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Shrugging, I shook my head. Ikaris nodded, then glanced at the book. "Your parents were members of an ancient society known as Into the Night. They were a group of warriors hand-picked by the dark goddess herself to destroy all species. They were defeated by a group of warriors known as the Valerious, who joined forces with other vampires, witches, and werewolves. Together, they were able to contain the power that threatened to destroy everyone and everything," he paused for a moment before continuing.

Serena Vale couldn't sleep. Tonight was her twenty-first birthday, and more importantly, the night of her first shift. She paced back and forth in her bedroom, counting down the minutes until midnight. "Calm down," she whispered to herself, running her fingers through her long dark hair. "Every Vale has been a perfect shifter for generations." Her heart raced as she glanced out the window at the full moon rising over Silver Ridge territory. The moon seemed different tonight—tinged with red at the edges. A crimson moon. She shivered despite the warm summer air.

“And the notes or letters on my front porch are from who exactly? Do you want to tell me what this is all about or should I just go ahead and call the police?” “And tell them what?” Zane said witheringly. “I thought you must’ve learned a thing or two from what happened at the Undercrypt. What do you want to tell the goddamn police? That invisible people are bothering you? Trust me, little red, they’ll think you’re insane.” “I told you before, my name is not little red,” I said through my teeth. “It’s Vaelora.” “I know,” he said and paused to stare at me quietly. “Do you know what it means?”

Every time I see a missed call or a text from her, my mind would go blank and she would fill it up to the brim, pushing her way into every corner, her light spilling into every dark nook and cranny inside me. Just as how my dick overfilled her tight puss—. Vale’s hand rested on my shoulder as he lowered to whisper, “It’s all done. The second we reached the Blood Moon Mansion—.” “I’ll meet you there.” I gripped the phone tightly, still not ready to let go. To end things. And Vale grabbed my wrist, pressing down the lifeline underneath in a blood-thirsty glare. “You are NOT backing out now!” He hissed. “Not this time.”

Pine needles and frost. Draven bolted upright, the midnight blanket ripping away as he threw himself to the opposite side of the mattress. His golden eyes flared a terrifying, turbulent amber, his claws instinctively extending as he looked down at the space beside him. Valerie lay there, propped up on her elbow, her midnight-black hair spilling over his pillows. She looked entirely unbothered by his sudden, lethal movement, a mocking, intimate smile playing on her lips. "Good morning, Alpha," Valerie purred, her smoky northern accent cutting through the quiet room like a knife. "I must say, the stories about southern Alphas don't do you justice. You certainly know how to welcome a guest."

I closed my eyes and took a nap for a while because I had to wake up last night first. Who can sleep so well when you are immersed in its wide chest and you can feel its hard pandesal in the body. Until I didn't realize that I was already sound asleep. STEVENSON Earlier I was awake and went to sleep because I wanted to freely observe Andrea's appearance on my chest. I'm still dizzy from what happened and I also don't know how I got to this room. But I only noticed one thing about him even though he was just awake, he was still beautiful. I continue to be attracted to it even more, even when I first saw it for the first time, others were beautiful. The beauty queens I see on television s

Chapter 37: The Gift DAMIEN’S POV I never slept a wink all night. I spent my entire night in the study as I paced from one point to another thinking about my next move. The study stayed dark around me with the broken glasses I’d created in my anger glittering on the floor like stars fallen from a dead sky. The moonlight shifted across the walls, slowly and mockingly as if it was counting down the hours until I had to face what came next. Valek prowled inside my head restless and furious growling low every time Anya’s voice echoed again:

A tall figure stood at the foot of my bed, reeking of alcohol. In an instant, I was dragged back into that nightmare. But this time, I wouldn’t be afraid. The moment Winson appeared, the comments surged like a flood. [Ahhh, the male lead’s finally here. That face—I'm obsessed.] [Not just handsome, he’s got insane stamina too. Seven times in one night. She’s living the dream.] Seven times in one night? What did that make me? A sex doll?

I'll give you the courtesy to complete the debt and get out, with the caveat that you can't say anything because everyone dies," he specified, and I felt my lungs tighten. The threat worked. A tall, white woman with slight Asian features and black hair, dressed in a silk robe and stilettos, greeted me. He smoked fearlessly and saw me from head to toe. "Is this the auction girl?" He asked. "Yes, it will be auctioned before the virgins.” I closed my eyes to what I was hearing. "Well, we'll have to be careful because the raids on the kingpins haven't stopped," he said and with his eyes he kicked him out of the place, when he left, he inhaled roughly, threw his head back and asked straight to th

Unwillingly he nods his head and steps out of the room quietly. The sounds of water splashing and cold air blowing were all that could be heard in the silence of the night. Daniel was quietly standing staring at the Fontaine Archangel Michael and the devil – this fountain held a special place in his heart because during his stay whenever he felt low, he would come here and by looking at the fountain, he would get his hope back that good always wins over evil. Daniel closed his eyes and all he could think was about Rania – he liked her more than any woman he ever liked before. Daniel took a deep breath to calm his mind and turned to look at the woman who was behind his restless mind, but she