Andrew Garcia
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7
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Hearing Edward's words, Lady Daphne's cheeks reddened in a blush, "A scandal? That is one thing that I don't like either or wish to impose to you," she then whispered in a smaller voice, "But I don't mind sharing one with you," the lady smiled in a way that was meek and lovable but her charm didn't faze Edward as he watched her back without emotion. Edward moved forward, his face was close to having Daphne's face reddened further, "However I do not want to have one. With you." He made his point across…
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Far from Warine, in Hurthend, the land of vampires, a man left his room. His hair draping down around his face and he didn't bother with it. Bringing up his hand, the man wiped the corner of his lips, wiping away the trace of blood that settled there. One servant walked out of the place, when the male servant turned his body to cross path with the vampire, immediately he bowed deep down. When seeing the only son of the house raising his hand slightly to dismiss the servant then lifted his face to see…
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Back again it was Dark Sorcerer, Elise brows were pulled in a magnetic force whenever the Dark sorcerers were mentioned. How long would the dark sorcerers be satisfied before putting an end to the cold-blooded murders? asked Elise in her mind. If not for them, her family, her parents, aunt, uncle, and little brother would still be alive. Ian whose eyes had never left her noticed how anger had come in place. Elise had forgotten the power she had and anger come settled her. The fur quilt over his bed…
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Elise darted her eyes to the bed. Compared to her bed, it was large and luxurious. She had not seat on it but she could confidently assume that the bed was bouncy and soft. Her eyes then shifted to Ian again. Ian was a person with tremendous intellect. Elise knew that he had heard and remembered her words said previously on her bed of how a man and a woman couldn't stay on one bed to avoid rumors and things that shouldn't be done before marriage to take place. Still, he had offered her the side of…
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They went back not to the same window but Ian's room, stopping at the balcony. Elise took the first step to the ground. All the time she had been quiet. Even though Elise was a curious girl who could even put a curious cat in shame, with the amount of new information that should have made her inquire him tons of questions, she didn't speak. "Are you sad?" Ian asked while sitting on the rail of the balcony. He let his wings flying over the window, like a bird who was taking a rest while letting the…
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Sister Blythe didn't speak. She refused to utter a single word in front of Ian and Elise knows it was because the woman didn't allow herself, thinking that she would stoop low if she spoke with a demon. "You are hiding something about the corrupted angels, are you?" Ian asked again, "I can force you to speak if you want to." Ian had ways; although the ways would be bloody and gory which he didn't want to use for the sole reason of Elise's presence inside the room, the woman was testing his patient and…
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Elise didn't know the person she sees in front of her. What she had known when she was a child was all wrong. It never crossed in her mind before that Sister Blythe was a corrupted angel who killed Demon. And she didn't know if she leaned more to agree to Sister Blythe's act to kill a Demon or not. The fact that Sister Blythe tried to kill Ian didn't change in Elise, and that became the only thing she believed as she had seen it by her own eyes. "Sister Blythe, why did you killed the Demons?" Elise…
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Once again Elise was not sure if she had seen it right. Black shadows, almost like dogs covered the blade. She closed her eyes. The last time Elise had seen black fogs like these was on the time when she had met Martha and Lipton's Manor. But a blink made the shadows to go away. Thinking that it would be the same, she closed her eyes, opening only to see that the black dogs still settled on the blade, "Ian," she whispered Ian's name and his eyes quickly shifted at her. Ian loved the way Elise called his…
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Elise had been staying at the side of the confession box when Ian had come out and like a wind, he had shifted to the back of the confession box. Sister Blythe came out a moment after where her path was blocked by Ian. Elise walked closer, "Is it dark, Elise?" asked Ian. Despite the situation, he prioritizes her light. "Yes, a little," she answered as when she tried to look at Sister Blythe, shadows covered the woman, covering her entire features that were not helping Elise to make out the woman's…
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Inside the confession box was warm. As the place was made narrow, two candles were enough to make the place warm. The sister sat inside the confession box where the place was divided with a divided that had small holes. Sister Blythe didn't know what time it was. She pulled the small compact watch she had with her, thinking to leave if no one would come. Noting that it was still twelve, she heard a knock. A voice of a man follow after, "Sister, I wish to make a confession." Sister Blythe was…
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