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*Slash! Mirozlav, still speaking in a relaxed tone, swiftly grabbed the sword from the table. His movements were slower than Gabrielle's Air Sword flick, but what she had slashed turned out to be a mere reflection on a thin sheet of ice. As Gabrielle turned around quickly, she saw reflections of Mirozlav wielding a sword from various angles, blending with the backdrop of the weapons shop. *Slash* *Splish!* Gabrielle cut through the ice that created those images, but Mirozlav's image became even more intricate, like a kaleidoscope.

' This could only mean one thing, Sia has regained her memories and lost her soul in the process' ################

An unknown ID. ‘This is your last chance. Make your decision now or regret it forever.’

“Chris is going to meet us on the back porch for dessert. There is Lemon Blueberry pound cake and apple caramel pie.” “I love blueberry pound cake.” Sophie states getting up from her seat. We make our way to the back porch to have our dessert. I am walking next to Ireland playing with Olivia who is in her arms. Sophie has her arm through mine walking alongside me laughing at the exchange. We have all exited the back door on to the porch when a loud growl rips through the ear “MINE!!!” I instinctively pull Ireland and Olivia behind me away from Chris. I get into a fighting stance as he takes a step toward us becoming angry over his claim of my mate and child. Ireland puts her hand comfortably

That is his way of life. "That’s Carter Horaze Villaraza." Sancha said this while secretly pointing to a man next to Zeeve. He appears to be cold and intimidating! His hair was neatly cut, and his defined cheekbones and concrete jaw stood out while he chewed his food. “Auxel Ryder Gallego.” My gaze was drawn to the other guy next to Carter; he looks so fine with his scythe-shaped brows and sea rover-blue eyes that are noticeable even from a distance.

Armani managed to push Dex towards the wall and grabbed Zaylee's body. "Armani lay her back there" "Sorry friend" Armani dashed out of the house. Dex's vision became bloody, he took out a bottle of wine by the counter and drank it all in a gulp. He shattered the bottle on the floor and began to pick up the pieces "Zaylee!" he yelled her name. The broken glasses had injured his skin and blood gushed out. "Zaylee!!" he yelled her name louder this time. He managed to get up but got his foot sliced by a bigger piece of the broken glass

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I just regained my senses when I saw my husband, Kyle Cromer, sitting beside me with a bottle of water in his hand. "You've been asleep for a while, Sylvia. Here, have some water," he said, unscrewing the cap before offering it to me. In the past, I might have been touched by his thoughtfulness. But now that I experienced death and just got a second chance at life, I questioned everything. When I was eight months pregnant in my past life, Kyle abruptly insisted on taking me back to his hometown to give birth. He claimed his mother could take care of me and forced me onto a high-speed train that would take seven to eight hours.