Anticipation 소설 & 이야기

I asked, trying to separate my thoughts from the system’s suggestions. “Faster than predicted,” he said. “Partial integration is having unexpected amplification.” Kane’s voice cut in, steady and low. “Meaning?” “The system isn’t just responding,” I said slowly. “It’s anticipating.” Arden’s brow furrowed. “Anticipating what?” “Everything,” I replied. “Nodes, clusters, even attacks.” Cassius groaned. “So we’re training it, and now it’s training us.” “Yes,” I admitted quietly.

She kept on thinking that, making more and more chills to walk on her spine. Her eyes moved left then right, moving to and fro among the four walls. Her throat had caged her breath and her whole body was cold. The fear of punishment was making her heart beat to rise rapidly. Would he beat her? Slap her? Rape her? How he would punish her? The scenarios running in her mind made series of goosebumps to rise all over her body. Her body getting more and more cold. All the anticipation flooded inside her and she felt tears running to her eyes but she blinked them in.

I do not mind having another ally, more the less when he comes to me on his own will. However Ι feel a very a strange impatience, since this morning and it isn't due to my wish to return home. My wolf, Drako is also restless from the minute we entered this territory. I don't know why but I've got an odd feeling about this. It's not fear but something else which I can't specify yet. It's eagerness, anxiety and restlessness all together. Something inside me tells me that this visit is gonna change my life forever and radically. I wonder what is going to happen. Whatever happens one thing is for sure, I will be prepared to face it as always....

We set off earlier this morning when it was still dark, everyone was apprehensive about what was to come, most people were quiet thinking about what their futures would hold or their loved ones that had been left to wait for their return if they were to return, Lanna was acting strange well stranger then normal, she was humming a tune with a vacant expression on her face, Gregory kept looking around clearly unsure what to do until he could take it no more, "Lanna, honey are you ok?"

"BLAKE LET ME GO!" Rather than letting me go, he stopped pulling me and hold my shoulders facing him and our eyes just met. And why does it seem like time stopped? Am I blushing? I feel like my face is hot, and why is my heart thumping so fast? Am I nervous? Why don't you move Dianna? My body doesn't want to move, gahd this is a problem. Am I being hypnotized by his eyes? And why does it seem like he is coming closer and closer to me? Don't tell me that he is going to kiss me? No no no, please no! What am I going to do? He closed his eyes already! Am I going to close my eyes as well? ARGHHHHHH! PAAAKKKKK!!!

“It’s up to you if you want to. If you can, then you will. You can do anything when you love, Becca. It’s a matter of choices and sacrifices. I love Royalties, and it’s been a month since I’m hunting that Prince of Denmark, who happens to be Linus, your boyfriend. I knew the Royal rules as I’ve searched over the internet, his Royal Highness must marry a woman from his race and now that he was back, I’m sure he already meets the woman whom he will marry.” “You’re exaggerating things, Reina.” She looked at me. “No, I’m not. So, you better take action, before it’s too late.” He will come back to me, right? He said to trust him. But what if Reina’s right… what if things between us get too late?

"The 'back off' sign." "And why is that?" He raises his eyebrow and leaned forward, thrilled with what I'd say next. "Because no matter how the person wants to stay away from you and avoid you, they would just get pulled back right in and...well, they can't help it and just break the rules."

Chapter 113: When Prediction Starts to Influence the Present The first sign that anticipation had become structural was not a new event, but a subtle distortion in how events unfolded. Moments no longer arrived cleanly. They appeared slightly “pre-shaped,” as though the Bell Tower field had begun adjusting present conditions based on futures it had not yet fully decided upon, but already partially recognized as likely. Evelyn experienced it as a faint sense that nothing was entirely spontaneous anymore—not because it was controlled, but because it was already being negotiated between multiple possible continuations before it fully emerged.