A dark figure staggered into the alley just a few miles away from the house that had erupted in blue flames. The figure was shirtless and devastatingly handsome, resembling the person of Ren Carter very much. But...this figure carried a different air and personality than the cowardly Ren. In the place of eyes, the man had glowing blue orbs that radiated from behind the dark sunshades he had grabbed off one of the dead bodies back in the bungalow. [Finally…] [I've been allocated a rightful proportion of time in this weak body.] The figure staggered past folks on the street who looked at him like he was drunk and useless. A nuisance to society. But he was simply a Guardian Ninja spirit technically trapped in the body of a weak human. The bloody carnage with the thugs had pushed Ren into the middle-ground realm once again. Then...it unleashed the Guardian Ninja whose need to protect Ren from the thugs overshadowed the dragon's bloodlust towards them. “What are you look

To the world that watched, Ren Carter was visibly transformed. Because how could a man who appeared apprehensive about going in the fire only moments ago, now charge into it like he was the very essence of the fire inside? [GRRR! What a way of making an appearance in this body] The man who appeared to be Ren Carter had just charged into the angry flames head-on. But that was not the part that shocked everyone that watched. Both in real-time and on air. The incredible and stunning part was where he lifted his foot and smashed it hard against the burning car door. CRASH! The door flew open and landed several feet away. The crowd gasped as it crashed and got buried inches deep into the ground. “Holy hell? Who is he, really?” “Oof!” The hero of the moment reached into the car and grabbed the baby carrier. “Alright, come here, special little one.” He was not surprised in the least that the baby’s skin was unharmed even given the intensity of the fire. He could sense its unique

“There are several ways to find someone in our world,” Juno started in a tone coated with apprehension. “But…y-your woman?” he stammered. “Did we not just leave your wife at—” “I’m talking about the doctor lady who treated me during the fire incident.” Juno’s eyes widened in disbelief. “You mean Ms. Meadows?” He wondered what the dragon could possibly want with the doctor. The nod and the mischievous glint in hazel eyes gave Juno a bit of an idea. “So?” Juno cleared his throat. “I can give her a call on your behalf. Ask her to meet with you.” Nyx grinned. “Great.” He crossed his fingers behind his head. “Make sure she comes to see me without clothes on that wanton body.” Juno blinked in shock. “W-what?” “You heard me.” “Look, s-sir, you can't cause any more troubles. The young master is all over the news already—” “Trouble…” Nyx chuckled. “That's exactly what I've come for.” “You saved a life this time, so it's not bad. But the skills you displayed, the way you charged i

“What do you boys think of Ren Carter’s little present?” Soren’s soft voice filtered across the space. “An open challenge? A display of foolery?” Zara peeked around the pillar to find the three Blackthorn boys seated opposite their father inside the wide space, all in different style, character and aura. “I think he's just a kid seeking attention.” The first to speak was Rowan Blackthorn, the second and deadliest of the triplets to pop out of their momma's belly. He flipped his black hair back from his forehead. “Nothing to get worked up over.” Ever since the first day Zara set foot in the Blackthorn premises, she had always been wary of Rowan. He was not unnecessarily loud, forward or violent like Ryker. Neither was he reserved like Rain. He was a terrifying force of his own with how silently deadly he could be. He never showed emotions, and that was the part that spooked Zara the most. Because humans are emotional creatures expected to show even the tiniest bit of that natur

It took Dominic Reeves more than sixty crippling seconds to react. And Ren waited patiently with a smile. Dominic cleared his throat as he eventually recovered. “Well,” he managed a nervous chuckle, “that's one way of making conversation.”“You’ll do well to know that I'm not joking, Mr. Reeves.”He passed Ren a quivering glance before waving a servant over. “Get us some scotch, will you?” Then he returned his attention to Ren. “Mr. Carter, why don't we…have this conversation next to the hearth? It's freezing, you know.”Ren shrugged. “Lead the way, Mr. Reeves.”Minutes later, both men were seated on the couches facing the flickering, orange flames. The servant had not yet arrived with the drink. Ren did not bother wasting another second. “So tell me, what happened to my sister's corpse? The rest of them?” Dominic cleared his throat and leaned back in his seat. “Actually, I-I—”“Just before you continue and try to lie to me, you can't say that they're still at the hospital.” Ren pa