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Jet black feathers adorned him and they all shimmered gallantly under the sun, making Hanji feel lucky and proud of Rai. Patting his neck, he quickly sat on it's back, ignoring the sharp pain he felt on his pelvis. "Let's go Rai. Let's go find Grandfather's apprentice." ❇❇❇ The red ruby was flaring. It was glowing brightly in his pockets and was emitting heat that almost burnt his right hand when he attempted to touch it. It was a charm given by his magician friend that lives in the Pacific. It warns the holder from malicious intent and desires. This ruby had saved him from a couple of scammers and troubles, but it never was this coruscant before. It would only glow a bit, like a pulse of re

"Okay. Why did Mr. Oko kill his wife?" "He found out that she was a friend to his arch enemy," Tina said. "She had nothing against his enemy and they were like best of friends. When Mr. Oko found out, his anger got the best of him and he strangled her to death with his own hands." "Biko, tell me," Chinyere whispered, "what was the name of this his nemesis?" Tina struggled to remember the man's name, "I think it was... Something like Ad-Adim something Awaziem."

I wasn’t a fan of theft, but my hand’s literally itched to take possession of that one shirt that will no doubt give me unexplainable satisfaction. HOLD IT!.. We all find our guilty pleasure in a variety of different things, and mine undoubtedly is everything linked to anime. Thus I reach out to it, not to steal it but to have a better look at it. However, as I lay my hand upon the wall or so I thought, what seems to be a flat rectangle plate emerges from nowhere. It bore a book on top that resembled a diary. Curiosity taking the better of me, I lift my right hand as I reach out for it. Holding a firm grasp on it, I sit criss-crossed on the floor, making myself comfortable and ready to obtai

It's just some random number. *Hello, sweetie!* It says. Probably some drunk slut who hit the wrong number. As I want to delete this I get another text. *It's me, Monika. Don't dare to ignore me!* She texted. How the hell did she get my switzgerman number? ... (to be continued)

* * * James parked his car in front of an uncompleted building near a river at the outskirt of the town,he alighted from his car and entered the building without hesitating and that was because it was not the first time he's visiting the location,few hours later he came outside holding a black leathered bag,the contents in the bag are not seen,he dropped the bag in his car and starts the car engine again but instead of him heading back to town he took another direction which leads to the border. He was to deliver the contents in the bag to one of their dealers,he stopped the car engine and makes a call before alighting from his car,he gave the bag to a man

I'd never be the same because of him and if I saw him again I would kill him. I walk through the dark woods making sure to make as little noise as possible. Eventually, I get to a road. A car races down the road and I could smell the fuel a mile a way. He was swerving like a drunk. Then, before I even knew it, it all went black.

I tilted my head. Manor rolls up the right sleeve of his uniform and flexes the muscle as soon as he does a dim blue light that appears on his arm in the form of words. " Version 4. 1 The perfect product if you're in need of secretly gathering information and stealing items. With extraordinary swordplay skills to keep you safe, along with charming skills to charm anyone out of anything, he's also programmed to recite a poem every now and then to keep him mysterious and out of this world dreamboat.

the woman said with a wide, unnerving smirk that made me want to rip it right off her face. Flaring my nostrils, I spat at the woman, but she stepped back and shook her head unimpressed. "And there you go, a rogue in her natural form," she said in a mocking tone, her lips curling back. "A bitch." "Why am I here against my will?" I snapped. "You stole from us and you're a rogue," she said. "I stole from humans and since when is it a crime to be a rogue?" She stepped forward and grabbed my hair, before pulling my head back. "You're not allowed to talk back, Mutt!"

“An antique phone? This type of phone was manufactured about ten years ago. How did she use it? It still looks quite new, even though it doesn't use cases, tempered glass, scratch-resistant, colorful like young people. Just press the power button. The phone interface immediately appears. Image of a fat lazy cat, stretching out to bask in the sun. Could this be the soul of a young woman in her youth in the guise of an adult woman? Perhaps her youth has passed. Looking back, regretting the naive, stupid things before. The man had prepared his mind in advance, used hacker skills, broke into the protected locked floors, the phone only needed a few seconds to be finished. He never thought he met

VENDETTA ( Love of Darkness or Night) Written by: Authoress Ricky Genres: Action , Erotica , Drama TEN I grabbed his hand and with as much strength as I could muster, I pushed it away from my thigh. The sound of my underwear snapping back into place didn't go unnoticed as he chuckled darkly.