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She looked at me, her eyes lingering on the heavy Kevlar jacket I wore. "Nice jacket, Elena," Sloane said dryly. "It matches your eyes." "Who is V?" I asked her. Sloane paused. She glanced at Nico, then back at me. "V isn't a person, honey," Sloane said softly. "It’s a promise. Vendetta." She turned and walked toward a sleek motorcycle parked in the shadows. "See you at the Gala," she called over her shoulder. "Try not to get shot before the appetizers."

Grunting, she forced herself to open her eyes– at least a little bit of vision will give her confidence. She tilts her head a bit upwards to reach the summit of the shadow in front. Moonlight cast a glint over his muscular arms. With one hand palming the door, he is frozen in his own dilemma. The woman in front of him ignites a sudden, unwanted chemical reaction within him. She is sexy as hell that the name ‘SARAH PATEL’ should be listed as the eighth deadly sin. Smooth shoulders that his lips could glide effortlessly. Prominent bust, just the right fill for his palms.

Mom continue dolling herself up it obvious she has a party to attend I left her to dress for the hospital I can't wait to see Leon I giggled at the thought of him ********************* I stare at Skylar, she was deep asleep She pout and I can't help but feel jealous She got this stunning face that can make any man go crazy even without makeup She has one of the most Rich, handsome and powerful husband I wanted all what she has,all what was hers usually becomes mine expect for Leon of course but I can still take him by force

It was Vanessa, the biggest pack and school slut, if you want to use a nice term for her. She had, of course, bleached blonde hair and her face was caked with makeup, she had her little barbie group behind her while smirking at me. "Well, well, well look what we have here girls it's the ugly little b*tch that died and came back, if only you stayed dead!" She sneered at me, while the idiots behind her were giggling.

Subtitles under my profile scrolled: WILLA ROANE – KEY AUTHOR AUTHORITY: HIGH AUTHOR IMPACT: ESCALATING VIP TARGET – ENTERTAINMENT VALUE: UNKNOWN (RISING) Opposite, Selene’s profile lit up, slick, and polished: SELDANE VAELOR – CHAMPION / WILD CARD WIN STREAK: LEGENDARY CROWD FAVORABILITY: MAXIMUM SYSTEM TRUST LEVEL: HIGH The crowd chanted her name. “SE-LE-NE! SE-LE-NE!” The sound of it rolled across the arena like surf. A prompt flickered at the edge of my band. ENTER ARENA? Y/N My finger hovered for half a second.

Steam curled through the room like ribbons of perfume. Rose petals floated over milk-white water, their scent sweet enough to make the air heavy. Selene Vale sat in the center of her private bath, jeweled hairpins glinting in her blonde hair, her posture straight and imperial. She was exuding the aura of Princess Azula in Avatar Aang only that she had a blonde hair and not black. She could have been a painting — The Queen of Nothing at All. “Cherry,” she murmured.

Alena approached Vanya and asked sharply, “What do you think of yourself? Do you think you’re some sort of seductress?” Vanya met her gaze with an attitude-filled smirk and replied, “Yes, baby, I am seductive. But why is that bothering you?” She leaned provocatively and unbuttoned her top slightly, revealing more of her curves. “Are you jealous of my beauty and my figure?” Alena scoffed. “Jealous of you? Hardly. You and your tasteless sense of style are nothing to envy. Anyways its not for everyone to dress and look like slut"

Vanelope spoke beside me. “We saw and heard that flirting session!” Peter screamed before giving me a pat on the head, “Don’t worry, she is processing her thoughts right now.” “You guys know her?” I curiously asked. James and Peter nodded before looking at one another. “We know her, she had the cruelest past but she is also the brightest and funniest gal in our group, she’s a keeper but I have to tell you, it will be difficult,” Peter told me. “I can’t believe she is your mate! I talked to her and she was really nice, I don’t know about her past but you better speak to her about it.” Vanelope beamed.

The beautiful woman shook her head now. "Do I have to keep pretending like this?" asked the blue-eyed woman suddenly. Megan furrowed her brows because she didn't understand what Nichole's question meant. The smile on Nicole West's face was now frightening. The woman took off the long light brown wig she had been wearing and covered her natural black hair. "You..." Megan was really surprised by what she saw at this moment. That woman will never forget the figure of Patricia Nelson. And the woman was now standing before him with a scary smile.

Natalia nodded and excused herself. Natalia entered the room where the celebration was set to take place, greeted by familiar faces. "Aren't you with Blanche, Mom?" Venus asked, wearing a form-fitting, dark-colored dress that elegantly accentuated her figure. The high neckline and tailored waist provided a sleek silhouette, enhancing her confident posture while allowing for ease of movement. She paired the dress with stylish black high-heeled pumps that added to her height, giving her an air of authority; the sleek design featured a slightly pointed toe, exuding sophistication.