Novel & Cerita A Thousand Shall Fall Book

•This is a standalone book (Book 2 of Falling For the Blind Billionaire) The Billionaire Ex-Lover's Revenge By Edna Bruce (a.k.a Yourpsychodreams) Vincenzo Santoro: a poker face man who never listens or understands. He thinks and believes men fail because they listen to women. he believes women are always wrong with reasons like intimidation, fear, aggravation, and with a low point of view and ideas. He never hesitates for a minute before he leaves you startled by your word.

The city was burning. I could see the distant glow of flames from Antonio’s balcony, the smoke curling into the night sky like the ghosts of the fallen. And there were so many fallen. Luca stood beside me, unmoving, his face carved from stone. I had never seen him like this before. Not even when I had broken his trust. Not even when everything between us had come crumbling down. This was different. This was war. Cassie sat on the couch behind us, her leg bouncing anxiously. Ethan was on the phone, barking orders at someone, his usual sharp demeanor stretched thin.

“You wouldn’t have heard of it. It’s strictly between heaven, hell and the fallen.” “What’s a fallen?” “It’s someone who used to be an angel in a past life. When they’re resurrected, they’re identified by a specific birth mark. You, my dear, are one of the fallen. You should have a birth mark that’s shaped like a star. It’s in different places for different individuals but your parents found yours on your hipbone.” What the hell. This is way too much information that I wasn’t expecting. I’m essentially in the middle of a holy war, if what she’s saying is the truth.

They didn't reply, they just kept on chanting, the fireflies had their lights blinking off and on, they were losing their strength, one fell from the circle, its light was completely low, others filled the space, their lights were reducing too, they were weak, Why would they sacrifice their lives to save me? "Stop!!" I scream when another one falls. "El, whisan, El, Whisan, El, Whisan, we possess this soul today." their voice and chants increases, goosebumps grow on my skin, all the remaining fireflies fall miserably on the ground, they came closer I tried going back, one of them got to me first. KARL'S POV

Whilst i’ll tell them avout our departure. Kasumi gave nod and then leaving with the others and i’m going toward the prince to tell him about our departure. His expression is priceless when he saw me changed myself. I then flapped my wing and go after the others. On the dream we had before, the people from outside world that is us, are called Fallen by the people of this world. Because We are truth to our own desire untill we fall to depravity. I’ll made my dream became true on this fucked reincarnation setting. After i’m do e with the main mission. Destroying ‘that’ person.

“Kill all Fantasians who believe in Deus and Dea! There will be no survivors, even the infants, children, and the elderly are no exceptions “… “OATH OF FALLEN WILL RISE AND START TO RAMPAGE.” “King Equinox, we have freed all the prisoners in Prisao dor sem fim.” “AHHH!”

He was right, he never said he loved her books. We fell into a comfortable silence as we both got roped into the magical world of reading. I was deeply drawn to the world of fallen angels, love, betrayal and so much heartache that by the time I was halfway through the second book, tears were rolling down my face and I couldn't stop them. "What's wrong?" Nick asked as I sniffed. "This book, I can't believe that Luce and Daniel went through so much just so they could be together," I replied as I wiped my tears.

She fell against him as pain washed through her once more. A gurgled cry came from Marcus as he jumped to his feet, the bindings and the chair still attached. Hatred glared through his eyes as he aimed his attack toward Simon. Just as Marcus plowed into the other man, Isabelle fell to the floor. Simon grasped Marcus and pushed him backwards. As he hit the ground, the chair broke in pieces, yet the bindings secured his movements. Shouts from outside stopped them all and they turned toward the window. The voices grew closer. Isabelle’s heartbeat quickened, hoping someone came to rescue them. Then fear covered her momentary excitement knowing Napoleon’s soldiers would kill them.

If tears were the price of divinity, then let the night remember mine. END OF BOOK 1💜

Her voice felt like it was underwater. My head swam. My wolf howled, distant and fading. My body was failing. And somewhere deep, beneath the blood and pain and haze, the truth hit me: If I fell— Blackthorne would fall with me. Evelyn would be dragged into Kael’s claim. And the blood of every wolf who stood with me… would soak these grounds. His tail flicked. Mocking. Arrogant. He thought he’d won. And part of me had held back.