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The other young werewolves cheered as the echoes went through the trees. "Go, Sophia! Show them your stuff!" yelled Ash, one of her closest friends and also part of the pack, tall and powerful, his dark brown hair glinting in the moonlight. "Look out! Here I come!" she giggled, tripping him into a gentle tumble, landing lightly on her feet. "Good one!" Ash clapped, grinning from ear to ear. Just then, her best friend, Daniel, joined the training circle. He had sandy blonde hair and bright blue eyes that sparked mischievously. "See that? I can do it better, I bet!" he teased jollily.

, Rex said snidely, what was his problem with me now. "Shut it up Rex, you're just jealous that Nox and Vixen did better than you and Yuri.", Mariana replied back at him, crossing her hands on her chest. "At least we're not using some illegal thing unlike these idiots.", Yuri shouted back at us and I told Mariana to just shake it off and tell her and everyone to celebrate all of our test today in Crystal Zilch which is a popular bar in our region. They cheered at me and with that we left our school stationary building, I went into my new Tron Bike XR2 which is the super speed motorcycle. Grabbing the glasses thing and wear it, it detects my iris and automatically extended to be a helmet. I t

⚔️ VENGEANCE ⚔️ (Death is the price!! ☠️ KAI of the Keepers) - Written by Authoress Marygold_slessor - 📌Do No Copy/plagiarise📌 Chapter Nineteen (19)

Alexander’s chuckled, his voice seem to vibrate as he got out of the flames. Getting a grasp of things throughout their short fight, he was able to divulge the difference between the three. Giro was the name of the one without sleeves, whose strength was formidable. Cicero was the one whose body was fully covered, boasting a remarkable speed. And Metikulo was the only one wearing a robe with a large open sleeve, seemingly quite adept in magic. Hearing their voice he was sure that they were just young boys.

In fact, most of the Shinto shrines equipped with guardians have been original! And from tigers to horses to wild boars, you can find plenty of unusual statues at the torii entrance. Like Tokyo's Hie-jinja Shrine (Nagatachō), for example, which chose an unusual animal as its guardian: the monkey! In total there are seven races and we are about to finish the fifth race. Admitted the sevenfold nature of man, each of its principals is related to a plane, a planet and a race. Human races are born from one another, they grow, develop, age and die. The subraces follow the same rule. Each Mother-Race, with its corresponding sub-races and innumerable subdivisions into families and tribes, is entire

Emotions that were burning and almost burning my insides right now. But I should be able to try to hold myself back, until the right time to take revenge on all of them. The Silver Moon Pack, Harrison Hux, and Felicity Rey. Three names that I will always remember in my mind and heart now. There will be no mercy for them. There will be no forgiveness for them. There will only be revenge. The right revenge for all of them here.

"You are so weak and pathetic. Why didn't you die with your miserable mother and make everyone happy." The words hurt Roydo. The servants standing round looked at him with pity, and Tok with hate. "Don't talk about my mother that way." Roydo said, trying to keep the pain out of his voice. "Or what? What will you do fresh skin?" Tok taunted. "Fight me?" He picked up the sword Almon had been using and threw it at Roydo. "Go on, pick it up. I've waiting years to give you a good beating. Maybe the bruises will put some color into your ugly body."

“Jake, do me a favour. Come back here when you get a break.” There he went again, scratching at his scalp this time. If he were a domestic mutt I’d recommend a white cone collar. “What’s in it for me?” Typical. I’d rarely met a male who didn’t think that way. Except maybe Noah. And Jarvis: once. I rolled my eyes. “My eternal gratitude.” “And?” “You drive a hard bargain. Tickets to a game of your choice?” He grinned. “Done.” I had been. Because I could have mentioned the potential promotion, if only to sound him out. That would have saved me a fortune. Jake had always been a gadget freak and to be hands-on with replicants, well, what can I say?

“It’s me who needs the help, Mr. Norris. I heard your garage holds the finest fleet in the South. I need a machine to run the Devil’s Spine tonight. I’ll return it without a scratch.” Tracy added, “It’s my family on the line. The debt should be mine.” Taylor chuckled, leaning back. “It’s just a bike. Don't make it a tragedy. If I can have the Afolayan King, the Whitmore heir, and the future Kennedy Luna all in my pocket for the price of a silver frame, I’d be a fool to say no.” He led us to an underground bunker that made the previous shops look like scrap yards. Rows of high-performance motorcycles and armored sports cars sat under precision lighting.

I exhaled deeply, matted my lips and slowly turned to look at him. “Do you think anybody would recognize me in this?!” He shook his head lightly and let go of the steering, “I don’t think so,” he replied, I nodded firmly with a deep exhaled, closed the overhead mirror back and returned it to its initial position, then I turned to look at him again with a deep exhale. “Are you nervous?” He asked, I dimmed my brows at him and shook my head slowly. “Ofcourse not, I could do this with my eyes closed” I said to him, he chuckled lightly as he reached for the back seat and handed me my hand bag.