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This book is dedicated to those who like them cold, with a side of sarcasm and flirty comments. Chapter One Arilyn I didn't want to go back to campus after last night but I did not want to stay home either. Not after last night. My back was sore and I could barely stand. I knew I had to suck it up. Everywhere else was better than staying at home.

"Yes" He swoops me off my feet grinning, twirling me around while I giggled. He places me back on my feet. "Good. Now let's go make babies" "What?" I laugh. THE END!!! I hope you enjoyed reading CHASING STORM as much as I loved writing it.Watch out for my next book, and if you haven't checked out my old ones, be sure to.

The air begins to spin around me, taking on a red color. The hybrids are white and the tattoo I’ve been hiding all this time is finally released. “I will not let you win Frank! May in the night of darkness, the powerful evil of the red moon awakens... Final Moon!” …………. ( Don't worry Vlad will come back again.) I know you want me dead on this ending ...but I wrote even more in this chapter. But don’t worry the first part with complete with more chapters and then the story will begin will with part two.

In fact, I can just book a Grab so that I won't have trouble commuting but I prefer long walks because my mind is free from any negative thoughts. The silence between us was broken when suddenly my phone rang. I answered it immediately when I saw who was calling. "Tiarra, where are you? Are you still at school? I'll pick you up." I smiled when I heard his gentle voice. "It's okay Tata. You don’t have to pick me up. I’m already on my way home. I’ll be there anytime soon." A small smile still plastered on my lips. "Okay, if that’s what you want. It's up to you. I'll wait for you at the guardhouse at the entrance of the village so that you have a companion while walking towards the house."

Adrian cursed, cutting him off before lunging at him, like he wanted to knee him in the gut. But Shedrack was smarter. He'd known Adrian since forever, therefore, he swiftly dodged away, walking towards the exit door. "Unfortunately, you missed. Shall I get you coffee?" He teased while Adrian slowly retreated in his chair while cursing under his breath, completely ignoring his asshole of a friend. Seeing that he was still in a foul mood, Shedrack chimed in, "I have some trained werewolf group of private investigators. They'll find her in no time, as long as she's still alive."

ALEX It was the happiest I'd ever been in my life. I was running around the garden chasing butterflies, trying to capture them for my collection. My brother had a full jar already and it was a challenge I did not want to miss out on. No it was a challenge I wanted to defeat him in. He always beat me to everything, running downstairs, first to stuff their pancakes in and even first to kill a rabbit.

Evelyn sat at her sleek glass desk, the city lights of Chicago casting fractured reflections across the room. Papers, folders, and encrypted devices were scattered before her, yet her focus was absolute. Each number, each name, each transfer listed in meticulous rows represented not just money but power—Abbas’ power. The kind of power that had haunted her life for years, lurking in shadows, invisible yet suffocating. And now, finally, she had the leverage to corner him.

“And maybe that phone too.” I take a step back, clutching my bag tighter. “I don’t want any trouble,” I say carefully. “Well, you found some,” the shorter one sneers, taking a step closer. Before I can react, the taller one lunges, grabbing at my arm. I scream, stumbling back as I try to pull free. It’s just like before. Trapped in an alley, my heart racing, ears ringing. It’s like I’m there all over again. “Let her go!”

Chad's POV I scrubbed my hands under the harsh stream of water, watching the crimson droplets swirl down the drain, remnants of a tense interrogation fading into nothingness. The North Natbians were attempting to breach our borders, and one of their spies had finally divulged unsettling information. They were on a mission to capture Bella and deliver her to their king, and every one of them carried her picture, a haunting reminder of the stakes at play. Frustration boiled within me, and I slammed my fist against the wall, the sound echoing like thunder in the sterile room. The realization that he could hold Bella hostage, forcing my hand and sealing Kaladia's fate, ignited a fire of desperat

When I chased love elsewhere, she was there. Sloane refuses to understand the rules of my world. She refuses to play it safe. She still sees me as the twelve-year-old Rowan. She makes me look weak, where I can’t afford to be weak. She doesn’t know when to stop. She doesn’t know the kind of damage she invites by provoking Christine. “I remember it all Grandpa, I don’t think I can ever forget her blue eyes. It’s time to sleep. I’ll see you in four days. Take care of yourself, old man.” I mutter, as I end the call.