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“Head to Violet Vision Media Corp.” “Yes, Mr. Larson!” Moments later, he arrived at Violet Vision Media Corp. Zayn noticed that the Violet Vision Media Corp signboard had been swapped. It was now Violet Vest Media Corp. In other words, Violet Vision Media Corp no longer belonged to Zayn. It had been acquired by someone else through shady business practices.

Nodding my brows furrowed as I stared at her, "How did you know that?" There was a long moment of silence as the luna and alpha exchanged looks before turning to face me again, "I think we're going to need something stronger than water for this conversation." Alpha Beau said suddenly running his hand through the back of his black unruly hair, they both looked nervously concerned all of a sudden and I immediately knew that they knew more than they were letting on. *** "So you're telling me that the two of you started having visions of Groban and Laya before you're alpha and luna ceremony, and you didn't even know who they were?"

I would not have that. After fifteen minutes a car pulled up in front of the building. I car I would never forget even if I wanted to. It was the same as that night over four years ago. I Instantly I knew it was him. He got out of the car. Got he is still as handsome as the last time I saw him.

I just stood there, in the secluded road, all alone as the autumn breeze caressed me gently, reaching deep into my soul. I felt like a diaspora, standing there in the strange, dark valley. Suddenly, all the colours that was in the background and melted together in a bland combination. Everything swirled as I stood there, trembling. Something bad was going to happen, I knew it. The colours that melted together, suddenly, started separating, creating a vague form of shades. Red. Black. Brown. Scarlett. It was like witnessing a mighty artwork unfold in front of me. Shades of red, brown and black diademed the canvas, yet not getting mixed together, as if they harboured misogyny.

She had heard about his father before, so if he had learnt from his father, why wasn’t he recruited by her father? She shrugged. Her father did things his own way. VVVVV “So you just turn the canister like this” Takashi showed her. And the thing was actually making a small beeping noise. She refused to be impressed. “Then wait three seconds before you throw it” and he did that, and a gas cloud filled the area he threw it to. “What does it do?” “It stuns your opponent for a while. Temporary blindness just like multiple camera flashes”. “Okay, but I’ll still choose brass knuckles over this any day”.

Opening the bedroom door I see my beautiful mate lying on the bed fast asleep so I quietly take my shoes off and climb onto the bed behind her, as I'm about to snuggle into her back and hold her she wakes up and starts to jump away, "Please don't," I say tiredly She turns to look at me and must-see how tired I look, the scowl is quickly replaced with worry "Is everything ok?" "Well no, not really, I can't get hold of the pack and Lanna just had a vision, The wars started and there's nothing I can do and I'm soo tired," I say yawning.

I almost didn’t notice him, he was standing off to the side so quiet and still he almost seemed invisible, but those eyes! 'He’s a visum?!' Valeria shrieks in my head. Val has never seen a visum before, but I told her they can easily be identified by their eyes. Eyes of electric purple with a ring of electric blue around that. They’re so intense it almost looks like the colour is moving. All I can do is nod in response to her question.

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I turned around eyes freezing when I saw him, our gazes meeting each other. Justin Star Ryder. Shoot me Dead. He stood there looking better than the cover photo’s, messy brown hair and dark eyes focused on me. I had seen those eyes a thousand times, in so many ways but when he stood there, not half dead, not on a cover of Flair Mag or Vogue, just standing there he looked ….cold. A chill danced across my spine as we held eye contact, his lips pursed in a tight line, his jaw line doing magic all by itself, dressed casually anybody could see he was the son of Robin Ryder because he definitely looked like a million buck.

“The old me always tolerated and compromised, but the new me will never again.” That night, James started changing his tactics. He appeared in my life as a suitor, sending flowers and gifts, each day different from the last. At first, it was bouquets and handmade chocolates. Later, he sent gifts related to hobbies I had mentioned in passing. His intention was obvious—he was trying to win me over and re-enter my life. “Tess,” he said, standing in front of me, shameless. “Since you said we’re no longer married, and you’re single now, I have the right to pursue you, don’t I?”