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When I died, there was a woman reeking of talcum powder straddling me. She was my third client that night—and my last. She told me her favorite sound was the crisp snap of breaking bones—more beautiful than any music. My right hand had just been twisted at a grotesque angle, accompanied by her satisfied sigh, until it broke clean through. The pain hit like a white-hot brand, searing through my nerves—then receded just as fast, like a tide pulling back. All that was left was a numb, bone-deep cold. I could feel it clearly—life draining out of my ravaged body.

“No, lately they’ve been following my commands. Honestly, I don’t think it has to do with my power as the Vampire Queen anymore. I think it’s the witch side of my family that’s allowing me to do this, but with the way those witches were talking, it sounds like there’s a lot more I can do than just control the shadows. Which is exactly why I brought this.” I gestured to the book in front of me, with it’s leather-bound cover etched in solid gold that arced and swirled in a delicate looking pattern. The spine of the book had the same design and was free of any words that might allude to what’s inside. Asher’s hand found my own as I cracked open the cover, an everlasting source of comfort I knew

“Magister, why do we let garbage through the gates? Let me throw her to the stone giant and save us the paperwork.” I ignored him, but my left hand squeezed into a tight fist. My nails pressed hard into an old, ugly scar that hid my forbidden blood seal. It kept my real, dangerous ash-magic buried deep inside me. In this empire, that kind of magic meant death. It was the same power the lost Ash King used when he nearly burned the whole world a hundred years ago. “Put your hand on the stone,” Vane ordered. I stepped forward. My boots hit the hard ground, and I felt cold eyes burning into the back of my neck.

They trusted me, and that was why they initially chose Allison's company. She thought that Aaron was her savior, that he would take her to the next level. Instead, he ended up dragging her into an abyss. After that, Allison came to see me several more times. She stood downstairs in front of my apartment, silently staring at my windows. Nonetheless, I never went downstairs or remove her number from my blacklist. It was over, and I wasn’t going back. I didn’t want to face the bloody memories of the past. Soon enough, Allison’s company declared bankruptcy due to a cash flow breakdown. She never understood how to win people over. Combined with her previous indifference to Aaron’s meddling in the

However, Claire suddenly widened her eyes and pointed at the woman assaulting me on screen, shouting, "Honey, I know who that person is now! It's not me!" She looked at me with loving eyes and said, "Honey, there's actually something I've never told you. Ever since my legs were paralyzed, my mental health has been unstable. I often dream that I can stand up, only to wake up and realize I'm still disabled. Later, I became so disoriented that I couldn't tell reality from dreams anymore." She continued, "I've seen a doctor about it, and she can testify for me! I must have been in a dissociative state, so I manifested a second personality. She's the one who hurt you, not me!"

My hands won't stop trembling. Lena looked up from the brittle pages spread across the rickety wooden table. Her fingers moved with careful precision, treating each text like it might dissolve at her touch. "These records suggest that's normal. The Phoenix Essence wants to be remembered." The chamber itself was barely larger than a storage closet, buried deep beneath the main library halls where we'd been hiding for the past three days. The air tasted stale and ancient, mixed with the faint metallic tang that seemed to emanate from the scattered artifacts pulsing with strange energy. Brass figurines, crystal shards, and what looked like petrified feathers glowed with a dull, intermittent lig

With each turn, each stop, she reveled in the sense of control she now held. The boutiques beckoned, their colorful displays a feast for the eyes. Abigail's heart raced as she entered the first shop, surrounded by racks of dresses in varying styles and hues. Her fingers grazed the fabrics, her eyes lighting up with wonder. Whizz's discerning eye offered guidance, his suggestions met with Abigail's eager nods. As the trio browsed through the selections, Liya's presence was a reassuring anchor. Her quiet strength and confidence set the tone for the day, a reminder that they were charting their own course.

Her mind, her rule Ashley shook her head as she notice that she was being crazy answering her own questions. " Ah, I think I'm really going crazy" she said as she continue shaking her head and walk towards the restaurant to return to her teammates. " Ah, I'm starving... Hey! Make some for me! Don't eat all of the shrim Sean!" Ashley shouts as soon as she went back the restaurant. End of chapter 70

At the end of the amicable speech, the object of star focus fell off my grip, and with a loud thud, it hit the ground. I swear I held it firmly. It remained unbroken. It fell head-first to the ground, I picked it up and got more frightened when a huge amount of ash poured out Oh my goodness. Fear hit me as I watched unblinking as that ash transformed into a naked young man with fiery eyes. runes similar to the one on the object he was in were on his body. I had lost control of my body. My heart raced, and black ink covered my vision as I stood pinned to that spot.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ I hummed to myself as I checked my reflection in the mirror, before washing my hands and walking out of the restroom. I skipped along the hallways, as I kept humming. I grinned. Yes, I was in a peculiarly good mood today. Dad had promised to buy the book I was always bugging him about. It was a book by my favourite writer, Kelly Brown. Her female characters were always beautiful, perfect figures and extremely wealthy while fulfilling their dreams. It had been out for several months and I never liked to miss any of her new release. But things had been tough at home for a while. Dad lost his job and it took a while to find something else.