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He started going. “And where do you think you’re going?” asked princess Zuba “I am walking away; we don’t belong together” “I was going to kill you, or turn you into a vourdalak”, she told him. “But no, you will live; I have marked you with my bite”. She started crying with one eye. When Jason saw this, he returned and embraced her. He checked her face, and embraced her again with tight grip. The two were locked for some moments.

Harper followed his finger, her stomach tightening with dawning comprehension. A third distribution center had quietly changed from green... to amber. Nobody in the room had noticed—until now. Ethan drew a slow breath, the weight of what came next evident in his posture. "If nobody intervenes..." Ethan warned, his voice remaining calm though something urgent flickered beneath it. "...the algorithm will save East..." He paused, letting the silence stretch just long enough to hurt. "...by sacrificing the rest of the network."

But, unfortunately, those three idiots were not able to get close to him because their bodies had burst like bubbles. “What a magnificent view,” Zach muttered as he took in his surrounding. “If only there were ten of them.” He added absentmindedly. If they were ten, the road would be washed with their blood. That would add perfection to the scenery. Zach then turned around to continue his walk. He felt elevated after dirtying his hand. Yet, he was still thirsty for more blood, more violence. His heart was pumping, asking him to hunt more. Then, just when he was about to run, the faint aroma of Nevea hit his sense, and like a dog, he followed it obediently.

He threw away all the file on his table and smashed the laptop on his table on the ground. He so confused and don't even know what to do. The echo of the things he was destroying attract the zombies and they started banging at his door. "Please you guys should just go away I can't open the damn door, so just leave there please" Those zombies still banging the door until the door was broken and they all rushed in and devour Xang fang. ******************** Zhang Wei was still in the club don't know what else to do, he was asking God for forgiveness maybe it's because of sin, that is why the world is changing. He was so confused about what is happening.

" Zachary was seated on the single-seated couch. I could see him crumpling up the corner of the newspaper in his hand. "The Southclaw Pack?" He didn't even bother looking up as he said, "They live in the wetlands, and they always smell of mud. Tanya would never be able to stand it." "You're just being prejudiced against them!" Mom exclaimed with a frown. "Liam is a promising young lad!" I stood on the final step of the stairs and recalled how aloof and distant Zachary had been with me just last night. A smile then played on my lips as I said, "I think it's great news."

92. Meeting Lelah Zach's POV The tips of my fingers charred with searing warmth as I hesitantly extended my hands to touch the little bundle of curiosity grazing me with an inquisitorial look. She lowered her eyes at my hands, then came up to blink her thick long lashes at me.

Sitting at a table with Kyle, Steve, Suzie, and Grayson I cannot stop myself from staring at Alpha Zac as he addresses the pack. I thought Grayson was delicious-looking, but fuck he was just a snack compared to Alpha Zac. He is built like a sex god. He was at least a foot taller than me, with chocolate brown hair that was perfectly tousled. Longer on the top, short on the sides. Piercing blue eyes, the same color as the rivers around us. A slight bit of scruff was neatly outlined on his sharp jawline. I could see every budging muscle under his dress shirt. Corded forearms were showing as his sleeves were rolled back.

Thinking of that, I didn't see them in the last days. My eyes trailed back towards him, Zachariah Diaz. He was wearing a dark blue fennel with a white t-shirt underneath. A silver chain hung around his neck. His hair looked messy, but in a good way. Dark dirty blonde curls rested just above his eyebrows. Glasses rested on the bridge of his nose making him look like an ultimate nerd. But those eyes had everything. Bright blue. A color that brought happiness. I liked the way how his eyes would slightly cinch from the corners when he laughed. The way his lips would curl up showing a dimple on one side of the face. He was gorgeous. Handsome.

My gazed lowered and Motherfuc — He had his dick pierced! There was a shiny metal on the tip of his dick and man was his dick looking like a monster. I felt him twitch a little under my riveted gaze but then he walked up and covered his body. “What the fuck were you thinking?” Zane growled at me in anger; as he adjusted the sheet on his body to cover it. But what the holy fuck did I just see? The shiny metal on his was driving my mind crazy even though I was hurt really bad, not too long ago.

Zahir looked uncomfortable talking about the ultimas. I wondered why he was so respectful and attached to the ultimas while he called his own parents by their names, emotionlessly. He must be hiding something. Maybe it was too personal for him to discuss with us. He wasn’t sharing his personal life in any way. It was as if he was always a spectator. “Zachar reached Phantoria’s shore where Derek’s vampire army was waiting for him. But in the army’s forefront were kids from fourteen to seventeen years…” “What!” I growled. “This is ridiculous!”