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I said quickly. “Hey, Hazel. You didn’t tell me you’d come in today,” I said, a smile spreading across my face. “I wanted to surprise you,” Hazel replied, her grin infectious. She introduced her friends to me, pointing at each in turn. “This is Elina,” she said, gesturing to a striking woman with mid-length brown hair. She wore a fitted black short gown, and her red lipstick added a bold touch. “This is Rachael,” she said, introducing a gorgeous woman with long blonde hair dressed in a black bum short and a red T-shirt, a daring combination that suited her perfectly. As she spoke, her eyes wandered to Luke, and a small smile played on her lips.

"But...but...you can still save your people. A little token in return is all I ask to seal my lips." "I will send your head back to your Igwe." Ikemefuna beat his chest and groaned like a wounded dog, "We are one. We are fearless. We are, Umu Ejima (children of Ejima), we cried, we shrieked, we screamed and the God of gods answered. Nothing can overcome us, not even the king of Ame." "Umu Ejima you say?" Ume asked. "Haha, you sound surprised." "Because I am" Ume whispered as he tried to place two and two together. "How can that be? I know a woman called Ejima. She never had a child of her own."

"Alright, music major. Help me out. Which punch is actually drinkable and won't kill my tastebuds?" ​Dom looked down at the bowls, then back at me, a highly critical look on his face. "The red one is basically sugar-flavored battery acid. The yellow one actually has real fruit in it, but Sam sneaked some ridiculously strong dark rum into it about ten minutes ago. Drink at your own risk."

Ever since I had walked in as Ryu’s personal maiden, he had always been in my business, wanting out for me. As I walked out of my chambers, heading for the assembly, my ears picked up a strange wave of sound. It was basic ultrasound, high frequency, enough to make the average wolf bleed, but then it was a form of communication that could be decoded with cell. I grabbed my cell, raising it in the direction of the ultrasound. Just as I expected, letters began to appear on the cell, and the sound started to fade. “Meet me at the mountaintop by sundown. Come along and uphold your honor.” The text read.

The atmosphere was charged with anticipation, and I couldn't help but wonder if the letter from the art gallery held good news or disappointment. He handed me an envelope, and I held it in trembling hands. The weight of the moment hung in the air, and I hesitated for a second before tearing it open. My heart raced as I unfolded the letter, scanning its contents with bated breath. The words on the page seemed to blur before my eyes, and my heart sank. It felt like an eternity as I read through the lines, my emotions in unrest. I couldn't tell if it was good news or bad news.

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com/LJmXpXrDoBq8FeHi5eBPPR ✨Judi le Romantique Plume vous aime✨

In cursive, old calligraphy, it read ×××××××××××××××××××××××××× 《V I V I A N H I O M I》:《25》 《T O K Y O : J A P A N》 《C A U S E O F D E A T H 》 ○ HEMORRHAGE ○ ×××××××××××××××××××××××××× "This is never not sad." - To be continued

Romeo lets out his canines, bites Julius, and drinks his blood. Contrary to what Julius expected, he only feels the bite. Romeo sucking his blood from him made him shudder with pleasure, almost making him come again. When Romeo stops, Julius's skin is already reacting, and where before there were two holes, now there is an infinity symbol, which was inside a moon, and under the moon, the flowery letters: “R&J”

Uncle Radu stirred mămăligă. Mom chopped onions—German efficiency, Japanese silence, tears streaming. Mom (to Ana, Japanese): 「玉ねぎが目に入るね…」 “Onions always get in my eyes…” Ana (handing tissue, Romanian): “Tante, you cry every time. Obaachan’s genes.” Celeste (rolling a lumpy one): “Mine looks like a burrito.” Uncle Radu (snorting): “American-German-Japanese-Romanian burrito.