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"But you will never get those goods back. They're gone. Hidden where you will never find them." I stared at him for a long moment. Then I turned to Boaz. "Bring the last one," I said coldly. Immediately I said this, I could see Clifford struggling on what to do, unsure whether to protest or to remain calm. He stared at the man who was being dragged by boaz, then he stared at me, his lips trembling and then he couldn't help himself as his lips parted. "No, wait—" Clifford started, but it was too late. Boaz grabbed the last man and dragged him forward. The man was crying so hard he could barely breathe.

I had known this for a long time. My eyelids felt so heavy. I was ready to go. I was so tired. Selena was crying loudly, but I couldn't comfort her anymore. On April 20th, I closed my eyes for the last time and slipped away.

Beyond it, my insides could be seen through the glass. "Fucking sissy. I would impregnate you so fast this morning but I can't. I have a fucking last minute meeting some bitch has demanded I have. Get under the desk and keep my dick in your mouth for the whole thing. If you make a sound, I will make sure you're beaten so hard that you can't see." I stood back straight, shaking. "Well fucking get on with it then, they'll be here soon." The man said in an angry tone.

But it was too late, the small needle hit our neck, and in an instant everything turned dark. My eyelids were heavy, and I struggled to open them. Lifted my hand to feel heavy chains burning my wrists. Emily was still out, Liam’s eyes glowing, angry at the humans. Let us go, and I will not kill you… The man was massive. I almost thought he was a wolf until the scent hit my nostrils, and Minx gagged. Human, you’ll die horribly, we will get out of the chains… Sorry, I need the food. I’ve just bartered you to the king. He wants wolves; we hunt them.

Morrigan's voice trembled. “It’s old enough that meaning no longer plays a role for him.” The librarian raised something. A hand. Or something similar. A huge figure of characters and shadows. Letters fell down from her like black rain. Phrases. Words. Names. Forgotten names. The sky over Nerevin darkened. Then the librarian spoke. Not loud. And yet it heard the whole city. A voice of a thousand voices. From millions. ‘THE LAST PAGE’. Mara felt the sound in her bones.

The chaos inside my skull didn’t disappear, but it organized itself. The heartbeats separated. Human. Animal. Sick. Afraid. Dying. I could hear a man coughing blood somewhere far above us. A child sleeping nearby. Rats beneath the pavement. Cassian’s gaze sharpened slightly. He wasn’t relieved. He was studying me. Like a man watching a building decide whether or not to collapse. “Good,” he said quietly. “I hate you.” “That will survive.” He dragged Elias’s body deeper into shadow before dawn began bleeding slowly into the horizon.

Chris noticed the shocked expressions coming from Francis. “What are you reading there that’s so interesting?” Chris asked. “Here, see for yourself. Look at the project overview, then look at the last page,” said Francis, handing Chris the file behind his back. Chris looked at the cover of the file. [Project Humanity’s Last Resort]. As instructed, he flipped to the last page of records.

So sorry if you read it but it's not among this book; just forget about it. thank you for reading, the last chapter was 36 so you can stop there.

“ Sir they went to the hillside “ that man report to that young man, That young clenched his fist and took a deep breath, he was a calm minded person, that’s why nobody could ever find that a man like him could be so dangerous, That’s why it says don’t judge a book by its cover because no matter how much it looks outside you can’t know about the whole book without what is inside. He was one like a book, even his family didn't know his real face. “ okay let him enjoy his time with him, because after this is his last desire, after that he won’t have that chance “ that young man looked at that person. “ Okay that’s all for now, stay silent for a few days, soon we will go down to the field, I ga

However, the man who had once lit up my entire world was also the same man whose name had spent years sitting in my blocked contacts, causing me endless pain. "Say yes! Say yes!" The crowd gradually joined in. Maybe if I were still young and naive, I would have let their voices pressure me. Maybe I would have compromised again on impulse. Well, I stood before him now as Cameron Webster, a woman he'd left scarred beyond repair. "Cutting my losses now is already overdue. How desperate would I have to be to jump back into the same fire?" The crowd immediately fell silent, and the hopeful expression on Ryland's face froze.