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Within seconds I was in Laura's Dm. I tapped the link.. It led to a game, The Harvest. It sounded like some lame farm game. "Start game", I hesitated a bit before finally selecting that option. "Howdy!", The game's mascot appeared at her screen. "What would you like your player name to be?" "Tch!... I just wanna find Laura!", I yelled at the phone. "Name too long, sorry..." "Arghhh!... Stupid game!.. my name is Belle, Belle Franchester!"

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I nodded to Xavier, he had every right to hate me, and if that made him feel better, then I would take it. I closed my eyes as he raised the knife and waited for him to plunge it deep into my chest. To be continued… (This book is a Duet, the Hunter and The Hunted. The Hunted i still being written, please see my website for more information. It is on my to be written list after I finish my final revisions of my main series and the spin off completion.)

Although his mother once told him that violence just makes the situation worst, at this moment, that punch was so satisfying to watch. "He deserved it..." The young boy commented as he watched the little girl in the yellow dress being followed by the red-haired little girl. Before the end of the party, the young boy learned that those two girls were part of Golden Heirs. The brave and courageous little girl was named Layla. While the idiotic little red-haired girl was named Stella.

She pulled out a ribbon and put her hair up in a high ponytail. She looked at herself in the mirror. Her chestnut eyes staring back at her, her raven hair put up in a high ponytail just like how Fiachra put her hair up during a battle. When she was young people thought she’s the embodiment of Fiachra, that after centuries Fiachra came back and reincarnated in her body. That was the same reason why she was given the name Morrigan. She picked her bow and arrows, left the room, and walked to the training grounds.

Hunter - of course it is silly Josh - forgive my manners, I'm Josh Grimshaw Zoey - we already know that Zoey has added Chirag to the group chat Chirag - where am I? Am I in heaven? Hunter - shut up Zoey changed the name of the group chat to Sherlock Holmes, Nancy Drew, Harry Potter and Frankenstein Chirag - looks like a big bunch of heathens Josh - who's Frankenstein!!? Chirag - Zoey must be Nancy Drew then because I read in the book that Nancy Drew is a female Zoey - how'd you guess? Hunter - it's quite obvious Hunter typed and strayed a bit into the road. Josh yanked his arm just as a passing motorist does past, yelling obscenities after them.

Said Lilliana in a shock, while Anna was looking at her like she was watching horror movie. "Tell me Soph you will never gonna turn dark on us " said Anna. "Hey wait you guys are thinking I am going to turn dark for powers I have ? and then will go on killing innocents without any reasons? What is this game of thrones? Who I am? Daenerys Targaryen ? and who you guys are Sansa Stark, Arya Stark? This is the living nightmare than! "Said Sophia disappointed. "Whoa where you have learned that sarcasm?" asked Anna.

my sister said proudly, obviously pleased the guard was paying attention to her at all. "You won the agility challenge and the moving prey challenge last Wolfen Games, didn't you?" the other guard asked, stepping forward to capture my sister's attention. I tuned out my sister's bragging until the guards both asked my name and pack allegiance together. Blushing, I murmured, "Helen of Fiery Cross Pack. I'm also daughter of Alpha Brogan and Luna Bridget. These are my first Games." "We can tell," the second guard muttered, rolling his eyes.

“But wouldn’t it get boring?” “It just means we’d have to plan it a bit more carefully,” Zephra yawns, rolling her eyes at Simon. Looking directly at Evie she adds. “I bet we could all come up with a name or two that we’d love to see receive extra attention this year.” “Oh, I know exactly who I’d pick,” Evie confirms as she cracks her knuckles and rolls her shoulders back. “And I think you all do as well.” There are nods all around the table. A few names are selected and placed in the center, but as Lazarus reads them out, one name shows up over and over again: Liliana Adare—the Legacy who isn’t a Legacy.

The tension in the air was thick with elitism and unspoken disdain. Killian leaned toward me, his lips brushing the shell of my ear. “Is this the Hunger Games?” I let out a soft chuckle, grateful for his sarcasm, for the levity in his tone. But my grip on his arm tightened as I whispered back, “You have no idea.” Because I’d grown up with these people. I knew what they thought. What they said behind closed doors. They could accept a scandal if it had a famous last name. They could endure rebellion as long as it came with a trust fund. But Killian?