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Hyenas, ugly as they are, are my spirit animals. The rest are too generic, too fucking puny, and in line with the law of the wild to mess with big and bad. But not hyenas, they fight with lions, Cheat the cheetahs, and rumble with the elephants just to get what they want. And they get it. There's no room for fear among their ranks, only food and loyalty. Screw everything else. I send the last message to the Redhead— Jojo Dukes, is it?— of the Gone Girls crew and remove the battery from the burner phone. My time with Vongov taught me a bit about tech and tracking. The screen of my phone lights with colorful videos as I scroll through their I*******m, The Gone Girls? I snort. The name sounds like a sorry attempt at Charlie's Angels brought on by the traumatic plot holes of the main characters. Just who the hell do they think they are? Coming to my town, stealing my spotlight, trying to steal my boyfriend, and Taking my man. Yes, Jeremy Vongov is still my man. We've been togethe
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Devoured By His Enemy Eyes Break
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Devoured By His Enemy Eyes Make Em Pay
Mallory Bricks I step into the room crammed with exceptional artworks you’d think were forged from years of practice and finesse but they all pale to the background the moment I spot Jojo. She's standing stark naked in a dark corner of the room, holding a bloodied pocket knife to her left wrist. “Jo!” I call but I'm too late. Again. The knife cuts into her flesh, swiping through, from edge to edge and blood gushes out of the broken skin. She slumps to the floor and I rush towards her, dragging her into my arms. “Why! Jo, Why would you do this?!” I scream, dread and panic coiling to form a deep knot inside my stomach. “I'm… so… tired… of… being… useless…” She mutters, her eyelids drooping with each word. Red crimson forms a bloody pool around us. My fingers slide to her neck and I feel her pulse getting weaker and weaker. I can’t let her eyes close. I can let her eyes close. I can't let them close. What'd I do? What'd I do? My hands rake through my hair, tugging hard at the
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