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Lily asked. “Like Voldemort, he put pieces of his soul into objects so he could live forever. Evil fucking bastard, with his snake head.” Cyrus explained. “So, you’re actually turning Lily’s beautiful story into a kid’s story about a wizzard villain?” His mate April asked, rolling her eyes at her Cyrus. We all laughed. Cyrus always had a movie or song lyric to quote to explain a situation. “It’s not like Harry Potter. You can’t resurrect us using our grandkids.” I said, which made Cyrus’ eyes grow wide.

I explained that Nevi gave me some education, but I doubted if it was as in depth as it could have been. He nodded. “To put it briefly, there are good vampires and bad vampires and then some good vampires with a smidgen of bad in them and bad vampires with a smidgen of good in them. The good vamps with the little bit of bad in them struggle daily to keep it subdued. The bad vamps with a little good in them are just not as bad.” He shrugged. “You don’t know what you’re up against until you stand before them.

I Have worked for him all my life like I was so jobless to do so, he locked me here all my life and away from everyone. He promised them that he would bring my family to me but he never did or cared about them. He destroyed everything I had and just in days, they crumbled before me. He didn’t have any right to assume the throne because he didn’t deserve it. He was a killer, a liar, and a foolish traitor. My people, my blood, and my houses and home all went down because of his greed. Then they say witches and wizards are wicked and sneaky and yet no Werewolves are the worst set of creatures. They were heartless and they barely cared if their actions cost others.

he sighed. "Why?" I asked softly. "Some loves are epic, some are toxic and some aren't ever ment to be. Viola is a little insane and Sebastian he tends to light the fuse on her insanity rather then make her better. I imagine your mate makes you a better person Viola's mate Sebastian makes her a worse person. He makes her want to be evil like her father for some reason Sebastian is her darkness." he sighed. "He is her addiction and no matter how many times we rehab her she relapses back to him. That is the only way I can describe it."

“So.. you have an aunt?” Violet licked her lips, “That was before I awakened.” “Don't confuse yourself, Violet. Associating yourself with mortals doesn't make you weak.” “Excuse me?” “To me, it seems you're going through an identity crisis. You don't want to associate yourself with Violet because she was weak and was easily killed, you also don't want to associate yourself with your true essence.. kind, loving, a protector of the weak because your past lover, Baddley took advantage of you. You just want to be seen as a god because gods are associated with power, immortality and flawlessness.”

Vadam hisses. “I came here to claim what is rightfully mine, and I really don’t give two fucks if I’m an abomination or not.” Zedkiel snarls, his voice seething with anger. “You are not fit to be king, Vadam. I don’t care about being a pureblood, because hybrid, vampire, or werewolf… I know that I will still be the better leader than you ever will!” “Never, you fool!” Vadam spits before turning to the others. “Kill them! You will be rewarded!”

I said before letting go of her hair, I got no reaction from them so I walked away. That’s what you get fucky bitch! No one stopped me because even Vlad was natameme. I can’t understand why until now he is still angry with me. All of that is past. It’s a pity his name is Vlad, just like a vampire but he is a monster. I will prove that I am right! I will fucky prove them wrong. This is not addiction, more like adoration. I’m not insane… my father did not die because I’m insane.

I try to reason with her. She started to bust out in laughter, which left me confused about what was so hilarious. "We... There's no, we. I am not and never will help out that ugly creature again. Just because he's a black vampire doesn't mean he's a good being. I love my beautiful and amazing race, but not all of them are kindhearted. There are a few bad apples in our race, and David is certainly one of them. He had plenty of opportunities to change, but he wasted it." She goes off.

Vincent said begrudgingly, and his adorable face turned red from anger. He whipped out the magic wand that Zayn bought for him as a souvenir from Universal Studios. Vincent snarled, "I'm going to use Avada Kedavra on Bad Daddy!" Larissa didn't know what to say. "That's it," she thought. Avada Kedavra was the strongest spell. Vincent had always used harmless tools like the Crawly Dust or Burpy Dust to prank others. But if he intended to use Avada Kedavra, he must've been pissed.

“Let us just stop thinking about that bitch! What we need is progress and not hearing her name nor talk about her. We have been doing that and that is what bringing us bad luck.” Vamoire had been the subject of their discourse since Hodor angrily assigned them to seek for Maridelle. To the two of them, it is not right to receive his wrath. They never had a mission and failed it nor did they give him a headache in their entire existence. It is Vamoire who made the mistake and who took careless measures against them; she underestimated their former prisoners. “Shit!” Yes, he said not to talk about her, but he can’t make her and her stupidity out of his thougths. “If only that bitch is not valu