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Holding him by the arm, I asked gritting with so much concern. “I’m fine.” He muttered casually removing my hand from his arm. “Don’t mind me, we still have to take care of that creature, whatever that is.” “What is that?” Soraya looked disgusted by the presence of such devil. “Diwata said it’s a winged-ghoul, some sort of a flying vampire than can sever its upper torso from its legs.” I replied basically telling her what Diwata just explained earlier. “What happened?” Idris groaned talking to Soraya.

Maybe this guy is a quack? Deciding to see what he says, I click on it and the response pops up. It reads, "You can't out run it. It loves games, especially hide and seek so whatever you do, don't try to hide. When she catches you, she will make sure that you and your soul will never be seen again." Hitting respond, I email him back. "My soul? Is that what she did to me? Do you know what it is called?"

What comes out of the opened door are two enormous males that I am familiar with, Alarick and Convel. “Now, time to speak.” Alarick closed the door and both of them sat on the edge of the bed. “About what?” I am still clueless and nervous, but I will not let my nervousness get in the way. “You being a sanguis,” Convel answered. I tilted my head and looked at them suspiciously. “What is sanguis? We do not have that in the human dictionary.” They exchange glances before looking at me again. “You remembered nothing last night?”

Edzar's father. Ariesta Collison is a beautiful princess with a unique face. It stands at 170cm, the figure most women dream of, weighing just 48kg this month due to post-traumatic stress. Her exotic yellow skin has become even more pale since he's been living like a vampire for months. Sunscreen. It still hums from its thick lips.

Although I still see him, King Alword in my dreams haunting me. Am 18. Neither tall nor short, have long black hair, blue ocean eyes, pink lips and possess a super power. I have the ability to heal anything. Cool right??. I checked the time on my phone screen and sigh, i don't wish to be late. I tossed away the blanket from my body and stood up, I head towards my bathroom and had a nice bath. The warm running did a really good job on my skin. After bathing, I cleaned myself with my towel and applied body lotion. I got dressed in my favorite blue bib jumpsuit and white sneakers, I packed up my hair in a high ponytail before I glanced back at the mirror. Yeah am ready.

Her words pulled me back to reality. See-er is a type of medius who could see ghosts but could not hear and feel them. Medius who could hear the ghosts are called hee-er while those who could feel them are called fee-er. I was capable of the three and I don’t know what type of medius I am or what I am called. “You know what this place is creepy.” She brushed her palms against her arms. I shook my head in disbelief. She was right though but those words coming from a ghost? Just weird.

Leon panted, scanning the dim corridor as his breath came in uneven bursts. Suddenly, a faint figure emerged out of the shadows—the female ghost. Her face was blurred and indistinct, her presence otherworldly. She didn’t speak but raised a hand that glowed faintly blue, pointing silently in a specific direction. Leon froze, instinctively stepping back half a pace. But time was slipping through his fingers, and hesitation was a luxury he couldn’t afford. Clenching his jaw, he forced himself to follow the ghost’s lead.

Beatrice Wilder, or GWOTOWC, ignores me. I hand over the sheaf of papers with only the first page filled in. Beatrice looks through them, huffs, and stands to her full five-foot height from behind her desk. Her short white hair is a lie, or at least I think it is. Judging by the trickle of energy she releases, she's a shifter of an unknown lesser variety. During my fifty years of visiting the human realm, there have been many changes. This realm is now a melting pot of every paranormal creature imaginable. I'm undecided if that's good or bad. Bottom line... I prefer my own realm, where dragons are lords of land and sky. I'm just old-fashioned that way.

Mathias exclaimed, a hint of excitement and curiosity lacing his words. Mrs Fernanda's laughed echoed through the room as she started revealing the dark secrets. "You know nothing at all," she sneered mockingly, her tone filled with a mixture of amusement and disdain. "A child can't be different from her father, DIABLO (devil), VAMPIRA (vampire), HÍBRIDA (hybrid), ABOMINACIÓN (abomination). And she must die, or else she will bring death to us all, just like her father has been doing for generations."