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"Well ladies, Elle, these are my brothers. This one over here is Claven, then Brandon, Herschel, Marco, and our eldest brother Pierre." Each one of them greeted us. Claven is super friendly, Brandon is just cool, Herschel had that formal aura and Marco is friendly too just like Brandon and Lucian. Lastly, that man. Pierre Monteblanco, the headmaster of the Monteblanco Corporation holds authoritativeness in him. He greeted me professionally but his coal-black eyes looked otherwise. It was menacing, scrutinizing even. He looks as if he is mad over something. But why does it matter to me? Goodness, I have Cian beside me while here I am trying to solve his brother's unexpected remorse to me.

He had a dark beard and wild, black hair that reached his shoulders, his lifeless black eyes staring blankly back at them. “Who do you think he was?” Georgia asked. “I don’t know. It doesn’t matter. I kept getting glimpses of his conscience. His mind was so dark. His wolf was always in control. I could see parts of his memories. He was the one that killed my predecessor. The man behind the Lycan didn’t matter to him. It was Anubis he was after all along. Once he realized that Anubis survived through me, he’s been trying to hunt us down ever since. He would have never stopped and killed as many innocent people as it took to get to me. Whoever he might have once been, any humanity he might hav

It can't be," I start to cry, I can't help it. He is one of the bad guys, but he is also my husband and I have to side with him. "Luna, calm down, I'm begging you," he whispers as if that's going to make him stop, I can't, I just can't find peace right now. He knows what he's doing, don't worry. "I do have something to worry about, Aleksander is not made of iron, and Elmo's men are evil too," I blurt out, it's almost a growl. I hate this, this is exactly what I hate about the dark world in which Aleksander moves and part of his job is to lead it. I don't want him to die, if something happens to him I don't know what I will do.

I suddenly asked. She nodded looking up at me. “for how long have you been working here” “quite a long time now” she answered. “Then you should know about the lord” “Not really” she said narrowing her eyebrows “Lord Lesly never lets anyone know about him” “But at least you know something” I said bending down so I could look her in the eyes. “Yes” she said “At least I do know that he became the dark alpha by sorting out and killing the people who killed his parents and taking him captive”

I can feel the hellish sensation like I was being burned and tortured. "Next morning, it will be reported that one of their most trusted police officers is corrupt and a drug addict. That is what the heroic individuals who battled against the boss have been blessed with." "Would she die?" I heard another voice, but I was coughing so hard that I could feel my blood oozing from my mouth. "She will. She'll die being overdosed. She will not survive." "Why don't we just shoot it to be sure?" "It would be better if they will think that she took drugs and overdosed herself. She won't live. Let's go. Someone might come and we'll be caught." I heard their footsteps, and I can't do anything to save my

He possessed the power of healing and the water element. Malishka Miah Blackthorn (deceased) Age 25, the youngest among the three siblings. Miah was part of TAK with her brothers. Before her death, she served as the Royal Gama of the Blackthorn Clan and possessed the powers of the air and fire elements. Alexander Adrian Age 26, Rafael’s best friend. He started serving as the Royal Beta after Phoenix’s death. Other details regarding Alex will be revealed later. Vidhant Mittal

They filed in, their faces masks of varying degrees of skepticism, irritation, and hidden greed. "Mrs. Thorne," Vance said, taking his usual seat to the right of the head chair. "You're early. And you're... in Dark's seat." "No, Arthur," Iza said, her voice dropping into a low, terrifyingly calm register. She didn't sit. She leaned over the table, her knuckles white against the wood. "I’m in my seat. Dark is currently in a coma because he spent his life protecting this company from his father’s 'innovations.' I’m here to make sure his sacrifice wasn't for a group of men who can't tell the difference between a CEO and a cadaver."

"During my worst days, I went back to New York to forget Amanda. My cousin Dave Colster introduced me to his wife’s best friend. Her real name was Cynthia Moore—now known as Madam Mia. She was once close friends with Arah. Everything changed when Arah was chosen as Eagle Queen of Aerie instead of Cynthia. I didn’t know that then, so I easily gave in to her wishes. I tried to move on with her... and we ended up sleeping together. You were the result. When she told me she was pregnant, I was happy at first... until she threatened to abort you unless I agreed to her plans to kill Dave and Arah." "At first, I refused—because Arah was also pregnant with Katleah, and I didn’t want the child harmed

Walking down again into the mausoleum, the dark hallway that's not at all dangerous swallows me up again as I pass through it. It's like that dark magic that Machiv was talking about. Not necessarily dangerous, just the perception of it, I suppose. I've been somewhat scared of the dark since I was young, but gradually have come to learn through my life that it's nothing dangerous about it. Dark Magic might imply that too in it's basic concept. It's not the dark itself. It's what the dark is used by, what inhabits it, that could possibly be sinister. It's not the deep shadows themselves that want that, maybe never could want it to begin with.

The voice of a sleepy person answered. "What the hell?" Sabrina Alvarez-Lawson A.K.A Dark Lord mumbled. "I want to know what happened to MJ. Who ruined her ovary?" His voice was low and dangerous. "She's already on the run and an assassin." "Name." He demanded but in a calm voice.