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She stopped just when her hand made contact with the door knob. “Alpha Isabel Martinez” she replied in a voice that wasn’t hers.

When the battle began, he entered the battle area, and he saw a little girl who had entered the area just like him. Joon Woo just smirked when he knew that his final rival would be a girl. He was sure that he could beat her easily. The girl is named Song Hyang. While Joon Woo looked at her with a mocked face, she just stared at him expressionless. The battle just somehow started and they fight each other. Joon Woo tried to hit Hyang. He didn't care if she was a girl, all that he needed was to win the battle. But the more he tries to hit her, the stronger she becomes. They fight each other, and Hyang becomes the winner in the end.

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THIRD PERSON POINT OF VIEW NINE HUNDRED YEARS AGO When the Goddess cried from heartbreak, a single tear fell to the earth, and where it landed, a beautiful white flower bloomed. As the flower opened, a baby with striking red eyes and a petal mark between her brows lay among the petals. Since she was born from the petals, she was named Blood Petal. Years later, having grown into a woman in her twenties, she sat by a waterfall gazing at her reflection in the surface of the water, her fingers dancing lightly over the surface before she swiftly snatched a large fish from the stream.

the someone cut me off. "Her name is Annabelle Siromani, my daughter."

Emre had a small smile on his face. “Here,” Zerrin presented the wine to Emre with a flourish, “This is for you, for inviting all of us” He smiled at her, “Thank you,” “It’s a chardonnay, let’s open it up” Was she into Emre? It seemed possible. The two catty girls with the rhyming names, Pelin and Zerrin, both after boys tangled up in my life. Oh hell. This trip was turning into a soap opera pretty fast.

I walk to the table at the edge of the field and take a seat gladly as I breathe in the sweetness of the flowers. “Right, so the story. Well it starts with a young girl who was in love with a boy. Her name was Io and the boy’s name was Draco. She was the daughter of a paddy field worker and he the son of a general. The Generals were a big thing in Japan so you can think of him as the son of a billionaire. Any way when they met he immediately begin courting her only to later find that he has been promised to another” She begins. I turn in my chair to face her trying to absorb everything that I can.

Hana asked the woman in the bed before her. “I’m sorry, who are you?” The blond woman asked, realizing she didn’t even know her own name. “Do you not know who you are? What’s your name?” Hana asked with worry. “I____I don’t know. It’s all a blank.” The woman stated, shaking her head as if it could jog her memory back. “You are Camila. You are one of the staff here in the Flowing Sword Sect, a slave, and if it weren’t for me, you would have been at the bottom of the cliff after you ran away.” Hana said, looking at the woman

“You’re not the one I came for.” Her eyes drifted. Past Sang-woo. Past Soo-ah. And locked on Devin. “You,” she whispered. “Hello again, Ji-hwan.” Devin didn’t move. Didn’t speak. But his hands curled into fists. “You remember me,” she said, stepping forward. “You remember the cage. The lab. The fire.” Soo-ah took a breath. “Who is she?” Devin’s voice was like gravel. “Her name was Hana. She was the last child the Seraphim project experimented on. She was my—”