Novel & Cerita Aesthetic The Promised Neverland Icons

If Ryder wanted another she-wolf's pup, how could I stop him with my dying body? I picked up my phone and started making calls. I canceled the ceremony venue, called off the florist, and scrapped the last alterations to my gown. Then, I retrieved the bonding tokens I'd crafted myself—a pair of gemstone rings engraved with the Moon Goddess' blessing. I cast them into the flames. The fire swallowed their silver gleam and burst in a blinding flare. By the time Ryder came home that night, I'd already finished everything. He sank onto the couch. His expression was grave.

he turned the paper and the Beta looked surprised as well. “It states that the woman in this picture will be named the Promised Luna, destined to save us all. How can this be possible?” he asked himself.

Then, he looked at me and asked, "Are you happy with this set?" I reached out and touched the silver bells. Beneath my fingers, they felt cool and smooth. Every piece looked newly made. The silver was bright and clean, without the slightest trace of tarnish. I nodded. Leo smiled, then he picked up the silver crown and carefully placed it on my head. The crown was heavy, pressing against my scalp until it ached, but my heart had never felt steadier. After that came the collar, the chest piece, the bracelets, the rings, the belt, and the flower hairpins.

With a smile, I casually said, "I'm just worried about Diana since she's sick. It just came out all of a sudden. But I'll be fine." Rachel let out a breath of relief. "Oh, good. I forgot to ask earlier—what kind of charm do you want on the bracelet? How about one with the words 'luck' and 'joy'? Things are pretty strict right now at the base, so it's probably better to keep the design simple." I froze for a second. I hadn't expected her to care so much about the details. If only she'd been this attentive before… "That sounds good," I replied. "You can decide."

Big or small, they were all portraits of me. There I was on the balcony, sipping a beer; bundled in a coat on the beach; head bowed, blushing with a goofy grin. He had painted so many, capturing every detail perfectly. The brushstrokes were delicate, brimming with unspoken affection. Each moment since we'd met had been immortalized on canvas. I wandered down the hall, mesmerized, until I reached the final piece: an oil painting of a serene night sky, where two stars nestled close and glowed softly.

Never, I promise myself. Never.

"I've Found My Promise Mate, Your Luna!" Well, that is not what Ashton thinks. He has never and will never bow in front of any other person aside from his mother. Will Ashton accept his fate as Alpha Theo's Promise Mate or fight against it?🤔🤔 ---***---

It looked really creepy. He raised a human hand. Seeing Ms. Anastasia, he gave a terrible smile that made all his teeth visible. His lips stretched unnaturally wide, revealing a row of yellowed teeth that looked like they hadn't been brushed in years. The corners of his mouth turned up in a sinister grin, and his eyes glinted with malice. It is a smile that sends shivers down the spines of those who see it, a smile that promises nothing but trouble and pain.

Full of promise. ##################