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She forced her gaze away, begging not to see. The blurred pain was almost a sick reward, a medal men twice my age wouldn't be able to carry. I looked back to my father, who was grinning slyly, chuckling as he clapped with everyone else. I blinked down at my hand, letting a small smirk appear. I am Lorenzo Romano, and I am the fucking devil.

“That’s better.” I said nothing, only met his gaze. In that moment, I swore I’d never forget the feeling—this mix of fear, shame, and something far darker brewing inside of me. Because a prey remembers the eyes of the predator who first drew blood. Salvatore released my jaw, his eyes searching mine. “You have to remember that you belong to me now. Your body, your soul, everything you own. I don’t just want obedience,” he placed his thumb on my lower lip. “I want to reshape you, to own spaces inside of you that even pain can’t reach.”

I was thinking about it and returning to my class when suddenly someone close my mouth and pulled me inside a class room. It was dark but I could smell that cologne and that spark... I knew that was Aiden. "ouch" Aiden screamed. "what are you? A dog?" he scolded as I bit his hand. "why are you after me? What have I done to you... Leave me alone" I said it in a breath. He held my arms tight "You didn't answer me" he stated. "What? what are you talking about" I asked confused. "Do you belong to the Lii's??" he asked again totally annoyed. "And why do you think. I'll answer that" I replied with confidence. His gripped tightened and I knew that'll leave a bruse later "Ouch" I squeezeled.

My legs are very weak and I have to cling to a dark wooden cabinet on which are several bottles of JB, causing them to stagger. -I was always there for you, Lailah. -I don't want to hear anything else, I don't want to know anything else. I want to go home. I want ...- And I'm not going to let that Azael get you in trouble. I'm going to use you to bring him here, and I plan to finish him off with my own hands. I will protect you. It's the last thing I get to hear before everything goes black. AZAEL

He just closed his eyes as if it was acceptable that his fate would be. "Mama, sorry..." He cried before waiting for the monsters to attack. A few minutes later, Migi felt nothing. "Is that it? I died without feeling any pain? "he said while not opening his eyes. Later on, he smelled something fishy, and he also heard a scream that seemed to hurt. He opened his eyes and the scattered corpses of the three men were exposed to him. He stiffened in his seat when he saw the familiar man in front of him holding a sword. "Sebastian?"

“Also, there is the fact that Kalti's helpers are supernatural beings and he has to “Also, there is the fact that Kalti's helpers are supernatural beings and he has to keep its existence a secret. And, well, this poor guy's typical day at work isn't exactly a walk in the park. More laughter. Damien picked up a copy of Wild Fire. “Now, if you'll excuse me, I'm going to give you a taste of Kalti's world. The audience settled into their seats, relaxed but attentive. He opened the book near the beginning and began to read. "We have another press release." The words, spoken over the phone by Zachary Tennant at Sydney Morning Herald, hit Kalti with a straight right to the pit of the stomach. He

I've seen a lot of monsters since discovering the supernatural world is real, but something about this one is particularly chilling. "That's one of the Styxian beasts," Jack says under his breath. "We need to be careful." I glance over at Jack, who has his hand on the hilt of his sword. He seems prepared to fight, but I'm not sure if any amount of weaponry would be enough against this beast. I can feel the creature's presence even from this distance, and I can hear it snarling and growling to itself. It's clear that it's agitated, and I can only imagine what it will do if it catches us.

"Yes, but we can talk about that later. It's the least important thing right now." Liv shut her mouth with a snap and stared at him for several long beats before speaking again. "Okay, then." Her eyes raised to the ceiling looking like she was weighing what she wanted to say next. "So, you're immortal?" "Not exactly. We can be killed but it is difficult. We heal quickly. As you could see, Asta was perfectly fine when she was in here earlier. Our bodies can heal most wounds if we can shift." Brodi sat up straight. "We are exceptional warriors. In today's world, the only thing that could kill us would be a bullet to the brain. That would not allow us to have the capacity to shift, so we would

The air hung thick with the stench of stale cigarettes and cheap alcohol. The guards followed close behind as we entered the elevator. One of them punched in a code – the underground floor. The elevator descended with a slow, groaning sigh, each floor a step closer to the heart of my vengeance. The air grew colder, damper, thick with the metallic tang of blood – a phantom scent, a memory etched into my senses. When the doors hissed open, the scene before me was bathed in the harsh glare of unforgiving fluorescent lights. The warehouse's underground level was a vast, echoing space. Rough-hewn concrete walls bore the scars of countless forgotten battles, the graffiti a silent proof of the viol

My eyes drifted to the ceiling, my mind already pulling back to the battlefield I had abandoned. The war is waiting for me, the blood, the chaos. It would be brutal. Relentless. But I had never lost a war before. And I wasn’t about to start now. Not when there was something far more important waiting for me at the end of it. ⸻ “Author’s Note Hi, readers I hope you’re enjoying No Saint here so far. If you’re loving the tension between Abaddon and Aurelia, then you should definitely check out their full story on GoodNovel.