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Everyone held their breath while they waited to see if the cure that Olga released in the human zombie’s cell was going to work. No one was more eager to see success than Kendra. She already knew about the puddle of goop that reminded Felix of vomit before he’d told them because she’d slipped out to the confines around sunrise to check on the human zombies. She’d communicated with the intelligent one and told it that they were attempting to cure it. Her heart practically broke in half when its eyes watered as if it was about to cry.

With a cry of ecstasy, I let the overwhelming tide of sensation wash over me, my entire being shaking. BOOK REVIEW PLEASE! THANK YOU!

Then, with a mocking tilt of his voice, he added, “Is there a better explanation than that, Zeke?” A low chuckle rumbled from the other side of the room, deep and menacing. “No. That’s enough for the whore to understand.” I swallowed hard, my throat dry, but the heat of Zade’s body told me he was closer now, standing over me like a predator studying his prey. “What… what are you going to do to me?” My voice trembled, betraying me. Zade crouched, so close I could feel his breath brush against my cheek. “You’re going to get fucked. Ruined. And fucked again,” he said, each word deliberate, filthy, dripping with the promise of cruelty. “Until whatever worth you thought you had is gone.”

This book is dedicated to Bukade—my awesome friend who's helped me very very much in the creation of this book, and Favour Edem, too—my first love, for taking her time to explain stuffs about Werewolves, and Vamps, and Witches to me. For all those looking into my book, Omega, which by the way is entering the ‘Mate the Alpha’ contest, I am quite optimistic that this book will be worth your time and you will enjoy every bit of it. ❤️

It was stained with a dried, dark ink—the exact same silver-black ink from the basement footprints we had seen before. I reached out and pulled the notebook from the recess. The moment my fingers touched the leather, the burning in my chest flared violently, a sharp spike of heat rushing through my veins. I gasped, nearly dropping it. "Zara? What is it?" Adrian asked instantly, dropping to one knee next to me, his hand catching my shoulder. His touch was cold and grounding, helping the sudden heat die down. "Nothing," I lied, my breath shaking as I opened the cover. "It's just... cold."

[hey guys! let's start book 3, shall we? LOl. Merry Christmas everybody! so before we begin book 3, I realized the version of Apod on Good novel (book 2) is the only one that didn't have this chapter. I must have forgotten to post it and for that I'm sorry. Whilst it will take away nothing from book 2, I feel it is essential for Character development and just a recap of some elements in book 1. Please note that the events of this chapter took place in book 2.]

she said to herself. The fourth book begins at chapter 1 in Paris. The End.

“They’ve definitely spared no expense. Fancy.” Nikola nodded appreciatively, but his expression remained subdued. “It’s nice. But it’s going to take more than new clothes and books to make this feel like home.” Zoe stepped inside, running her fingers over the soft fabrics of the clothing on the bed. A thick leather-bound book sat on top of the pile with her name embossed in silver on the cover. She opened it to find a detailed training plan for the weeks ahead, with schedules for combat lessons, strategy workshops, and magical theory classes.