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“Yes please.” The man smiled and continued. “As you can see, the Black Tortoise represents the North, the Vermillion Bird represents the South, the Azure Dragon represents the East, the White Tiger represents the West. That man in the center, he’s known as the Yellow Emperor, and he holds them all together.” “That’s very interesting,” Jade said, her full attention focused on the image in front of her. It seems like she has finally found her topic. “Isn’t it? If you’d like to know more about it, there are a couple of books you can read,” the man continued.

Titus took the bowl and drained it in one go. "Damian still has some supporters. They're planning to strike when Father travels to the Moon Goddess altar for the offering ceremony next month." "Then we—" "Already handled." Titus took my hand. "Gamma's loyal. We know every move they're going to make before they make it." "Let them strike. Then we take them all at once." On the first day of the next moon, the Alpha King set out for the Moon Goddess altar as tradition demanded. The procession had barely reached the halfway point when a swarm of wolves burst from the treeline on both sides. At the front of the charge stood Damian.

Finally home," Mila shouted happily, throwing my body on my bed, staring at the ceiling vaguely, thinking what she had been through in those days. Previous Everything was like magic, like fantasy and like dreams.. never believable She raised the book with her hands, contemplating it with a thought that seemed very old, even the pages of it were yellow, some of which were torn from the edges! I sat up straight, opening it “ This book belongs to the royal family of werewolves only.” She read what was written in the introduction, biting her lips lightly, eager for what was to come.

Something she wouldn’t share. I fiddled with my ring, remembering amber eyes and fire, war coming. I laughed. “Don’t worry. I’d marry a toad first.” “Toads are reliable.” She set her teacup down with finality. “A wolf will ruin your life.” Her words hit deeper than I liked, stirring up an old fear. After that vision, part of me agreed. Wolves meant ruin. Bracing myself, I forced a steady breath, feeling my resolve harden. In that one alpha in Duskreach, he definitely can't be trusted.

com How to Avoid Death on a Daily Basis Currently available: Book 1: Welcome to Probet Book 2: Welcome to Fengarad Book 3: Welcome to Dargot Book 4: Welcome to Monsterland Book 5: Welcome to Nekromel Book 6: Welcome to Requbar Coming soon: Book 7: Welcome to Gorgoth From the same author: Entertaining Tales of Grin the Cheat

The second we stepped inside, the ancient book—without anyone touching it—flew open on its own and glowed brightly. Micha and I exchanged a look and rushed to it. We were excited about another adventure of mysteries. We didn't care about Elder Parker. We didn't care about consequences. This was bigger. This was the truth we needed. The truth we wanted. The ancient book began: --- "Dear reader, welcome. This ancient book has been waiting for you." Then the pages flipped themselves. **"As previously stated, the War of Realms ended, but the war between the Vampires and Werewolves continued. King Roosevelt was enraged. He burned cities in the Werewolf realm. He killed and killed, destroying ever

I stated flatly. I reached up, my small, pale hand gripping the heavy leather collar of his armor. "You locked your generals in the deepest cells of Level Three," I said, my voice leaving no room for argument. "Beta Torin. General Kael. Elder Vance. You stripped the Vanguard of its commanders out of paranoia. But Valerius didn't use Torin to infiltrate this keep. Valerius used the Warlock. The Warlock opened the door, and the Warlock is dead."

"I turned eighteen today." I got into Sinners alright but after my first step in, I had a quick rethink of my impulsive decision. The interior was smoky and dim, a whiff of something in the air loosened my body and right beside me on a chair that was groaning for its dear life were two werewolves fucking loudly. I took a shocked step back but a drunk couple shoved me forward. "Get out of the way!" The female snarled. "Okay!" I squeaked and melted into the shadows.

I elbowed him, but he didn’t even flinch. Idiot. Onion-head. "Anyway," the bald man went on, returning to his grim tone, "Eryx started gathering followers. Other warlocks who thought like him. Who saw wolves as a subspecies. Beasts with strength but no will of their own. Beings who didn’t deserve the gifts they had." "And that’s how the war began," the bartender added, his voice almost a whisper. "Warlocks against wolves," Icarus said, arms crossed, his voice deep and tense.

We will be taking our leave then now. After they said that, they hurriedly left the place but not before returning all the books that they have messed up on the floor. When the three warlocks were gone, Professor Sonny walked towards the shelves where they put the books back. He checked what are the books that the three warlocks had been reading in this late of the night. When he saw that it was the old student records that dated back from 20 years and later, a tight-knit frowned appeared in between his eyebrows