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John stopped the car at one of the skyscrapers, similar to a huge beehive, in which many people lived. The light in most of the windows had long been extinguished, but there were still those who were awake.The man behind the wheel sighed heavily and looked at the girl sleeping peacefully in the next seat: her head turned to one side, her breathing was calm, her heartbeat was even, and her small pink lips were slightly parted. John still remembered their taste - sweet, intoxicating. He, for the first time in so long, experienced incomparable pleasure when he kissed Amy. There was a feeling that she became air for him, the meaning of life, the whole universe, the one for whom it is worth living and fighting.The man smiled as he watched the girl. Beautiful, yes, very beautiful: only her hair is worth something - almost red. A living fire that does not burn, a fire that can give warmth, a fire that caresses and warms. Yes, Amy, you are fire. My fire, the man thought, smiling again.How
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- Cyrus lied, Black. Bjorn died not from the paws of wolves, but from his hand.John stared blankly at Red.- The head killed our friend to save you.- Wait, what are you talking about? - the man's voice suddenly hoarse, because of which he immediately took a sip of water from the brought glass.- That's what I say.Redward took out his cigarette again and lit it nervously. Taking a long puff, he whispered softly:“I replayed our conversation with you many times in my head, imagined how I would tell you about the death of our comrade, how I would throw out what had accumulated over many years, but everything turned out to be much harder,” the man looked into John’s eyes again. “The night the battle happened, I was badly wounded and lost a lot of blood, but Bjorn was still alive and quite healthy. I saw you fight like hell, slashing wolves right and left, and how Cyrus's arrival distracted you, which was a fatal mistake, Black. If you had not been distracted, then the Beast would have
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- I don’t know how, but I have to think of something, because he has in his hands the one that is now dearer to me than my own life.- Have you found your Layara? - Redward even leaned forward a little to look into the eyes of John, who slightly covered them.- Yes, Red, I found my true one, - the man smiled, imagining the face of a girl with incredible emerald eyes.- I have no words, because for the Hunter to find Liara... well, I don't even know... It's almost impossible to survive the explosion of an atomic bomb, while being at the very epicenter of the explosion. After all, Liara can give birth to a true Hunter, who does not need to go through a rite to receive the Gift, he will already be born with him. Such a Hunter will be different from all those who, unlike him, have passed this very rite. Strength, dexterity, hearing, sight and even magic, which the Elders who have lived for many centuries use to learn how to use it and completely subjugate the rest. It is a huge rarity whe
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- Could not. I really couldn't, John. All that I could afford myself was to invisibly follow you so that I would not be suspected of anything, and as soon as the opportunity arose, I would immediately come to your rescue, which, however, I did. I knew that Cyrus was up to something, but what - I found out only today, and even then not completely. He doesn't particularly like to let the Hunters in on his plans. What's on his mind, only he knows. But I found out about the girl shortly before her abduction."How do I know you weren't sent?" John squinted, taking a small sip of coffee.- Nowhere. I'm just asking you to trust me, like in times past.Sadness flickered in the man's eyes. Longing for the old past, where the three of them - Red, John and Bjorn - were like one family, ready to stand up for each other, turn their backs or a strong shoulder, but now ..."It won't be easy, almost impossible," John replied wearily, leaning back in his chair and closing his eyes.- You said "almost"
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Another terrifying blow followed, after which the angry voice of the leader of the Night Shadows sounded:- Black, damn bastard, open it now, I know you're here, I can smell your lousy cologne! If you don't open it now, I'm going to blow the damn door off its hinges!- So what do we do? I'm assuming they're the ones you, John, stole the girl from. I'm right?Black nodded in the affirmative and headed towards the hallway.- Damn, as luck would have it, I forgot the blades in the car, - cursing softly, he went to the door. - What do you want, Jack? - this time the voice of the man sounded harsh and confident."You took something that doesn't belong to you," Willow's voice sounded distinctly angry. His voice trembled slightly from barely contained anger. - Give me back the girl."Here you go," John chuckled, looking at the Western Clan wolves through the peephole in the door. - Dreaming, bald dog. The girl belongs to me."Sssssssssssssssssssssssssssss," hissed Jack, furiously exposing hi
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Darkness. Around pitch darkness and absolute silence. "Where the hell am I, and what the hell happened?" Thoughts were confused in my head, not allowing me to concentrate, and there was also a smell of dampness and mustiness.Amy tried to move, but for some reason her body refused to obey her, and there was also a feeling that she was tied.Dampness. Mustiness. Very close, probably a few steps away from her, something drips, like water on a stone and cold floor, but the girl was not completely sure of this.“Hey,” she called softly, but in response she heard only an echo that reflected her voice from the walls of this strange room. - Is there anyone alive here?Again an echo, and then again a deep silence, absorbing all sounds around. Silence that absorbs life itself.Unpleasant goosebumps ran down Emily's back, it seemed to her that something was coming. Something bad and very, very dangerous. The sensation made the hairs on her skin stand on end, and cold perspiration appeared on he
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“Perhaps,” he nodded, smiling only with a corner of his lips, his eyes remained all the same impassive and cold. - But not now, a little later. As long as I need you. By the way, are you hungry? - the change of topic was so swift that the girl was slightly taken aback, opening her mouth in surprise. - If you want, I'll feed you. What do you prefer? Maybe raw meat with blood, or something cooked on fire is closer to you?- I... - Amy didn't know what to say, so she just closed her mouth, afraid to say anything at all to this strange guy.- Well, let's go upstairs, and have dinner there, - the old man smiled as if he had not just threatened her with imminent punishment. - Get up, why sit down!Amy, somehow recovering from the behavior of the Head of the Coven, carefully stood up, holding on to the damp and terribly cold wall, but still did not take her eyes off her jailer.Cyrus, with a satisfied grunt, headed towards the stairs, whistling cheerfully something under his breath.- Let's
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Imagining this sight, Amy burst out laughing and almost fell down the stairs. Wow, how did she manage to get up so fast? Probably, while her thoughts were far away, while she indulged in dreams about a man who conquered her girlish heart at first sight, her legs purposefully led her to the exit from the basement upstairs, to where the Head of the Coven of Hunters, Cyrus, had disappeared.The climb took about five minutes, maybe a little more. The legs themselves led the girl to the intended goal. The higher Emily climbed, the darker it became: the light that illuminated the entire basement was not enough to illuminate the staircase as well. Therefore, the girl soon found herself in pitch darkness.It was hard and extremely uncomfortable to walk by touch, it seemed that by taking another step, you could stumble or even step into the abyss, because you can’t even imagine where the steps will end. Maybe there will be a passage leading to the door, or maybe there is a cliff waiting for he
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Twenty years laterGirls, stop arguing! John said sternly, wearily rubbing his face with his hands. - Well, what the hell does it matter which dress you wear? You still look the same! And your dresses are the same.- What-o-o? the twins yelled in unison, looking sternly at their father. - What are you saying? Yes, they are completely different, don't you see?- Well, of course ... - John muttered, looking at absolutely identical dresses.- Dad, - Lily, one of the twins, approached the man, - dad, well, they are completely different. Look, you see this ribbon ... - John nodded, - it is beige, - the man frowned slightly, - but this one, - she pointed to another dress with the same ribbon along the edge of the bodice, - cream. So, daddy, they're different.- Lord, girls, do you care? - John sat down on one of the chairs in the sisters' room and stared sadly at these unfortunate dresses, because of which his little ones were cursing.“Ha, yes, little ones, how come,” he thought, looking l
Emily and The Wolves Epilogue
Eight months later.“Well, honey, I want to,” Emily puffed out her lips capriciously, pretending to whine, sitting on a soft sofa in Stephen Cole's living room.- What exactly? Jonathan asked, rubbing his temples wearily.- Fish! Salted... No, smoked... no, fried or... cured? I don't know, but I really want to!- My dear, my dear, the only one, my beloved, well, where can I get it for you now?- I don't know, go to the store! - the girl continued to whine, releasing a mean tear to heighten the effect.- Is it at three o'clock in the morning? But saffron, they are already all closed! Maybe tomorrow? John asked hopefully."I knew you didn't love me!" - Pouting like a hamster on a rump, Amy was offended and defiantly turned away from the man.- I love it, I love it...- What's going on here? a sleepy Steve asked as he stepped out of his bedroom, rubbing his eye with one hand and scratching his stomach with the other. - Why don't you sleep? Night in the yard, and they sit and sharpen thei
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At my last words, he grimaced as if he had sniffed a cork from vinegar: a nasty and pungent smell, by the way.- You are not my bride, but just another slave, like many in the palace, and the hair that betrays your new status is ... - he thought for a while. - Well, this is not a problem, now I will correct this misunderstanding.And I didn’t have time to blurt out something, as it was ... this scarecrow is underdeveloped, waved its arms a couple of times, and ... (kapets, damn it !!) my multi-colored hair fell off at my feet, like autumn leaves that the wind mercilessly shook off the branches of trees . And I ... I stand and blink my eyes in amazement, contemplating my hair, lying in a small pile at my feet.Cautiously, afraid to make a sudden movement, I reached out with my hand to my head to ... to make a terrible scream. I've lost my hair! At all! I'm bald!- Oh, you, - I ran into Oher, who, apparently, was taken aback by such a transformation, - an underdeveloped chimpanzee (I hi
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- Who-who? - I did not understand, staring dumbfounded at Tanu.To be honest, it was very difficult for me now to realize that because of my act such a terrible incident could happen as the actual complete destruction of the Reception Hall of the eskh."Zarda, Irina," the varla began to explain. - These are worm-like creatures that live in the western part of the Dark World, which spit paralyzing poison in order to immobilize their victim, and then, while he is still alive, devour him. Vile, I tell you, creatures. So, our unshakable Keira is the most natural zard! Ooh, I can't stand her.Then, giggling again, she said:- Oh, how Oher got her in line this morning! It was a pleasure to watch. (I listened with genuine interest to Tanu without interrupting her) He said that if she caught his eye in the next ten days, he would sell her in the slave market to the Arahsshar Demons, with whom Dakhar had some kind of agreement. I can’t say for sure, but it seems that they have a non-aggression
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Reality slowly tried to break through the gray veil that bound my mind. The eyes are closed, the heart beats evenly, the breathing is quiet and calm... the bed is soft... So, stop! What the hell is a bed? Am I alive?She immediately opened her eyes to close them immediately from the bright light that struck with such force that it hurt. Where did such a bright light come from in my room? Little by little, I began to open my eyes, so that they would at least get used to the bright light.Yes, I actually was in my room, but as it turned out, there was practically no light in it, for example, a dim flickering of a magical light of light blue color right under the ceiling. Then it is not clear why it seemed to me that the room was illuminated with an incredibly bright, blinding light, from which it became so painful? Dont clear.She tried to sit up on the bed, but her body refused to obey: her arms and legs, as if chained to the bed by invisible threads, did not want to move; his throat w
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Without saying a word, I took the mug from the table, but before I had time to take a couple of sips, the one I hated so much, Dakhar, entered the room. Varla immediately disappeared, leaving Oher and me alone."Get up," he commanded forcefully.But I did not budge, continuing to sit on the floor with a mug of tea in my hands. Oher frowned, and I felt how the body, against my will, begins to obey the order of this man, rising up. "Acts again," I thought angrily, noting that the mug, hands that did not obey me, had been placed on the table.Dakhar crossed the room in a couple of steps and came close to me:- I'm starting to get the feeling that you like it when I influence you through the artifact.He swept my figure with a look filled with predatory fire, looked into the neckline of the dress and ran his hand over the bare part of my chest, thereby causing me a nervous tremor and disgust. Walking around me and standing behind me, he bent to my ear and asked in a penetrating whisper:“
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- How do you know?- Yesterday, after Dakhar visited you, I decided to have a serious talk with him and find out what happened. So, Irina, he told me about what happened after all. Entertaining, I tell you, we had a conversation.I silently looked at this woman, trying to understand what she wants to convey to me, meanwhile Daara continued:- Your father, as I understood his son, did not fulfill the contract that he concluded with Dakhar. What their agreement was, he did not tell me, alas, as I did not try to find out from him. So, by violating it, your father thereby aroused the wrath of his Oher, and my son decided to punish the Prince, - I looked at Daara in bewilderment, and she immediately explained: - Irina, your father is the Prince of the Snow Demon clan of the Virse'Diar Empire , which is one of the strongest clans in our world. Your mother is the daughter and, accordingly, the heiress of the Water Demon Prince in the Sii'ess'Sar Empire, which is located in the southern part
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Dakhar got up from my bed and went to the exit, but at the very door he turned around and said:- Tonight you can sleep peacefully, but tomorrow, Irina, you will find yourself in MY bed, from which I am unlikely to let you out soon.And, glancing at me with his eyes full of pleasant anticipation, he left the room."That's it, Irina, now you seem to be stuck in the most do not play around!" I thought, clutching the pillow tighter in my hands, causing it to crack at the seams.I sat staring at one point, not wanting to realize that I might soon have to become a bed warmer for Dakhar. But I dont want! Don't want! Moreover, I have never had a man! And my first, most intimate time was to happen with a person whom I would love, but not with Dakhar, but not with him!I felt a chill creep through me, my fingers and toes froze, but my palms, for some reason sweating, became wet.I felt how fear took possession of my heart, slowly but surely shackling it into an ice crust, which made it even mo
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“Master,” a middle-aged man with fire-red hair and dark brown eyes turned to Victor.Victor was sitting in his office in the leather chair of the director of the "Aikhire" company, looking straight ahead and not reacting at all to extraneous sounds."Mr. Victairion," he turned to the man again."I'm listening to you, Gaiho," Vic said wearily, looking up at his assistant.“Sir, as you ordered, I gathered everyone who still had a bit of magic left in them. Now they, all forty demons of the Dark World, are waiting for you in a large meeting room.- Okay, I'll be right there.Victor sighed wearily and rose from his chair, walking around the T-table he usually worked at, but not today, not now. All his thoughts were occupied by Elena - the one that has always been his second half of the soul, the love of his entire centuries-old life.But their love was always forbidden, because Vic and Elena were too different. Too much. After all, he is the Prince of the Snow Demon, the ruler of the Nort
