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And the hand-drawn pictures showed magnificent animals, sometimes poised on a rock in the moonlight, other times racing through woods. The first chapters of the book were devoted to the history of shifters and the explanation of the Slavic term for them, vlkodlak. Now why did that suddenly sound familiar to her? Of course! Her neighbor, Mike Volka. He'd said his ancestry was Slavic. Was that the reason for his interest in werewolves? She needed to get the book out again and get back into it. She replaced what she called her library clothes with sweats and a long-sleeved tee shirt, leaving off her bra, a treat she gave herself in the privacy of her own home. Then she fed Mischief, fixed herse

So I lifted the gravitational pressure pulling them down, expecting them to run to me, but they fell even more on their knees. Nevertheless, I waited with my hands on my back. “Stand straight, trolls. Aren’t you supposed to be the soldiers of the Earth?” A saccharine smile spread on my face. This was fun. I liked power, after all. Power could catch anyone’s attention. Power could exact vengeance. But power…is a scary thing to possess. Power can corrupt its holder. The trolls did eventually run to me to attack. It was a funny sight to behold. Blood was oozing out of every crevice, every hole in their body, yet they remained willful and persistent. It only widened my grin.

The day our family went on vacation to an island resort, my younger sister, Alana Fisher, climbed over a safety railing to get the perfect photo. She lost her footing and, in her panic, dragged me into the ocean with her. The rescue crew was about to pull me out first since I was closer when Mom suddenly took a yellowed paper coupon from her wallet and tossed it toward me. "Corinne, let Alana get on the rescue boat first! This is the last thing your father and I will ever ask you to grant!" When I was seven, I couldn't afford birthday presents for my parents, so I drew a hundred wish coupons by hand. Each one read: [Redeem this coupon for one wish. Corinne has to say yes, no matter what.

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Before the doctor’s agonizing shriek could escape his throat, a bodyguard clamped a hand over his mouth. Elijah then turned to Chloe. “And as for you, didn’t you love faking your illness? Starting today, we will draw four hundred milliliters of your blood every day, until every drop of that filthy blood inside your body is drained dry.” Chloe struggled frantically. “No! You can’t do this to me! Are you two insane?” Tyler let out a dark laugh. “Yeah, we’ve gone insane ever since we learned the truth.” He leaned down and slapped Chloe’s cheek.

Everyone held torches lit in fire, roared furiously in their wolves’ voices, and barged into the village, connecting to the forest. The forest bowed, went ablaze, the fire went red. Its flaming spread, the trees lit like torches streaked with light. An enormous black smoke filling up the air. Burnt corpses scattered all over the place. Some of its eyeballs, legs, pieces of each part of the body, organs, hearts, blood littered around the fire, around me, smelled like roasted meat mixed with the stench of death as it passed my nostrils. I morphed my hand into claws and wiped off one of their necks.

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The sparse tufts of sickly grey grass made the whole land look even gloomier. Yet, as in all things in life, nature found perfect tenants. Trolls. They were huge creatures with thick grey skin that you could easily mistake for a stone and with big shiny diamond shaped eyes. They looked scary, and yet there was some inexplicable beauty in them. But the trolls were not the only inhabitants of Canestor. Deep underground there were whole cities decorated with gold and jewels, cities of the dwarves.