“Get it operational again, that’s an order, Oliver” Nathan instructs him.
“Sure thing, your majesty” Oliver replies bitterly and the screen goes dead.
“We all hunger, but I say patience.” Okarg growled, showing his disgust for Malach plainly. “Gather strength. And then we hunt as a pack, bring down the most we can and feast all night.”
“We want to feast now.” One of Malach’s females snarled and crouched low as if to leap into the air.
“Could you really stand up to them?” Rebecca asked.
Mr. Crocodile leaned back and closed his eyes. “Torinre was right when she said the Khairataw cannot infiltrate the priesthoods of the old gods. They are not stupid and the gods don’t like such disloyalty. Although he is strongest in Crocodilopolis, Sabik is not a god to be challenged lightly.” His eyes flashed open. “And neither are his priests.”
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"I know, but I got used to having someone else in bed. It feels so much colder without anyone there," he said, his voice already drowsy.
Taeyong blushed and shifted back against him, carefully placing his hand over Daehyun's. "It's cold because it's February, Yeobo," Taeyong whispered, fluttering his eyes closed when he felt Daehyun nuzzle his nape, and smiled.
'You're not that impressive,' she taunted. He had a big enough head, and she was not about to contribute to that.
'Then you haven't been watching closely. That's fault number one.'
“Touch me like this again and I will punch you even if my knuckles break into pieces,” Sierra ominously warned that Josh quickly pulled his hand away from her shoulder.
“Sorry,” he sincerely apologized then leaned back on the stacked up pillows. “I got carried away.”
"This isn't right! This is my find, this is my way out."
The fairy rolled her eyes. She grabbed my arm and the bear-shifters let me go. Her touch wasn't cold nor was her palm sweaty, but I wanted to chop that arm off. It felt like shackles. Before I could do anything, she spoke: "And this my way to a promotion. See you later, Millicent."
As she teleported us out of there, I heard Millicent release a scream of anger and the unmistakable sound of glass shattering.
“The video footage of the day shows that at 1.23am, you with your daughter on your back first jaywalked across the road, potentially endangering others. Then, at 1.34am, you aggressively pushed past an old lady who was blocking your way in a narrow alley, causing her to stumble and fall. Finally, at 1.45am, you lashed out at the doctor and nurses in the hospital, accusing them of not saving your daughter in time. Do you agree?”
The defendant mouthed a silent “yes”.
“I am innocent.” She heard one of the prisoners plead.
“So they all say.” Nesmir’s response to the ragged man echoed inside her head.
- I tell you, he indeed was my brother.
- Bullshit! I saw your mother mating with my father that season.
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“The world of New Genesis will flicker out… from existence…” Steppenwolf muttered.
“That’s the idea, right?”
“ahhhh… many people with huge muscle and redhead hair~ it must be Ploniere Clan. it’s been a while I didn’t see them in 6 months ago when I went to Saphire Kingdom” says Falcon casually.
“why I feel like I’m seeing a bear instead of person? How big are those knight’s muscle huh?” Gerard lift one of his brows confused.
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“What scent do you speak of?” Malach asked with a sneer. “I don’t sense any…”
“Silence, fool!” Okarg’s patience fractured. “I smell it; I smell it so much I can taste it. Remain here if you wish. The rest of you… follow me.”
“You’ve caught my attention, little bitch!” said the short individual, mockingly. “I’m Moran, from the Tribe of Kars, Son of Chief Spearman, Regals.”
“My, my,” said Rollo, light-heartedly. “Do you kiss you parents with that mouth?”
“Your name!” shouted Moran.
“You appear to know it already,” said Rollo, laughing still. “It’s Little Bitch.”
From a future chapter (#33). But I had a lot of fun working this exchange. 
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“You’re good” Felix complimented as he beamed while resisting Baldmund’s nonstop punches.
“Don’t get cocky!” Baldmund launched a strong hit that made Felix’s pushed back after resist that strong attack from Baldmund.
“I hear the Water Dragon’s Palace is beautiful, but his cave is even better.”
“Wait! Are you saying you’ve been to a dragon's cave?”
“No, but really... thank you for tonight, it was like...” January's thoughts trail away as she can't even blink with their eyes locked together.
“Like a great first date?” Dakota finishes her sentence. Her smile changes, leans toward something January can't quite put her finger on.
“Really, Sylva?” he says, gesturing to the pile of smoking metal he has spent the past hour digging through. “Our sentinel is toast, our mechanic just quit, and I’m pretty sure the fumes from the fire gave us all brain damage. On top of all that, we lost the championship. In what way could this whole situation have gone any worse than the way it did?”
Sylva shrugs, the smile sliding from her face. “Well, someone could have died.”
“If you smile at me, I might tell you more about the beauty of AT4/37.”
AT4/37. The site where they had fished all these relics out. First discovered in 1924 and being rediscovered from time to time, for shits and giggles. If the archeologists were to dig everything out at once, they would be left jobless quick enough. They never messed with their bread and butter.
And what was that bullshit?! Smile at him?! The fact they’d had sex on the very table Anna was seated at (among other uncomfortable places) did not make her his object. The sun must have gotten to his head. He imagined himself some Hūna noble and her his concubine?! She jerked her head away. Kessler was messing with her, Anna knew. Knowing did not imply that she wasn’t getting pissed though.
“Unless you have something for me, get the fuck out. I am working, unlike you.”