The Mimic: Jealousy Chapter 1 Novels & Stories

“She’ll unravel.” Maximus’s hand caught mine. “Then you’ll stop them.” I looked at him. And this time, I was the one afraid. “Not if stopping them unravels me too.” When I found the mimic again that night, she was staring at the sky. “They’ll pick one of us,” she said. “But it’ll never be both.” I nodded. Then sat beside her. “I’m tired of choosing.” “You don’t get to be tired.” “Neither do you.”

Her tone was taunting, dripping with venom. Aliana’s face tightened, her lips pressing together as she remained silent. She avoided Mirabel’s gaze, but the tension in her body was evident. "Oh,So you all thought that was the end of my story, didn’t you?" Mirabel’s voice rose, a mocking lilt in every syllable. Her eyes danced from one person to the next, savoring their discomfort. She was relishing the moment, letting them feel the weight of their underestimation. John, having heard her voice from upstairs, slowly descended the grand staircase. His footsteps were measured, almost hesitant, as though he wasn't entirely sure of the confrontation he was walking into.

When he was pretty sure that he's high enough to pound me,he winked for me to follow behind him. I craned my neck to the other side to check on my prey. Cardi was doing her job well. She was giving him a lap dance, her cunt were wriggling hard on his cock. I feel jealousy churning in my heart. "I'm talking to you." His voice drawn me out of my imaginary world. My gaze were still on my prey when the old man was talking, I ensured he looked at me before I placed my hand on the grumpy old man chest. My prey fell back on the couch, spreading wide his thighs and I could see his hard erected dick standing up. The sight of his cock makes a stream of slick to spill from inside my soft warm entrance.

my heart thumps painfully inside my chest as the shrill cry of unbearable agony continues to flood the space. The black liquid starts forming human-like hands and heads with white tears flowing sluggishly from their empty eye sockets. I desperately tried running away from them when they start moving sluggishly toward me. "Your highness... why did you forsake us like this?" I screamed in shock as a black liquid hand grabs my shoulder from behind. Just what is happening?? What are all these things?? *Bathump! Bathump!* I can feel my heart pounding loudly inside my ribcage as more hands formed practically surrounding me.

Our pack was forcibly dissolved for provoking a war. The Werewolf Council issued a new decree. All young wolves who hadn't participated in the war were required to undergo a heart blood extraction within one month to complete an aggression gene screening. Those who passed could join a new pack. Those who didn't would be expelled and cast out as rogues. Sophia, a white wolf, suddenly claimed that her father was the chairman of the Werewolf Council. She said she could get her father to exempt everyone from the screening and grant them unconditional entry into the Blackstone Pack. Our friends believed her and simply waited for her to lead them into the new pack. I urged everyone to complete the

“Sure. Why not?” Mim looks disappointed but then does a full body shake, starting with her head and her outstretched arms until she’s running in place for a few steps, like she’s literally trying to shake something off of her body. I hide my mouth with my free hand, still grasping my orange with the other hand. “All right. Your turn,” she says.

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I steadied myself, palms flat on the cold, concrete floor. "I didn't hear you," Mimi mocked, her voice dripping with malice. "We didn't hear you. You are what?" A wave of nausea washed over me, but I managed to mutter, "I'm sorry." Mimi's response was swift and brutal. She ground her heel into my fingers, crushing them beneath her weight. I winced, pain shooting through my hand. "Good," she hissed, releasing her grip. "Know your place, you slut." With that, she turned and walked away, leaving me seething.

A mirage. She closed her eyes, her mind flashing to Ethan and Raven’s kiss in the prison visitation room. The betrayal. The mockery. Her jaw clenched. They would burn. All of them. And if Leon Valenci thought she was done playing dangerous games, he hadn’t seen anything yet. --- End of Chapter 6