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He told her. She tried to open the book, but the book would let her. Suddenly the book fell from her hands and crawled to the opposite side of the room and flipped open. This is where Sally learned that a sacrifice needed to be made. “Of course, it does.” She said. “What is it?” Johnathan asked her. “What is the book saying?” “Something about a sacrifice.” She answered still not realizing she was the sacrifice. She looked up where the book had stopped and saw more of the hidden scroll.

The leader nodded, and two of his followers dragged Fred into the room, his eyes flashing with pain. "No!" Tess screamed, her voice echoing off the walls. The leader smiled, his eyes glining with triumph. "You're going to watch as we sacrifice your friend to the darkness," he said, his voice cold. Tess felt a surge of rage, of hatred. She would not let them do this. She struggled against her bonds, her muscles straining with effort. But it was no use, she was trapped. The leader nodded, and his followers began to chant, their voices low and menacing. The air in the room began to thicken, the shadows twisting and writhing like living things.

I felt like a bolt of lightning strike me when I heard the Words, “Now, open your eyes and make the sacrifice.” My heart thudded against my ribs wildly. I had forgotten about the sacrifice part. “Take my life as a sacrifice…” Alex’s confident voice caused my eyes to snap open. “No, that is not possible. First, you are a golden shifter. Second, you are the one performing the ritual. Offer me something else or be ready to face the consequences.” The voice warned. I would have offered my life but again I was a party to the ritual as well. I didn’t think it would be accepted.

"The registration office... Officer Miller sent me! Someone finally did it!" The Don frowned, his hand resting on Carl’s shoulder. "What are you talking about?" "The sacrifice!" the servant cried, his voice cracking with a mix of terror and relief. "Someone officially signed their life away to the Abyss! The ritual is on! We’re saved!" John stood in the dirt, the secret burning like acid in his throat, watching his family celebrate his death without even knowing his name was on the paper.

How convenient. I turned to face the bewildered crowd and smiled. "Think about it, everyone. Today, he sacrificed me for Vivian. Tomorrow, it could be any of you. If he really wanted to help her, he should've put himself on the line instead of forcing someone else to take the fall." Under everyone's increasingly suspicious gazes, Lionel's face instantly flushed red. His eyes were bloodshot as he opened his mouth, still wanting to argue. But honestly, wasn't this all just about Vivian's so-called tragic family situation?

He wasn’t in control. He was afraid. That realisation landed like a spark in dry grass. I turned back to Tessa. “I’m sorry,” I whispered. Her breath hitched. Not in fear. In relief. I stepped past her. The bond screamed. Pain tore through my chest, sharp and punishing. I gasped, dropping to one knee—but I didn’t stop moving. I rose. And faced Bishop. “You misunderstand something,” I said, voice shaking but steady. “Sacrifice isn’t about giving you what you want.”

When I saw what it was, I gasped. It was Chloe's body. Her eyes were wide with terror. There was a gaping hole in her chest where her heart had been ripped out. "You're insane!" I cried. "You killed her!" "She was a willing sacrifice!" Julian cackled, a sound like shattering glass. "She gave her soul for our love!" "I used the forbidden rite! I sacrificed her life and her soul for the power to break my chains!" "No one can stop me now!" He lurched toward the altar, leaving bloody footprints with every step.

“I see. The portion has become a thorn in your flesh.” I stiffened. “You know about it?” She smiled brilliantly. “There are no secrets from the gods.” Kaelan’s expression looked as stoic as ever. “Can it be undone?” The priestess studied him for a long moment. Then, slowly, she nodded. “It can.” My heart leaped. “How?” She turned her gaze to me. “Through sacrifice.” Kaelan's body became stiff as he asked. “What kind of sacrifice?” The priestess didn’t respond to Kaelan's question immediately. Instead, she came a bit closer to us and placed a frail hand over Kaelan’s chest.

“I only ever wanted him to be happy, but since I came into his life, everything has changed. His building burned, his stock fell, his family despises him, and now even his position has been stripped by his own cousin.” She looked down at her belly again. “My babies, you need to know sometimes love isn’t enough. Sometimes love has to let go so the person we love can stand tall again.” The words came out slowly, but they weighed heavy on her chest. Each letter felt like a fresh cut. Yet in her eyes, there was a new resolve not because she was giving up, but because she believed sacrifice was the only thing she could do to protect Xavier from herself. She reached for the small notebook on the t

My adopted sister, Bianca, screwed up. Big time. It was at a charity dinner. Hosted by the Vitiellos. The most powerful Mafia Family on the East Coast. She spilled hot coffee on the Vitiello boss's sister. Right into her eyes. Almost blinded her. Massimo went ballistic. He’s the cold-blooded Don who runs the whole damn coast. He wanted a hostage from our family, the Costas. Within five days. Or it was war. My mother grabbed my hands. Her eyes were red and filled with pain. “Bianca didn’t mean it. She’s terrified. She’s hiding in her room, shaking so hard she can’t breathe. Valeria, you're tough. You can survive this. Just go to Massimo for a few days. I swear I'll get you back.” My twin brot