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"Get Grandma's phone if you want. She doesn't usually use hers, and I have to take a lot of calls. It'd be inconvenient." "But I want to use yours," Zoe said stubbornly. "Be a good girl, Yelena…" "Don't you love me anymore?" Yelena's eyes were immediately red and wheeling with tears. And with her little pout, she looked utterly miserable. Zoe was melting right then—she knew that Yelena was just faking it, but her little girl was that good at acting. She wondered if Yelena got that from her or Jay… though it was definitely her, since Jay was no actor.

He was shot on his arm, so he wasn't dead. When our eyes locked, he looked away, and my heart cut. Yelena got up from her chair, walked up to where he was sprawled on the ground and sent a hot slap to his face. “Stop! Please stop!” My voice lowered as I spoke until I became voiceless. Yelena didn't listen and Varce was unmoved. “How dare you reject my advances for this wench?” She slapped him again, over and over as she repeated the question. She was really pissed.

She was apprehensive—she might not withstand the sun, unlike them. "Ready?" Elena turned to him, coming out of her thoughts. "Ready for what?" Vlad gave a half smile. "You can do it. Just focus and imagine. Feel your body dissolving, wings forming, and your weight disappearing." He spun in place. In seconds, a small bat was flapping its wings slowly in the air. Valkyria laughed as well, stepping closer and demonstrating once again. "Come on, little sister-in-law. It’s not as hard as it looks."

Volkov came, and her father, and Vasily, and even Vasily’s sister, who’d decided to cultivate a relationship with her niece independent of her mother’s machinations. Elena, dressed in a white dress with a small crown of flowers, was more interested in the balloons and the cake than in the attention being paid to her. She was learning to walk, taking a few unsteady steps before plopping back down, her current favorite activity. She laughed with genuine delight at simple things—the sound of paper tearing, the sensation of frosting on her fingers, the way Dmitri would toss her gently in the air.

wait I’ll search for her . Ash , “no need .. I’ll drop her” Hey girl .. come here stop blabbering—you know what you are lucky that I caught you or else you be trapped .. see men here are good by their facial features not by their nature or heart --- Elena , hey hey hey …come on lets climb there .. the sky is no were going ..what’s the hurry .. Elena kept on singing ------ Hailey ..hey dude ( John) if you are done talking then lets dance .. I’m bored

"Goddess!" the Golden Lion said reverently, breaking the atmosphere as he stepped forward. "This is the person who impersonated you and her comrade." He pointed at Bonnie and Yuri as he said that. Yalena locked her gaze on Yuri. "Why did you impersonate me?" she asked in a gentle and majestic voice. She was shocked by what she saw before her. That woman, Yuri, was not only gorgeous, but she also had unique energy which she had never come across before. She could not even ascertain whether she was a human or a fairy.

Tyler gnashed his teeth and said, "Please try something! I'd do anything just so Lia can regain consciousness!" Yelena glanced at Tyler and sighed heavily. 'I'll do my best and give it a try." "I'll get my people to prepare anything you need," Tyler offered. Yelena said, "Get the doctor to open the door. When I'm inside, you…" Yelena's gaze suddenly landed on Isaac as she was speaking. She took two extra glances in astonishment and exclaimed, "Come here, child!" "You have a pure physique, huh?" Yelena asked emotionally.

She gave him a look before she obediently bit down on the orange in his hands. Samuel chuckled and took a piece of tissue from the tissue box beside him before dabbing it against Yelena’s mouth. “Was it sweet?” Yelena nodded. She picked up a segment of the orange and gave it to him. “Why don’t you try it too?” As she watched them flirt, Joy quietly turned away and wanted to head out. “Joy!” Suddenly, Yelena called out to her. When she turned around, she saw her beckon her over.

Loved watching women suffer. Loved hearing their cries, seeing their tear-streaked faces as they begged for mercy. “Not liking it? How could you say that?” His voice was mockingly sweet. “I put so much thought into this—so much effort just for you. And now you’re rejecting my kindness?” Liam crouched down, tilting her chin up with a cruel smirk. “I’ll ask one last time. Do you like it?” Yelena forced herself to nod. “Yes…” She choked out the word, betraying herself just to survive.

"Touch her again, and I'll rip that venomous tongue right out of your fucking mouth." I grinned, teeth flashing. "Aww. Gold eyes. Adorable. Want me to scoop them out and make earrings to match your ego?" He lunged. My blade lifted instinctively, grip white-knuckled. I didn't blink. But Yelena was faster. "Isaac, no!" she snapped, catching his arm. "She's scared. She doesn't understand what's happening." "Scared?" I barked a laugh, breathless. My fingers trembled, but I kept the knife up, aimed straight for them. "I'm not scared, you rhinestone witch!"