Arifureta After Story Novels & Stories

He turned silent and asked, "What do you want to hear?" "Story of a Pig and three Piglets", Darika's words came out excitingly of her mouth. Arthit was surprised as he thought, 'Even her demands are different from normal girls'. Arthit turned silent again for a while and started to make his own story on a pig and three piglets, "A long long time ago. There was a juicy, chubby, and pinkish pig who loved to do OINK OINK" After a while, he didn't finish his story and she just fell asleep. Arthit watched her face for a while and kissed her forehead and then he stretched out his long arm and let her small head rest on his shoulder.

’ Aarif thought to himself. “Aarif!” Shaan and Meeran cried out, they teleported to Aarif and brought him to the roof, laying him down and sitting beside him. Aarif was staring at the sky, at the comet now as big as a mountain, about to fall on Gulistan in five minutes. “What happened?” Shaan asked Aarif. “What did he do to you?” Meeran asked. “It’s all pointless,” Aarif answered numbly, “My revenge is pointless. None of this is real. We are all fictional.”

ARA is not going to lie to herself. It's her fantasy to meet a brute man and make him humane. After meeting Vanluke, she doesn't know if she does want to anymore. It's scary being in the real situation. She'd never know when he'll treat her badly. She could end up losing her life. It's really lucky that she's still alive.

On their hand, Yuvi who was doing babysitting of Lakshit and Vishad already called his friends and informed them about Arfa. " What do you mean she was serious?" Yuvi did a conference call so everyone could hear at once and they all were panicked. Yuvi was continuously crying while informing them that horrible news " Arfa has a brain tumour… last… last stage… a few seconds ago… Reema aunty called me… Tonight is… she has only this night." He cried out loud. And on the other side of the phone, all froze. At midnight, Arfa opened her eyes for the last time and found Vihaan's deadly pale face. She pouted and commented," I don't like this expression."

"Isn't this supposed to be a toxic romance story? Why did I walk into a slaughter scene? Did I open the wrong story?" "You didn't. Aria just evolved. The original plot's gone. Looks like she's doing her own thing now." "That's my girl! She believes in an eye for an eye. Payback feels good," one commenter wrote. "I hadn't even figured out who the two male characters were, and she already killed them both." "While everyone's arguing, she's already dug a hole and buried the bodies." "That execution speed is insane." "This is so satisfying. My algorithm should take notes and start recommending more stuff like this."

Her truth. Vivian had tried to write their story with lies. The tabloids had tried to write it with headlines. Now, Aria was writing it with her own blood. She looked out the window. The first hint of dawn was touching the horizon, a pale grey line turning to gold. "For the fortress," she whispered. She hit Send. The progress bar filled. Sent. Aria sat back in her chair. She felt a lightness spread through her chest, expanding until it filled the room.

Friedrich replied shutting his mouth before he could say more. The other part of Ara’s immediate future he would be returning to in 2016 wasn’t a pleasant one and so far he had already given him enough bad news. Gradually Ara faded away like the sands of time and the blurry image of Friedrich was the last thing he saw before his consciousness was whisked away by the zooming effect of the trance of time.

When Aefar was just about to leave, Aaric immediately stopped him and asked for time to speak to Aefar privately. ** Aaric recognized Aefar's exasperation a moment earlier. It piqued his curiosity. For years, Aaric had not seen Aefar, then suddenly he returned with the good news that the Wolf King had relaxed his tension, and at the same time, he had found a mate. But apparently, there is something strange between the two of them. ''Anindira... She hasn't completely given her heart to you?!'' cried Aaric, rebuking Aefar.

"He's finalizing his return paperwork. It should be soon. Seraphine, after I finish what I need to do, I'm leaving the country. I've wasted years. When I go back, I'll study seriously. "I want a future. Life isn't about waiting for storms to pass but learning to dance in the rain. One wilted flower doesn't erase the entire spring, and one setback doesn't ruin an entire life. My story is still long, Seraphine. I'm not letting myself fall for Clifford's fake tenderness ever again," Aria replied. Seraphine looked at the clarity in Aria's words and hoped she would remember them—really remember them—when the time came.

FLASHBACK “Ara wait” Latifa tried as she reached out to the girl but she didn't expect Aracely to yank away from her grip and glared at her with the meanest look she could have mustered at that moment, a slow monotone voice carefully escaping her lips as a tear trickled down her face, “That— that was her name, that was my mother's name, Aramide Adegoke, Ara” She breathed as her grip tightened on the amulet on her neck. “You— you don't have the right to. just say her name like that. you—nothing has that right, not even me! not even me!" She screamed as she let out a sob, her vision blurred with tears and Latifa felt her own heart shatter into a thousand tiny little pieces.