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“I’ll give you 50,000 dollars a month to be my boyfriend’s substitute. Deal?” A familiar voice asked. It was the young heiress from Belvoria’s elite circle, Bella White. She was standing in front of me with slightly reddened eyes, and I realized I had returned to the past. I instinctively touched my head. My thick hair felt prickly against my hands. My head was not smooth and shaven for chemotherapy. I felt no pain from a brain tumor, nor were there endless medications to take. It was as if the sufferings of my past life had all been a dream.

I wanted to take it as nothing, but then I saw that particular purple hair I saw at Times Square sometime ago. The one that's been rimming the edges of my mind. My bloody curdles. Unknowingly, I start walking backward. Nerves alert. I sense something is wrong. Does Michael feel it? Just as I turn to speak to him, I hear it—a nerve-rattling, ear-splitting explosion coming from the mansion. And when I look, I see fire as the mansion starts crumbling to the ground. That's when it hit me— we’ve been attacked. Tbc.

My knees give out. The last thing I see before everything fades is the reflection of that message, glowing faintly in the mirror— and the knife sliding off the table, hitting the floor with a soft, chilling clink. Then, darkness. ⚠️ Warning: Like I mentioned before, this book is not for the faint of heart. It's Hunted, deeply disturbing content, including stalking, cold-blooded murder, obsession, intense erotic contents and the eerie symbolism of red roses and photographs left at every crime scene. Reader discretion is strongly advised. Proceed only if you're ready for a dark, twisted ride.

The window frame cut into my ribs. My hands slipped against the wet wall outside. He pulled harder. My fingers struggled for grip. My vision blurred. My breath cracked. And then— His grip tightened. A thunderstorm rolled overhead. Lightning flashed white. And in that flash— I saw something behind him in the stairwell. A shadow. Tall. Still. Watching. Before I could understand what I was seeing— Zane’s grip slipped. And I fell— straight into the darkness outside.

Seraphina’s POV The flames were dying. Ash curled upward in the suffocating dark of the library, thin spirals of smoke clinging to the vaulted ceiling like desperate prayers that refused to rise. The last of the glowing pages fell into cinders on the stone floor, and the light it had given us—the fragile, blessed shield—dissolved into nothing. Beyond that circle of dying fire, the monsters closed in, shadows weaving between bookshelves, claws dragging over wood and stone, eyes like fragments of the abyss.

Sandra scribbled poetry furiously, capturing the struggle of obeying expectations and finding freedom. Mathapelo whispered prayers, her body betraying her. Gail chronicled each event in her journal, trying to hold the family’s collapsing world together. Abby sipped whiskey alone, unaware of the secret lives growing around him. Mom hummed old songs, weighed down by depression. Midnight Reflections and Foreshadowing Outside, the wind rattled windows. Inside, shadows deepened. Secrets multiplied: Sandra’s rebellion was growing, and Abby’s discovery was inevitable. Tshepo’s debt loomed, threatening violence.

Lisa ran to hold Mateo’s hand but the doctor pulled her away. “Ma’am, please. You can't just hold him like that. When I said he was fine, I meant that he was out of danger, but he is still unconscious and should be up in a few hours I guess.” ‘What the fuck does he mean he guesses?’ “You guess?! Come on doctor please work with me right now.. Can you please walk me through what is wrong with him or what happened?” Michael demanded and the doctor brought out his file book. “Well, your friend here probably faced or saw a part of his life that he has been avoiding, more like something that sent him straight into a state of shock.. You know?”

For an endless, breathless moment, the room was consumed in a blinding light that stung my eyes and made me grind my teeth. But then, just when I began to fear I had made some catastrophic mistake, the illumination slowly ebbed away. Both the book and the moonstone stopped glowing; for now, at least. Dazed, I blinked away the spots dancing across my vision, refocusing my eyes on the yellowed pages in front of me. They looked the same. Utterly the same. “What the…” I whispered to myself as I flipped through the pages. “What the hell was that?” “Nina? Everything okay?”

A sharp pain made shot through her head, nearly knocking her out on the spot. The last thing Haven saw was Tristan shifting into his big wolf as two other wolves pounced on him. Her eyes opened and closed as she laid there, feeling her consciousness drifting in and out. The pain in her head was so severe tearing across her body which couldn't bear it any longer. She couldn't keep her heavy eyelids open any longer as darkness finally enveloped her. Hi My lovely Readers, I've three more books on Goodnovel, Alpha's Sexy Seduction Rejecting Alpha Lucious(Sequel of Alpha Lucious)

Winking at Trish, Emma asked as she opened the menu card. Connie’s expression changed, she had a lot of interesting things to share with them, things that if they find out they will become terrified but it was neither the time nor the place. Until the dust with Nick settles and it is proven that she was not the lady in the pictures she was going to keep quiet about everything. Days have passed and she has not heard anything from Nick and it was this silence that was both disturbing and worrisome to her. Nick was a stubborn person who was not just going to give up and let her go just like that. She feared that maybe the dream she had was a mirror to what was going to happen to her. Even thoug