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Then he rose, went straight to Mellehov, and said, “Ardun! And what art thou doing here, ruffian?” He raised his hand to seize the Targar by the collar; but in Mellehov there was such an outburst in one moment as there is when a man throws a handful of powder into fire; he grew pale as a corpse, and seizing with iron grasp the hand of Novoveski, he said, “I do not know you! Who are you?” and pushed him so violently that Novoveski staggered to the middle of the room. For some time he could not utter a word from rage; but regaining breath, began to cry, “Gracious Commandant, this is my man, and besides that, a runaway. He was in my house from childhood. The ruffian denies! He is my man! Eva, w

three months ago. Our marriage was like a well-acted movie, perfect on the outside, empty on the inside. Cipher D’Amato, billionaire, tech mogul, and coldest man alive. To the world, we were the perfect couple. In reality, I was just his shadow. I pushed the door into his study softly, and there he was as usual, his head over the desk surrounded by documents and folders, while his glowing tablet was still warm to his hand. His curly, dark hair covered his forehead. Even in his sleep, his jaw was still strained as if something was making him angry in his dream.

I didn’t do anything, didn’t bring down any fire or even move a freaking muscle because… it wasn’t some wall or something at all. It was a body. A full grown, fledged, muscular and draped in all black clothing. Pants and dress shirt. Worse, it was a man. A man I knew all too well at this point.

After the initial shock wore off, Clara felt hollow. Arguing with the man did nothing and whether or not she wanted to believe it, the evidence was overwhelming. Clara Carlson wasn't human any longer. "I'm sure you have some questions for me." The man leaned back in the chair. "What's your name? How did you know mine?" "James Bishop. Your ID was in your bag." He reached next to him and picked up the small knapsack Clara had been carrying, tossing it to her. "We were a little confused by the New York license, scared you might be a tourist."

“I will not let them touch her.” Aro inclined his head, his crimson eyes thoughtful. “You will try. But the forces she awakens are older than your strength, older than your cunning. And they hunger.” A low vibration rolled through the forest, resonating through Ryan’s bones. He stiffened, instinctively scanning the treeline, and then he saw it a colossal figure emerging from the mist, darker than the shadows themselves. Its limbs were twisted, impossibly long, each movement graceful yet unnatural. Its head was crowned with jagged bone-like antlers, and its eyes glowed a deep violet, burning with ancient hunger.

*** Unbeknownst to Sarah, the man she still loved was pulling into his apartment complex on the other side of the city, exhausted after a hectic shift. Thank God I decided to relocate closer to work, he realized. I can’t imagine driving more than ten minutes after the night we just had. He parked his truck and wearily climbed the stairs to his apartment door. Once inside, Tim kicked off his shoes, then wandered down the hall to the bathroom. Fifteen minutes later, he was standing in front of his refrigerator in his sweatpants, trying to decide whether he had enough energy left to cook himself something to eat. A random thought popped unbidden into his tired mind and set every nerve ending al

Five-hundred pages of filth turned into a weapon. The perfect Poetic justice for chasing me through the city like a deranged bloodhound. My heart hammered so hard I almost laughed. Wasn’t this the part where heroines in books pulled some badass move? Yeah, well—I was no mafia queen. I was Nova, whose emergency plan consisted of “call 911 and maybe throw stationery.” “Why are you following me?!” Her lips curled. “Why do you think?” The way she said it made my stomach flip. If only she knew how chaotic and filthy my thought process was. I’m sure she wouldn’t have asked what I was thinking at any given time.

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