sprang out. He listened to the gentle flap, feeling the wind that he was creating around him. After a couple of loops he came back to the balcony where Adalia stood watching him.

VERALIN Drelia smiled, nervous. “Of course! We’ve prepared the east wing for you. I had it decorated myself. Lavender sheets, your favorite—” “I don’t like lavender,” Xaden cut in. “I like interest rates.” Silence again as drelia's mouth opened, then closed. She sparked - mauve wolf glowing under her skin but Xaden didn’t even blink at her. Cade leaned forward, observing. Those eyes that once looked at me like home now studied Xaden like a chess piece. “Speak plainly, alpha”

was returned to the characters. Xander’s bronze heart flared back to life, twice as bright as before, the charcoal lines deepening into permanent, beautiful scars. "The Fourth Vault isn't a place, Editor," Xander said, standing up and pulling me to his side. "It’s the Unwritten Margin. It’s the space where we go when we refuse to be finished." The Path to the New Wild The Editor didn't disappear. He transformed. His parchment skin folded in on itself until he was nothing more than a small, leather-bound book lying on the paper path.

“Sensor alarms …” In the basement I heard shuffling and dripping water. The first few cells housed Gideon’s wolves, all in different stages of healing. I broke the locks on those doors and one man opened his eyes groggily. “Get your brothers up. I’m Wynter Grey and I’m getting you out of here.” “He has many warriors.” The man stood up and I gripped his shoulder trying to give him some semblance of hope. “How many?” “Two hundred at least.”

"Kole, you and I both know we wouldn't miss this opportunity to take out Kaden. At first, we were content with knowing Kaden wasn't able to find the gifted one, but now he has; we can't just let him break free from his curse." Of course, they wouldn't just sit idly by and let Kaden successfully break his curse; even if it meant they would charge to their deaths, they were willing to take the risk. But I was willing to do whatever it took to keep my brother safe. Yes, I know Kaden has made a lot of terrible mistakes, but he was still my blood, and that came first above anything else. I smiled a cold, calculated smile. "Well, it is your funeral." With a burst of speed, Xanthros charged, summon

The floating cloud outdoor was a faint shade of ocean blue with the sun smiling so brightly from its highest point in the sky which had caused her to shield her eyes slightly, still heading towards the packing lot where his car was parked. Aria felt weird walking directly under the sun again which was a common reaction after she had to stay bed ridden for so long and away from the sun as well. It has been exactly four months and fourteen days since she was admitted and she was walking perfectly on her own without the aid of a nurse or wheelchair. Even when the doctor had suggested it, she turned it down and her husband couldn't be more proud of her decision.