Elizabeth Jones
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As I struggled against their grip, I couldn't help but think back to when Vincent had saved me from a similar situation a few months ago. He had been my hero, and I had been grateful beyond words. But this time, he was nowhere to be found, and I was on my own. My mind raced as I tried to come up with a plan. Maybe if I could distract them, I could break free and run. But before I could even think of a plan, one of the men reached for my waist, and I could feel his rough hands on my body. "No!" I…
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After sharing a good laugh, Nathan asked Vincent if he could stay with him, but Vincent politely declined. He had made a promise to Evangeline to find one of the missing pieces of his medallion. He was hesitant about following her at first, but he changed his mind after realizing that it could make him stronger. In return, she had promised to keep a close eye on Nathan's Family safety and assign multiple vampires to guard them in the shadow. Though the Organization behind Wayne Corporation…
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The two friends found a private space to talk within the vast space of Wayne Mansion, so Vincent's sudden appearance went unnoticed amidst the grandeur of the estate. The maids simply dismissed him as just another one of Nathan's friends, unaware that he was the very same boy who had once played in these halls. But Vincent had changed, and not just in his physical appearance. He exuded a newfound confidence and elegance, his striking features drawing the eyes of those around him. But for Nathan, he…
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"I want to know the truth about me," Vincent said firmly. Although he was initially angry with her, he couldn't help but sense her genuine concern for him. As he looked at her expression, his emotions gradually began to settle. Evangeline let out a heavy sigh, realizing that she could no longer delay the inevitable. She had hoped to buy more time, but Vincent was not one to be easily convinced when he set his mind on something. The truth had to be told, no matter how difficult it may be. As she looked at…
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Six months had passed in the blink of an eye, and Fir lay still on the farmhouse floor, his breathing slow and controlled. But suddenly, a gunshot rang out, aimed directly at his head. Bang! With lightning-fast reflexes, he managed to dodge the bullet with ease. He may not be as fast as before, but he was already calculating the bullet's trajectory before it even left the gun's barrel. "Excellent job, Fir," William praised with a smile, a clear sign that he had come to respect his student…
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Inside the bar, the air was thick with the scent of whiskey and brandy. The atmosphere was dimly lit, except for the stage where a handsome man with features that could humble any mortal was playing a grand piano. His eyes were dark as the void, and his hair was a deep black that looked like it was filled with darkness. The melody he played was enchanting, and it filled the room with a certain charm. Despite the emptiness of the bar due to the late hour, the man continued to play the piano as if he…
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William led Fir into the dimly-lit barn. "Welcome to your real training grounds," He chuckled as he shut the door, engulfing the place in darkness. "I can't see anything " He muttered to himself; his eyes were useless in the pitch-black darkness of the barn. Without his supernatural powers to guide him, he was like a blind man stumbling around in the dark. "Swoosh. " He heard a sound and before he could react, he was hit by a fist that sent him crashing to the ground. Pain shot through his cheek…
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The sun was high in the sky, casting its warm rays on the rolling hills and vast fields that stretched out before them. William stood tall and confident, his eyes scanning the horizon as if he was searching for something. He followed closely behind him, his eyes darting back and forth between the old man and the vast expanse of land before him. He couldn't help but feel a sense of awe as he took in the beauty of the countryside. As they walked, William began to speak again. "You're probably…
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William noticed the look on Fir's face and let out a low, gravelly chuckle that echoed throughout the room. "Kid, never underestimate your elders," he chuckled. "Don't think that just because you're young and powerful that you're invincible." Fir's ego was hit by the insinuation. "I'm not underestimating you, but I know how strong I am," he replied, his voice laced with a hint of defiance. He remembered how easily he took care of those werewolves. So he doubted that this old man would be stronger than…
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Fir woke to the sound of his phone ringing. He groggily stretched his legs and walked over to the window to open up the curtains. "What was that weird dream?" he muttered to himself, rubbing the sleep from his eyes. The dream was hazy, but he knew it was important. Unfortunately, he could only remember some of it. Glancing at his watch, he saw that it was already 6:00 am. It had been days since he discovered he wasn't human, but he'd adjusted quickly. Knock knock. He heard a knock on the door and…
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