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it kept on yelling at Abednego. "The game is now, to bring him down, the time is ripe for Igodo forest, yes, for the entire evil forest to drink his blood," the things thundered as it crunched down on the head of Matendechere and chewed, laughed and cried as it devoured her flesh from slit area. Licking the blood that was dropping from the head. Abednego's mind, body, soul weren't prepared for this moment. The thing pulled bowels out from the lifeless body of Matendechere. Abednego's world… shattered and crumbled right before his very eyes.

Finally, she produced a thick, leather-bound book that looked ancient, its cover worn and cracked. “Kendall,” Tanya said, her voice shaking. “What… what is all this?” Kendall didn’t answer. She arranged the candles in a circle on the hardwood floor, spacing them evenly. Then she opened the pouches, pouring what looked like salt, herbs, and something dark and grainy—ash, maybe—into the wooden bowl. The air in the room shifted. It felt like the temperature had dropped ten degrees. “Kendall,” I said carefully, trying to keep my voice steady. “What are you doing? What is all this for?”

He knew the kind of monster his Lord was. Even in the darkened room, he could still see what was happening before him, since he was a night creature. The red thread and the coffin began fading into nothingness, revealing the two people floating in the air while still embraced together. What could be heard in the darkness was the humming and cracking of bones, as though a body was remolding. The sound was eerily creepy and nerve-wracking, but not for someone like Butler Thomas — to him, the sound was like music to his ears.

Clearing his throat, Vos opened the envelope, took out a white sheet of paper, and unfolded it to read what he already sensed. "In the parking lot of Troy's gym at 22 hours," the missive read; Leonel read it to himself. He clenched his jaw and handed the paper back to Frank. "Let me see it," Raymond asked. Frank looked at his boss, who nodded, then St. John read as well, rising suddenly from his chair. "Shit," Ray whispered, "What the fuck is going on?" Mark asked.

LILA Every bump in the dirt road sent jolts of pleasure-pain through my ass. The small plug Elias had left inside me refused to let me forget it was there. I gripped the seat, biting my lip hard to hold back the moans that kept trying to escape. My stepbrother drove like a man possessed, eyes flicking between the road and me. The serum was spreading deeper, turning every little movement into filthy electricity. We finally reached a hidden cabin deep in the woods. The second the doors locked, Elias set up his laptop to monitor the syndicate.

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~Serena~ “You need to save Oscar!” Todd screamed. “He’s burning alive!” “You want to burn with him?” I grumbled, dropping a daggered glare at him. His knees wobbled as he met my gaze, staggering as he shook his head vigorously. “Then let’s go!” I yanked Todd out of the basement. For someone who sold drugs to teenagers and kidnapped girls from airports, he cared too much about Oscar. I guess even a guy like Todd had a heart.