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I replied. I heard the front door open and I didn't pay much attention, until I looked up and saw Troy and Braxton staring at us. "Everything alright? You two look pissed." I said. "We needed to talk to Ambrosia but I see that she is busy." Braxton replied. "They are helping her get her memories back, what is going on?" I asked. "Wait what? What memories?" Troy asked. "We were talking about Xander and her childhood and we figured out that her memories have been messed with." I replied. "Well Xander has been tearing his way through towns and cities around us like he is looking for something and we were close to catching him." Troy said. "We got there a little too late but we did find a notepa

"Focus on her. Her face, her body, her voice. You must feel her. Then push the pain back to her." In New York, Mr. X has gone from kissing her lips to kissing her neck and chest as he undresses her. Ada helps Mr. X out of his. "Shower," Mr. X orders before ripping her pants off. He picks her up and carries her to the bathroom. She admires his muscular body. He has no hair past his neck. He does have tattoos. A phoenix on his chest, the red and orange wings stretch down his arms. The head of the bird his resting on his chest below his collarbone. Ada runs her fingers down the green and purple body to his boxers. Mr. X smiles at her curiosity,

The moon is so still and calm above. I step off of my brother, seeing him hesitate to react, to want to snap my head off, and instead he shifts as well, standing to face me as we try to catch our labored breathes, our drained bodies ready to collapse. He looks rough, pale and sporting a new, unhealed scar. I know it is of my mates doing. I can just see it radiate in the pool of his hatred that he took a mark from her resilience. And she is damn resilient. “You surrender?” Xander cackles, his voice not of his own. He sounds so depleted, so lost in his own self obsessions that it’s pointless to find the reasonable side of him. I can see now he is far too gone to be reasoned with.

he read aloud from the iPad The heck! I thought, where did he get all this informations from? I asked myself " Where did you get all that?" I asked with wide eyes " Like I said earlier, I'm everywhere, I'm god" he bragged. " And what if I refuse the offer?" " Your friends dies" he said " If you as much touch a little hair from their heads, I'm gonn' kill you myself" I said angrily " You can try" he said mockingly .

“Since fate has thrown us together again, I’d rather we not waste time with middlemen. Come to Blackwater. One night. No chains. No tricks. Just… truth, and maybe, we'd finally agree to a negotiation. You know the way, and I’ll be waiting. X” I swallowed hard. My hands trembled, though I wasn’t sure if it was fear, or something else entirely. “Let me guess,” Xander said, voice tight and filled with hate. “His twisted attempt at a love letter?” For the next couple of seconds, I didn't say anything. What could I say? There was no way in the world I could agree to Xander's claims. Right now, I wasn't even sure if he'd heard me, or he was just fuming based on the content of his own letter.

“You are too good for that asshole. He is a cocky, violent womanizer so do yourself a favour and leave him as fast as you can. I am not saying this because I am jealous, but you should know that you two have no future together so don’t tie yourself down to someone who can only give you crumbs. Crumbs. He already gave me crumbs of hope with his words from earlier. Despite knowing better, I wanted so badly to be able to change the plot of this novel but it would be better I stopped deluding myself. When I got back to the dormitory later that evening, I met Xander seated at the foot of my door. He was sitting on the bare ground with his legs crossed underneath him. “What are you doing here?” I

Jaxon asks. “Yes.” I watch as a flicker of annoyance crosses his face. “You are the twins from Black Moon. I know the stories.” “I have no intentions of hurting you!” Jaxon mutters in his husky voice. "WE have no intention of hurting you." “You are probably just saying that to try and make me feel calm.” “Alpha’s don’t lie.” “You are not yet an Alpha!” “You have to admit brother, she is pretty clued up.” Xander shoots me a wink. If I wasn’t tired, I might have laughed. He was the one who had rooted through my things, but he seemed more amused by how I spoke back.

“Is my talisman.” Xander pecked my lips and let our lips linger with each other for a while before he withdrew. “And now I have a new talisman... Isn’t it right, Xavier?” He cooed to him before he spoke again, with pride swelling in his voice. “Xavier Tyrone Montrell.” The tears I was struggling not to let fall finally trickled down my cheeks. Xavier Tyrone—a name we chose to honor the females that were no longer with us.

No matter how sweet and how much reason Calix says, Xander doesn’t agree. “Kiddo, if we change places, I’ll tell you my other secret to being this tall. Do you want that?” “No.” “How to be handsome every day?” “I was born handsome.” That’s what I’m saying! Xander’s got the hang of being all boastful now. I turned my gaze back to my phone when I felt it vibrate. I immediately opened Tyler’s new text message. ‘Sorry for the late reply. My phone ran out of battery, and I didn’t bring a power bank or charger either.’

She asked. Xander looked over at Grey and smiled. "Grey and I have met long before he met you. We have a long history together, but, that is not what brought me here," he replied. Grey walked away from the bathroom door. "What brought you here then?" He inquired. "It's about Alyssa's thirteen sins in heaven and the apocalypse she has set in motion, as her moments with you had prolonged more than before," Xander explained with a serious look on his face.