Novel & Cerita All Quiet On The Western Front Read Online

When I regained consciousness, I saw my mother crying. Once she noticed that I was awake, she quickly wiped her tears away, held my hand, and asked worriedly, “How do you feel, Luna?” I did not cry when I learned that Winnie was pregnant with Jake’s baby, nor did I cry when I felt the life within me slowly fade away as I lay on the cold operating table, but when I saw the sympathy on my mother’s face, I could no longer hold my grief back. I bawled.

progressive-markdown_:is(p,blockquote,ul,ol,h1,h2,h3,h4,h5,h6)]:pr-8"> _*]:min-w-0 gap-3 standard-markdown"> The valley was quiet in the way that valleys were quiet after everything had been spent. Not the silence of absence — the silence of presence. Thousands of wolves standing in the specific, collective stillness of people who had been at war and had been given the morning and were not yet certain what to do with it. The dawn moving through the valley in the specific, unhurried way of light that had no agenda except to arrive.

I will vanish into the cracks. I smile. It is a small, hard smile. "Burn them all, Aureliano," I whisper to the smoke. "Burn them all for me." I let the curtain fall. I turn back to the room. The silence is loud. The war has started. And I have a front-row seat.

The rest of my warriors , charging toward us through the dark. The ground trembles under their coming. The hum swells until the soil itself shimmers. A faint silver light splits the earth — a trail blooming under our steps. moonlight. and we run faster — beyond what our bodies should allow. The night breaks open behind us. Distance collapses beneath our feet. And then the West stands before us. I see the signs — the fight’s just ended. The air tastes of iron and ash; the scent of blood, fur, and fire twines thick on the dawn breeze.

She will be once I get my shit together and I hope I don't scare her. I fell asleep holding her and smiling. I wake the next day to an empty bed and a quiet house. I get up and hustle downstairs. Alexis is at my table reading documents and then the letter her mom sent with the guys. She looks so heartbroken it sucks. She is trembling as she reads what she is holding. Tears fall and the guys wince watching her cry. Tears fall as she drops it and covers her face. Her body shakes as she tries to muffle her sobs. I walk up and pull her into my arms gently. What happened?

"I got the house back. And every single person who hurt you is going to pay." Outside, the winter wind howled, and the cries of Aunt Zoe and Quinn began to fade. Inside, the heating was on full blast. I took a long, deep breath, feeling the weight that had crushed my chest for 20 years finally begin to lift. But I didn't expect Quinn to actually have the nerve to send over a text full of arrogant taunts.