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Present: We are now back in our UC mansion, which we won from a battle and also the largest mansion in here. "Dude, I found some information about the girl with the tattoo on her face, it's just a bit of information but it might help a little, I admit I had a hard time getting it." Raynel said, holding out a black folder. I took it and read through it. Name: Unkown Age: 20 (estimated age) Code Name: Violet Gender: Female Identification: She has a tattoo on the left side of her face. A tribal tattoo. (Obviously)

I am wearing my junior high school uniform, which is too small in all the right ways, and I have tied my blonde hair into pigtails. I start filming. "Hey fans! It's me, badgirl_anna, and I'm really excited about tonight's streaming session, and I hope you will be too. As most of you know, I am a virgin and I can be a little shy. I really love the webcam experiences I've had on this site to date, and I really feel privileged to be able to share those moments with you, but... well, a lot of you have sent me messages about this. So, if you've been a fan for a while, you know that I've never shown you my pussy," I smile shyly and take a deep breath.

Grisha paused and said, "Next time, see if you can convince him to record your battles. What's username again?" "Yeah... I'll try," Alia nodded. "He calls himself 'Damaged Hercules'!" "Hmm... I too am curious about this hidden veteran."

They can easily attract any men if they want to. Nana Taylor who is a cousin of Nick is a famous streamer on an online platform that features videos of popular and professional gamers. Whenever she stream her playing online games she always get about a thousand viewers and get donations that amount up to five hundred dollars every time. She's a good player that can even be considered as a pro.

Chapter 141 Nina’s POV I stared at the video for a long time. His face frozen on the last frame. That smile. Those eyes. Then I thought about the poor children dying ,those poor souls and it reminded me of my mom and I tried to fight of the tears from dropping. I opened YouTube. I had never made an account before. Not a real one. I created one now with an email address that had nothing attached to it. No name. No photo. A string of random numbers as the username. My hands moved faster than my thoughts.

"Stay here with me." "I'm sorry?" "I'll give you everything more than the Alpha King could give you." "Wait a second." I scoff. "What is wrong with you? I'm the Luna of the Wolves, and I'm mated to the Alpha King, and yet you dared try to take advantage of me just now?" "He's not your real mate, is he?" The King's question made me halt. "How ironic would it sound if your loyal subjects were to hear their leaders aren't real mates?"

I blinked a few times and before I even knew it, I was back in the theatre room. "What you just experienced is the level four of this game. And only three of you stayed alive 'til the end. Congratulations, you have conquered level four of the Suicide Cup. A friendly reminder everyone, each one of us has that one person that could distract us from reality. And I hope you'll find that person before you decided to end your misery." the speaker went off after that and a silhouette appeared on the screen, it's probably the Domina. "Hello, my dear pupils..." it said using a voice changer. I wonder why she's hiding her identity.

I asked quickly. "Her name is Veronica, and her nickname is Vera! She is a singer on the rise," Violet said casually. A singer? "Vera? A singer? Why didn't I know that?" I muttered under my breath. "When was the last time you saw television?" Violet asked with bulging eyes. Um, well, When was the last time I saw television? "I think it's been a while," I said slowly. "Well, Vera has participated in a talent search event, but she was eliminated before the final. After that, she released a single. Great song; listen to it sometime!" Violet said this while continuing to stare at Kenan and Vera.

No, five. He slammed his laptop shut and leaned back against the pillows, fingers pressed to his temple like he could squeeze the thoughts out of his head. This was insane. He was spiraling. MidnightViper couldn’t be Julian. There was no way someone like Carter—golden boy, team sweetheart, hockey’s favorite PR angel—would moonlight as a faceless OnlyFans creator who whispered confessions into the camera like he was peeling his soul open. Except… what if he was? **

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