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she whispered. Andres’ eyes burned into hers. “No. I’m honest. And you hate me for it because it makes you feel.” Her lips trembled, her heart racing. “I hate you.” He smiled faintly, his voice low. “Then kiss me. Hate me all you want. But kiss me.” The words hung between them, heavy, daring. Ainara’s breath came uneven, her fury tangled with desire. She wanted to scream, to run, but instead she found herself leaning in, her lips brushing his.

The fact that he was trying to justify his dirty deed made me scrunch my face in disgust. "You got me fired on purpose for your selfish needs and just when I was desperate for a job, you tried to lure me with this fake job advertisement to become your partner and help you out. This was all a fucking plan. Fuck!" I let out a dry laugh, as the realisation sunk in and ran my hands through my hair in frustration and anger, "I must say, well played. God, you know what? You are the most selfish and arrogant person I have ever met. Stay the fuck out of my life," I shouted and walked outside, slamming the door shut behind me and rushed towards the nearest washroom to throw up.

I even added a love diagram on top of it. I threw the book on the ground as I sighed. I feel like I am going insane. I thought about tomorrow and I can't help but think of them watching the fireworks as they kiss passionately. They are even walking down the pathway of the night street as they hold hands. Oh God! I am insane. Insane or not, I need to stop them from going tomorrow and it's all because I know Hilary is a witch, that's all. I have a long nose right now.

And to those still hesitant, he offered a warning. "If you're not with me, you're against me. And if you’re against me... I don't keep repulsive pets." One by one, they give in. Some needed bribes. Some needed blackmail. But in the end, they all turned their backs to Oliver. And when the last one fell, Jake unveiled his new empire. ATARDECIDIDA. The organization that would erase Twilight from existence.

"Tell me how you found me. Tell me who the hell you really are before I scream this entire building down!" "You won't scream," he murmured, his deep, gravelly baritone dropping into a dangerous, dark vibration that made my knees trace a path toward water. He leaned in until the suffocating, heavy scent of rich bourbon and smoky tobacco completely wrapped around my senses. "Because we both know you didn't come to a sex club to talk, wildcat. You came here to get exactly what your body has been begging for all week." "You're a delusional, arrogant asshole—"

He sucks and licks the skin on my neck , marking as I groan with satisfaction . “You hate this as much as I do” he mumbles against my skin , his voice rough, vibrating hot against my skin. “I hate you” I gasp, my hands landing on the collar of his dress shirt, pulling him closer rather than pushing him away. I wasn’t supposed to be kissing this bitch, craving and touching him. Responding to his touch was surrendering. But 2 weeks deep into a 30 day isolation with a man, can make a grown woman lose her senses.

She inquired quickly with a worried look on her face but I continued to growl at her with so much hate and anger in my voice. "This position as the pack ambassador has always been mine but you took it away from me forcefully and you call yourself a sister? A twin at that?" I fired at her as my face squeezed with hate and anger. They stared at me, surprised at what I was saying but I didn't care, I was going to get that position from her no matter what it was going to take me, even if I had to tear the earth apart into shreds. I shot a deadly glare at her but she only pulled her eyes away from me. "But.. she hasn't done anything like that.." my mother tried to say but I was way too angry to a

I said, leaving out her question about the titties. “Quasi,” she called loudly as if I was far away from her. I knew what that meant – she demanded my full attention. “Every girl and every woman is beautiful, but the most beautiful one of all is not the one with the most attractive physical features,” she continued, as she looked at me without blinking an eye. “The most beautiful girl or woman is one whose heart is hidden from predators; one whose yes always mean yes; one who loves you not because you love her; one whose tongue doesn’t pronounce words that are hard to understand, and whose lips doesn’t feign a smile. “And, if it happens that a handsome man, a man of dignity meets this most

He wrapped his hand around my neck, tightly gripping, enough for me to wince and gulp for easier breath; he didn't care though, he wanted this. "You ever pull somethin like that again, I ain't gonna hesitate to do worse, you got that?" He asked, sternly. My eyes began to well up with tears, I don't know why I was crying but I felt exhausted and traumatised, that was probably why I felt so distraught. He seemed to notice as he looked in to my eyes, frowning almost as his grip loosened around my neck, he opened his mouth to say something but then closed it again, staying quiet. I watched as he glanced down at my lips, his face was close enough for me to feel his breath fan against my lips; tha

Just darkness all over you. Escape could never put an end to a battle, it will only hunt you again and again. So, I chose to finally face it. The battle that was plotted for me. Standing now, looking at everyone around me. With witches and werewolves, among us, I am the only half-blooded. Being different is a blessing and a curse, and they were part of my Twisted Fate.