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“She has offered backdoor deals to many artists, eh? Let’s see who in the X Entertainment has the best resources, and we’ll know who they are.” “Josh Batton, Jay Corben, Morty Wayna, Noah Miller, Aubrey Quinn, Charlotte White, and Dave Wilkins are the most popular artists from X Entertainment today. This is especially true for Jay Corben, Morty Wayna, and Noah Miller. They seem to have hit the jackpot with their debuts.” “I believe that Josh Batton is innocent. The big boss has spent a huge sum of money to poach him from the other company, and he’s their hottest star. Georgie doesn’t dare to touch him. As for the others… Well, well…”

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“Hardly, Brandi. Nick needed a woman, not a damn girl who kept him acting like a little kid! He needed someone who could show him that teasing fans with his stupid hip movements or the slight tease of skin by lifting his shirt was so over played! That he needed to man up and start being the singer that he could be. Than again, he needed way better fans than what he has now. Little teenagers who think they are so smart. Or fans that con people into getting their own way!” “Is that what you think us fans of Nick’s do? Con people? Some of us are willing to stay up for days just to catch a glimpse of him. And for your damn information, if Nick Carter thought his fans were so bad, why wo

"You must have forgotten that your mama never gave birth to anyone after you. Last I checked, we don't share blood, and we damn sure don't share respect." Leo and Xavier chuckled darkly beside me, appreciating the verbal jab. I crossed my arms over my chest, making my body language clear: he wasn't welcome here, and this conversation was going to be short. "Why are you here, Nico? You didn't come to admire the rink or scout our practice. So cut the crap and tell me what you want. I don't have time for your games." "Well," Nico said, his smile widening into something that looked almost genuine but felt completely hollow, "I came bearing a peace offering. Something to make you smile before the

Pity flows through me for him, he has no idea what’s in store for him later. I’m almost hidden by one of the large stone pillars and from here I watch the room. Nico is by Damians side, he looks like one of the angels from the renaissance and I am most certain that he was used as inspiration for the great Italian masters. His face looks serious as he listens to whatever Damian is saying, there is a bright eyed adoring fledgling hanging from Damian’s arm looking at him like he is a god. Foolish girl. Nico’s eyes keep roaming the room and I know he is looking for me but I can not make myself move in their direction.

“With your help and your armies, stopping him would be as easy as stopping Lartes. He can’t beat all of us. You have an army that is wiser than any I have seen before. I am a half-Lycan. Xavier and Xena are full Lycans. He can’t beat everyone… He can’t beat us.” Nico was silent for a long time before he let out a sign and then he accepted what she was saying with a nod. “For you, I will turn the world upside down. I will do it. I will fight for the throne that will be yours!” he exclaimed then he turned to me. “When do we move and what’s the plan?” “I have already instructed Charles to prepare all the vessels that we have. I will captain my men, myself,” I said, and Edna moved to her backpac

"It fucken what???!" "It got in!!!", she shrieked. "Oh my God!", I yelled. The National Art world exhibition is the greatest art exhibition in the history of time, only the greatest artists ever get nominated, it's like getting nominated for Grammy! "And Nicole Anderson is going to be among the judges, she'll be there life and direct, so you'll get to meet her, and if possible you could get to meet her". Nicole Anderson has been my artist idol since I was twelve and I have dreamed of meeting her like a thousand times.

Xander replied without missing a beat. 257 Nico seemed to take that into consideration, a small smirk appearing on his face for a brief moment. 8 Still, he didn't give Xander any kind of answer. So he took that as his cue to try another persuasion technique. "Come on Dude it'll be fun! Food, Girls, Music, Blood slaves, you just leave your pet in your room so she won't get in the way of anything! It's stress-free! Come on Nico live a little!" 205 That last part threw me off a little.

Even with Nico sitting right beside me, Xanders outrage was terrifying. Nico on the other hand still looked completely disinterested. "So you came here just to convince me to go to the ball?" "I'll get on my knees and beg if I have to," Xander replied without missing a beat. Nico seemed to take that into consideration, a small smirk appearing on his face for a brief moment. Still, he didn't give Xander any kind of answer. So he took that as his cue to try another persuasion technique. "Come on Dude it'll be fun! Food, Girls, Music, Blood slaves, you just leave your pet in your room so she won't get in the way of anything! It's stress-free! Come on Nico live a little!"

Nico watched for a moment, then knelt behind her, hands spreading her ass cheeks, teeth sinking into the fleshy curve until she whimpered and arched. Handprints came next. Cole bent her over the vanity edge, palm cracking down—measured, deliberate—until both cheeks glowed hot crimson, the sting radiating deep into her core. She dripped onto the tile before he finished. Nico produced a small pot of edible gold body paint—shimmering, sweet-scented. He pushed her thighs apart on the bed, dipped a fine brush, and wrote in elegant, looping script across her lower stomach just above her mound: Vegas House Toy. The letters gleamed wet under the lights; he blew softly across them to set the pigment,