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“Supreme Sword Series: First Chapter” *BOOOOOM*

But then she mentioned the boy being quite special as he was a weredragon. “Wait, he is a what?" ”He is a were dragon.” She repeated. I had never seen a weredragon before because they were very rare and non-existent in some generations. The weredragon Aunt Joanna spoke of could be the only one of his kind. All I had heard of were dragons was how powerful and dangerous they were. One breath of theirs could melt the bones of any being. If Aunt Joanna was not a very stubborn woman, I would have advised her to change her company. I knew I would have more chance baptising a cat than telling Aunt Joanna who she should relate with.

High School Saga (Revolution of Mean) Season 1 Episode 5 Written by Dave 📝 (The deal) Author's POV Cheryl strides into the toxic high school with zero idea of what awaits her. She clad in some casual red crop top and a black denim bum shorts, along some matching black kneel length heel boots, with her lips painted red matching her outfit color. Her mouth she's chewing a gum as she catwalk in the hallway focusing on her phone and not her environment. Cheryl flips her hair mistakenly looking up to see all eyes on her, giving her the ick something is wrong.

"Everything might end tomorrow, I don't know but whatever it is I will fight for everything to get the justrice that must be served to both of them." Realizations hit her while staring at the cup of cocoa in front of her. It started with friendship that made her fall for her and the arranged marriage that went worse with her and Demir. And now she understood that not everything could be put in her hand but only for this last time that she would want to make certainties about the plan. She has to fight for the position and everything must have come on her way or else she would meet failure once more. Suddenly her brows furrowed after seeing an e-mail and when she opened it, a video was sent t

Its light sweeps the clearing, faces frozen in awe, until it settles on one figure at the edge of the circle, separated from the rest. Icarus.

She yell into my face, as I whimper on the ground, my legs weak and thick black blood flowing from between my legs. Author here! Don't forget to drop a diamond or vote for my book. Thanks.