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No distractions… Mr. X (online) — Is that the only reason? I hope this has nothing to do with our “joke”… Or something I did… Thalia (online) — Just that, X. You were perfect. It has nothing to do with you. If you want to keep talking to me, just add me on MSN. My name is daliapenedosalazar@hotmail.com Mr. X (online) — All right, then goodbye, Dalia Penedo Salazar.

“The first time you use your elemental gift, the power can be erratic. At least being surrounded by the water, you won’t cause any damage to anything or anyone.” I totally forgot about my gift. She is right about Maddox, though. He is my mate; he is going to be with me forever and Ember has already told me of her plans later tonight with Xavier. I took a deep breath. I am a big girl and need to put on my big girl panties, figuratively speaking, seeing as I don’t actually have any on.

Chapter: 11 ****** "You know you could do better than walking behind me all the time." Lord Xrysos's voice broke into Damon's line of thoughts. Damon chanced a glance at his Master and saw Xrysos speaking to one of the Lord of the House Of Sells. Lord Linus.

“I am going to need you to help me, not stand against me. You are the one person who can actually help.” For a long moment, Maxine didn’t speak. Then she sat back, folding her hands. “Alright. Tell me what you need.” I looked at her, really looked, and for the first time, saw not just my lawyer, but the only ally I had left. “Everything,” I said quietly. “I need to make this real. I need it to stand. If Xavier tries to shut me down, I want him to find out that I already built something he can’t break.”

Then the system’s soft chime echoed through the air, clear and almost smug. [Mission: First Cuddle Complete. Reward: +10 Affection Points.]

“And it was perfect until I was eight…until Aito’s mum found us” Ah, I think I’m starting to see just how cruel this story is going to be. “Your friend, Aito…”. He looks straight at Miyamura— broken green eyes meeting piercing lilac ones. “Belongs to a family of alpha supremacists…the fanatic ones”. Yukimura Aito is a supremacist? An alpha fanatic? Miyamura breaks eye contact first. He looks away, leaning back against his seat, eyes fixed on the ceiling. Rei continues speaking, almost looking unbothered. But that’s how I know that this story is about to get even worse.

Both parties preferred to keep to their own kind. "My friend, Jameson, is not just a werewolf. He is a hybrid. Half wolf, half vampire. He was raised around vampires all his life up until his 16th birthday. After that they sent him to the pack his mother was from so that he could learn how to control his wolf side. When he was there, he found his mate and she didn't want to leave her pack, so he decided to join it, instead of returning to the vampire realm." he explains to me. "Wow." I comment amazed, as my heart warms at the story.

… At GreyHills City. Lounging on a recliner chair across the swimming pool, Steve had a tablet in his hands, scrolling through the news channel. Freya sat on the chair beside him, pouring him a glass of juice. A chuckle suddenly tore from his throat. “What a bunch of fools,” he murmured sarcastically. “Do they think the MXG Group will save them from my wrath?” Freya dropped the juice bottle. “The MXG Group?”

The stream displaces around his muscular torso, sending little waves lapping at my abdomen. “It’s a long stream. Maybe there’s room somewhere south. Like in Mexico.” I steal a look at him, because I just can’t fucking help myself. His violet eyes glint in the low, ambient light from the sky. The darkness turns him to ebony, like a precious stone carved into the closest approximation possible to a god. I hate him for being so beautiful. So powerful. I hate him for making me want him still, even after everything. Malix flashes a wolfish smile. “Listen, if you want a Mexican vacay, I’ll take you there, kitty. We just gotta survive this first. Then it’s all-inclusive, all you can drink.”

Even a child with a sword can slaughter a kingdom if no one watches. I lifted a hand and summoned a spark of light. A tiny winged creature zipped into existence, glowing bright gold. Mika. My stubborn, nosy, troublesome pixie. She popped into a hover before me, hands on her hips. “What did she do now, my Lady?” I gestured toward the earth below. “The Veega girl opened the Luna Maximus.” Mika gasped dramatically, her wings buzzing. “The evil book? The one that likes crazy people? That one?”