Not A Small-Town Girl

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Orion glanced between Howard,

Vivian, and Danielle, his expression

hardening. fSoul Venom allows the

caster tosontrol a person’s o

thoughts-and actions, turning them

into apuppet. Any resistance, even a

hint‘of it, will cause the poison nto

punish the cursed person. {fthe

person keeps resisting, the poison

will slowly consume their heart."

Everyone’s faces turned pale. "Puppet? That’s... they

actually dared?"

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"I can break the curse, but there’s a risk," Orion

continued, his voice solemn. "If the person who cast

the curse notices, they might trigger the poison and

kill them immediately."

“Best-case scenario: we catch the person who cursed

them. But if they die, your parents won’t survive

either."

Danielle’s eyes hardened with determination. She

wasn’t just going to break the curse—she was going

to use this to find the one who did this to them. But

right now, her parents were the priority.

She took out her phone and dialed a number.

“It’s me. Where is he now?"

“He’s at a villa in the suburbs. Anything else you

need?"

Danielle was thinking quickly. If they only caught Judy,

Ivan would notice. She needed to get both of them,

and she would be the one to do it.

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Keep an eye on them. I’m on my way."

"Got it."

She hung up the phone and turned to Orion. "Orion,

I’m going to go get them. Can you stay and watch

over my parents while I’m gone? Make sure no one

does anything else while I’m away."

Orion waved his hand dismissively. "No trouble at all.

You go ahead, I’ll stay here and watch."

“I’m coming with you," Elliot said quickly. "Ivan and

Judy have their own tricks up their sleeves. I don’t

trust them."noveldrama

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Danielle nodded. "Okay, then you can come."

“I’m going too," David chimed in. "What if that evil

person tries to curse you too?"

The other brothers wanted to join but hesitated. They

weren’t as skilled in combat and decided to stay

behind with Orion to watch over Howard and Vivian.

The group,got into their cars and

sped toward the villa in the subutbs.

Danielle drove with the precisiofrof a

racecar driver, weaving through

traffic as if the roads were hér own

personal racetrack.

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Elliot clutched the seatbelt, his knuckles white. He

had to remind himself to breathe—Danielle’s driving

was like something out of an action movie.

David raised an eyebrow, impressed. "Danielle’s

driving is pretty good. Could she be...?"

Danielle noticed Elliot gripping the seatbelt and called

out to him, "Don’t worry, Elliot. I’m a safe driver."

Her reassurance only made things

worse. Elttot felt like he might as well

be sitiggin a jet instead of acar

The speed at which the buildirygs

flash oy by felt like they weretmelting

inte streaks of color.

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“I’m not scared," Elliot said, trying to hide his

discomfort.

“Not scared?" David chuckled. "Then why are you

holding onto that seatbelt like your life depends on it?"

Elliot shot David a glare, silently wishing he would

mind his own business. "I’m just... holding onto

something, alright?"

David smirked, "There’s nothing wrong with admitting

it. We’re not going to laugh at you."

Danielle glanced at David and rolled her eyes,

amused. "Oh, please. David, you’re practically

begging for attention."