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Nephilim (Angels, Gods & Demons series 1) By Julie Summer Characters: 6722

Updated: 2018-02-01 00:09

Her black heels clicked on the wooden floor as she graciously strode right towards me, the black leather suit clinging onto her curves like a second skin, lightly stretching with her every cat-like move, a devilish smirk plastered on her feminine features the whole time, while two guys, also dressed in black, looking like they were her bodyguards followed her, one of them slowly closing the door behind him.

She curiously raised one eyebrow, as soon as her eyes landed on "my teacher", staring at his bleeding nose, before she asked, "What happened?"

Mr. Tate ran a hand under his nose, wiping away the pitch black liquid, "I tried to play a little with that pretty mind of hers, but I couldn't even reach it! It's like, she simply pushed me away!

And then the bitch punched me!" He incredously shouted, staring at me in disbelief, and only then I noticed that she was pensively staring at me too, seeming like she was trying to figure something out.

What the hell is going on here?

"Interesting..." She muttered under her breath, her turqoise blue irises sparkling with pure mischief, seeming like she was thinking about something, before she took another few steps towards me, her long blonde hair flinging from side to side as she did so, stopping right in front of me afterwards.

"I like your attitude. If you weren't trying to steal something from me, I think we would've actually been friends." She stated, smirking, her long slender fingers reaching towards me, trying to touch a strand of my hair, but I simply dodged it with a quick flick of my wrist.

"Yeah, sorry but I don't befriend filthy whores who like to screw their own twin brother." I retorted, and without a single warning, the bitch tried to slap me, but to her surprise, I quickly dodged it again, throwing a punch straight in the middle of her annoying face, making her stumble backwards a few steps, staring at me, obviously taken aback by my quick reflexes.

That's what you get for trying to touch me, bitch.


n a protective stance, the silvery dagger now sticking stiffly in his loose black tank top.

"Oh no! My love!" I heard the bitch cry, and I slightly cringed.

Oh my god! That must've hurt like a bitch!

However, he didn't even flinch. Instead, he slowly pulled it out, not even blinking while doing so, his deep blue irises angrily fixing on her the whole time, and only now I noticed the small line-shaped hole in his tank top, bravely standing out, the crimson liquid slowly seeping out of his wound, a darker stain now making its appearance on the fabric.

Wait, why is he hurt? Isn't he supposed to be "invincible", or something?

"My love, please forgive me!" She desperately begged, but he paid no heed. Instead, he accurately threw the dagger straight towards one of the guys holding me in place, striking him right in the middle of his chest, the guy's body slowly turning into dust, just like Mr. Tate's, the dagger falling on the floor with a clinking sound right afterwards.

He then quickly retrieved his own blade from the strap attached to his thigh, and threw it right towards the other guy, making him also turn into dust as well, before he averted his attention towards his beloved sister, but before he could do anything, she simply dissapeared into thin air.


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