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I don't kill, I immobilize. I was in the full battle mode now, and wolves were falling at my feet. I was ripping into the side of a gold-coloured wolf, I was distracted. Too distracted to see a rouge lunge at my right. The wolf knocked me to the floor and I growled as blood pooled from my side. The battle was drawing to a close, the rouges were retreating. The wolf tearing at my body was doing it out of spite. I struggled, made a last attempt to lunge and my teeth sunk into his throat. He thrust away from me and retreated, blood dripping from his coat. I sunk down as the pack began howling in victory, a soft smile working its way onto my lips

she pouted, "but you have to drive." Lucy pulled her fingers out of her pussy and pushed them under Cherry's nose. Cherry breathed in deeply. "I w-want to be doing that, too," Cherry said in a small voice. Lucy could see Cherry's nipples struggling against the leather of her halter top. With a wicked grin on her face, she pushed a hand through the hole at the front and rubbed pussy juice over Cherry's straining nipple. "Oh, g-god!" Cherry groaned. "We're almost there."

Ava's POV: I picked out a thick leather bound book from the shelf. Its black rough surface was covered with dust. Wiping it with my palm, I looked at the title. Senex Animarum. Once again, I felt the frustration gripping my insides. Every single book in this place was filled with a language I didn't know. I should've taken French this semester. But this language looked nowhere near French. I opened the book and looked at the worn out dust-filled pages. There were diagrams. And foreign words.

We took the bus to her shared apartment, and the moment we were inside her room, I threw my bag onto the floor and sat down on the chair behind the study desk. Jess’ room was pleasantly neat and tidy, with stacks of textbooks, and of course, BL manga and light novels, sitting on the desk. On her single bed were a few soft toys. Naturally, they were of male characters who had strong gay undertones from famous anime such as Sebastian and Ceil from Black Butler, Yuu and Mika from Owari no Seraph, Eren and Levi from Attack on Titan, and Yuuri and Victor from Yuri on Ice. I knew the characters because I had to suffer countless hours watching the anime with her.

Lariempi said emotionlessly “Lord please teach me how to kill them, even with my powers I could only watch…” Amelia said before breaking into tears again and Lariempi smiled slightly “You couldn’t kill them because your weapon was too inferior.” He said, he then raised his index finger and a drop of golden god-blood dropped from his finger and landed on the ground

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"In case you hadn't noticed," I said, closing the gap between us, "I'm not your typical girl. And this whole jealousy crap you're pulling isn’t going to fly with me. Grey is not interested in me, he's helping me out, that's it." She lifted her chin, her eyes narrowing. "Say what you like, but you're playing with fire."

She decided to take a quick look at her profile and the information she had filled out with Glen was there, then she opened the progress tab and she was surprised to see that this tab looked like the ones found in the video games of her world that gave the players statistics. [NAME : CASSY JOHNSON CLASS : MAGE POTENTIAL : MULTICOLORED LEVEL 1 : 0 / 1 000 RED FLAME : LEVEL MAX WHITE FLAME : LEVEL MAX WARNING : To learn how to progress, check the tab 'Useful information'] She then went to her account and saw that the transactions she had made with her bracelet were all recorded. [ACCOUNT BALANCE : 150 CREDITS -received 50 credits from the Academy

“You’re the one who sent the painting, right? The one with me as Joan of Arc but with my actual face and the fire made of sheet music?” He nodded, throat dry. “Yeah. I… I didn’t think you’d see it.” “I see everything my fans send.” She set the phone down. “You’re shaking.” “I’m trying not to.” Nova laughed, low, throaty, the same laugh she used in her behind-the-scenes vlogs. “Cute.” She leaned closer. Her perfume hit him, something expensive and dark, like smoked amber. “You’ve been in love with me since ‘Neon Veins,’ haven’t you?”

Damian finally broke the quiet. Until this moment, he had only seen her from behind. He knew her hair was blonde, that she was short and slender. But he had never seen her face before. Turned out, she was rather pretty. “I needed to meet you regarding a very important matter…” “You have five minutes to pique my interest. As you may have noticed, I am a busy man,” Damian cut her off. “You have a child,” Isabella blurted out, shocking both him and herself. “I mean—”