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Her chest pain intensified even further. "Honey," her mother cooed softly, opening her arms. Bella crumbled into her embrace. The warmth should have comforted her, yet it only highlighted how shattered she felt within her. Her voice broke as she sobbed, "Mum, Marcus rejected me." "My mate rejected me." The words felt bitter on her tongue. Expressing thoughts verbally made them feel more genuine. She had wished—prayed—that this was a terrible dream from which she would awaken. However, it was not.

I opened the door. The red moonlight fell across his face, revealing every line of regret and despair. A scent of decay clung to him, like a spirit already half-lost to death. "Eva," he rasped, voice hoarse, every remaining ounce of strength spent. "The Blood Moon night… has arrived." He reached for my hand. I stepped back. He paid it no mind, lowering himself slowly to one knee. Under the crimson moonlight, he looked up at me, a final flicker of hope burning in his eyes. "You were the destined mate the Moon Goddess showed me.

“Then who are you marrying? Everyone knows you are madly in love with me. Do you expect them to believe you would choose someone else?” He tilted his head, mockery sharpening his voice. “Besides me, there is only the sixth son. Cassian, the broken-winged one. His wings were shattered in that griffin crash, and he has hidden in the shadow halls ever since. Some say he will never fly again. Some say other things are broken too. What will you do, Elena? Spend your life with an angel who cannot even lift himself into the sky?” The hall laughed again. Just then, Cassian Seraphiel appeared at the entrance in a wheeled chair, pushed by an attendant. His face was pale, and his dark cloak covered the

She had no one to call so she dialled her number and brought the phone to her ears. "Hello, girlfriend, they took my mother away," she said and broke down crying. Asira left the room when Camila dismissed her with her hand. "Hello Isabella," she called out not hearing her say anything. "I am sorry to hear that," Isabella said and ended the call to the shock of Camila. "She hung up on me," she said out loud and dialled her number again but she didn't answer. Camila knew immediately her words did hurt Isabella. She exhaled, grabbed her car keys, changed her clothing and brushed her teeth before heading out of her room. She went downstairs and headed for the door.

We are coming," Ara said on her behalf. Angela's heart crashed against her ribs the moment her gaze locked on him. His back was on her. Just then perhaps sensing her eyes, he also turned around and their eyes collided. His condition wasn't lost on Angela. She couldn't help but notice how different he looked in just a matter of hours. Eyes dull in dispair, features strained in misery. He didn't look his usual mighty He looked worn out. However, his eyes visibly brightened when they landed on her. He didn't even notice Ara or anyone as he made his way towards her in large quick strides. Angela watched him eliminating the distance between them. her pulse leaping up with his every stride.

Try me with your best weapon, Break me with your strongest blow, Stab me with your sharpest knife, Make me bleed till you heart enraptures. Keep repeating till you leave nothing of me Till I am brought down to ashes. But when you stop, When your hands worn out, When your happiness reaches the seventh cloud. Then will I play my Ace. Then will be my time to rise. To rise from my own ashes. Then will be my time to bring you as down as high you went.

These flashes had happened several times and they were all blurry. But this time, they were crystal clear. Parts of his past life flashed before him and of the young woman whose face had always been blurred and whose face he would have killed to clearly behold. But, this time, he could see her face clearly and it was a very familiar face. His Laura. His Carrot. His Angel. He felt different. He felt as if he had been reborn. His eyes found them again. This time she had a small smile on her face and was slowly but hesitantly giving the bastard her hand to slide in the ring.

As lovers do. What matters is that. In the end, I fell in love with the boy who, Broke my heart. ♡♡♡THE END♡♡♡ ___

"Have faith, man. Everything will be okay." "I don't know what I'll do if I lost her Bashir, I really don't." And he broke down. He buried his face in Bashir's shoulder and cried as much as he could. His shoulders shook so hard, and he felt his heart constrict against his ribcage. He was in pain. Unspeakable pain. "You won't. She'll be safe, Abdul. Let's have faith and keep praying." Slowly, he untangled his hold from his friend's and moved back. Now that he had cried, he felt a little bit better than he had in the first place.

I practically roared at him, totally unable to hold my temper down any longer, watching how he stared down at me for a few seconds before finally answering, “He made the ultimate sacrifice. He used his grace to bring you back to life.” “So t-that m-means he’s...” The words died in my throat, replaced by a huge lump, making it hard for me to even breathe as I heard him quietly saying, “Yes. He’s a fallen now. A fallen angel.” ___________________________ I will find you...This I promise... And I will give you back what rightfully belongs to you... A small and stray tear fell on the screen as I looked down at the selfie Raph and I took together, our faces scrunched in two comical pouts, still r