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he replied Vivian nodded,she went to the kitchen,got her bottle of water and went back to her room She went through the net checking out what's trending when she came across something,she immediately sat up on her bed, "No way"she whispered It was a video of Veronica entering the Monti residence with a caption 'Monti's woman,could she finally be the one??'

whilst saying this Verra had a tread of liquid lightning dancing on her finger. At the end of her speech, it borrowed into Salesman Vega's body through his open wounds. The electricity spread throughout his body, wrapped around his flesh and bones. He screamed and spat up blood, and black smoke from his mouth that smelled of burning flesh. Fifteen minutes later, the spark under his skin died down but Verra stood there wordlessly playing with another one. He looked at her hate-filled eyes, then turned his face away. She asked him 3 questions 3 days ago but hasn't repeated them since.

Maya sighed dramatically. "Girl, put me on FaceTime." I frowned. "Uh-oh." I immediately switched over. The second her face appeared on my screen, my eyes widened. "Okay. What's wrong with your face?" Maya pointed at herself. "Exactly." I blinked. "What are you talking about?" She took a deep breath. "So let me tell you right now... I will never, ever doubt Mabel Michaels again." I frowned even harder. "What the hell are you talking about?"

May❤: It's because I think you're sweet (￣^￣) Jason🍭: youre amazing you know that May❤: Send me a screenshot so I can see what you saved me as Jason🍭: [Image] May❤: And the heart? Jason🍭: because seeing you makes my heart skip a beat May❤: Where did you get that line? Jason🍭: i dont wanna jinx it but i did it coz i think you will be the greatest love i have ever known May❤: Dude, stop. I'll block you if you keep being so cheesy (¬_¬)ﾉ

The Seer said. “Okay, Ma… Madra… ya, What in the goddess’s moon are you talking about? You brought her back here—you rescued her, right?” She folded her arms defiantly. “And you want her to leave; now you’re going to accuse her of something?” Madraya met Veronica’s gaze but didn’t answer. Instead, she turned her piercing eyes towards me and took a hesitant step forward as if counting each one she took—slow and cautious. “Your friend, she is of the light. But you…” She paused, a glint of something dark flashing in her eyes. You are of the Red. You saw the red but chose to seek the path.” Mayadra’s voice held so much resentment that I almost winced.

Maya whispered, her tone hollow. They exchanged a look. A fragile silence stretched between them. “Try something else,” Maya said finally, kneeling beside her. “What about that name she always wrote in her sketchbook? That weird Latin phrase…” Lily snapped her fingers. “Quod Veritas.” She typed it in. Access Denied. Another attempt—TheForestKnows. Still wrong. Maya rubbed her temples. “How many tries do we have?” Lily clicked again. On the sixth attempt, a red warning message popped up.

Veronica’s POV The next morning I woke up feeling a bit tired and worn out. Getting dressed, Maya knocked on the door wishing to enter. I let her in with a bright smile, “Morning Ma’am.” “Oh sweetie, don’t call me ma’am, just call me Maya. I’m the one that needs to call you ma’am.” “You can also just call me Veronica. It’s not that I deserve the title ma’am.” My smile faded quickly. “Deary.” She placed her hand under my chin, “Don’t talk yourself down like that, you are worth anything. You are worth more than you give yourself credit for. So, lift your head and so the world what you’re made of.”

She whispered. " but fun, " he laughed as she hugged him. " You had said you can not be with me in day time then how? " She asked he put a strange of her hair behind her ear. " Just like in nights the moon is the source of light and in day shadows are my hideout, Even in sun there's always a shadow of ourselves but in the night that shadow leaves, giving us the space, " Maya did not care how and why he was there with her but she was happy that she was spending more and more time with him.

We look at each other—me, Maeve, Win, Dougal. We’re not close. Not really. But right now, we’re a unit. A weapon. We nod. No words needed. We stand shoulder to shoulder, arms raised, palms toward the gate. Together, we speak the ancient prayer: “Gēta hoyi kibirihini bet’elati layi āwit’a.” (Lord, release your glorious power against the enemy.) Power builds between us. Light and wind and thunder. The gate begins to tremble, resisting us.

Her fingers were becoming flat and thin like paper. Sarah did not answer she was already gone. Where Sarah had stood there was a pile of shredded paper spinning in a digital wind. The Teacher had vanished too leaving behind a trail of paper scraps that spelled out the word ERROR. "You cannot do this " Maya yelled at the screen. "I am a person I have a heartbeat I have a soul."