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he repeated himself with a gloomy look in his eyes. "Jamie, I'll remember this." He turned around and hurried away, looking somewhat disheveled. I received a call from an unknown number that night. A frail, elderly woman's voice said, "Is… Is this Ms. Linsworth?" I immediately recognized the owner of the voice—Matthew's mother, Cassandra Zigger. "Mrs. Zackman, hello," I replied politely but distantly.

You are the real heroes. Kansamida [thanks ;) ] Soundtrack: Sweatpants by lauv. Try listening to it, I recommend it. The melody is fireee.

My heart did a little shuffle in my chest when I remembered my plan of staying behind in the Fae world after we got Luna the help she needed. My thoughts fizzled back to reality by the upbeat music. The club was electric. Undead creatures were whining and grinding against whatever undead thing was closest to them. Their feet moved to the crazy beat as they worshipped the music. "This is like a scene from that Patrick Swayze movie," I scoffed as I noticed a slender looking ghoul moving artistically in her tattered silver dress. "This is like the real Dirty Dancing," Dimitri added as we continued to watch the lady-ghoul shoving her lower half on the crotch of a male-ghoul whose hips were also

DPOV Song: Venus in Furs by The Velvet Underground It was surreal being in that tavern. It reeked of stale ale and sour wine. After I received the news of Rose's death, I spent several nights there trying to drown out anything and everything that reminded me of her. That was until Vasilisa literally slapped me with a hard dose of reason.

On his way to Ryder's house, he went through his playlist on his phone and felt that the amount of heavy rock and upbeat catchy songs with depressing lyrics was way bigger than when he last checked. Where are the love songs?!!! This one.... No, it's about depression. This one? No, it's about insomnia. What about this? The lyrics: "You're my heaven/And I'm your hell." "..." Nope. Uuu, this one. The lyrics: "You got the lights on in the afternoon

Don't stay awake for too long Don't go to bed I'll make a cup of coffee for your head I'll get you up and going out of bed Yeah, I don't wanna fall asleep I don't wanna pass away I been thinking of our future 'cause I'll never see those days I don't know why this has happened But I probably deserve it I tried to do my best But you know that I'm not perfect I been praying for forgiveness You've been praying for my health When I leave this earth Hoping you'll find someone else 'Cause yeah, we still young There's so much we haven't done Getting married, start a family Watch your husband with his son I wish it could be me But I won't make it off this bed I hope I go to heaven So I see you once a

Feels like due to all this I am breaking down. I scream inside and shout, Feels like I’ll never be able to let it out. I promise myself long emotions that I can keep, Feels like I should hug a wall, Bleed out my heart and weep. Life like this is really tough, Feels like I won’t take it anymore, It’s already more than enough. I need a space to breathe And have a little fun, Feels like someday I’ll break these chains, And far away I’ll run. ... ‘Congratulations to the team ‘Shadow’, for your win at Udaipur. How does it feel?’ the interviewer asked.

The 30 over Rank 3 Undead Skeletal Heavy Swordsmen thought that by mentioning the realm of their leader, Lucas would begin shaking in fear. They had never expected Lucas' stunning face to remain indifferent as though he had not heard anything. "Human, you…!" one of the Rank 3 Undead Skeletal Heavy Swordsmen roared. "Are you guys angry?" Lucas asked faintly. Before the army of Undead Skeletal Heavy Swordsmen could speak, Lucas added, "Never ever be mad. Because whatever I do will only end up making you exasperated for three whole days and nights. "Sad to say, you guys have no chance to get mad because you're about to…"

I heard someone say behind me, making me stop in my tracks as I turned to look at him. “And who are you?” I questioned him. “Hello? Name is Lucas,” He said to me. I swallowed hard, not sure how to respond. He was a god; he had the perfect eyes, the perfect body and the perfect voice. He was like the Hercules. ​ ​

"Right or wrong… doesn't matter." "All that matters…" "Is that the name Undead Army keeps rising." "That our reputation grows." "That when people hear it…" "They fear it." He lifted the bat slightly. Resting it against his shoulder again. "That's enough for me." — The air tightened. — Because everyone understood— — Negotiation… — At the side of the hall, Danica suddenly fell silent. Her fingers tightened around the glass in her hand as one word echoed in her mind— Undead. —