Novel & Cerita Ash X Cynthia

Cain strode away without another word, his boots echoing ominously on the stone floor. Ashina watched him go, her chest rising and falling in uneven gasps. The dim light of the chamber seemed to waver as her vision blurred with unshed tears. She gripped the bars of the cage tightly, her knuckles white, and whispered to herself, “You can fix this, Cain. You have to fix this. Please.” ********************

Lila joined in the chaos. “Oh, would you stop with the acting already?” Cynthia said, running her hands over her head, and turned to her husband. “Grey, I swear to you, this woman is your ex, and she is back to take revenge on us while she snatches you away from me!” She snapped. “If you think I'm lying, let's check her chin. I and see if she doesn't have that round birthmark that she's always been known with!” Cynthia continued, abruptly pulling up Lila's hairs that flew down her cheeks.

Bryan and Lance left, leaving a leveled ground and Cynthia's body inside it. Cynthia's spirit was hovering over her grave while feeling her bond with the world slip. Her memories started to slip, as her spirit was called back to the after life. Despite the pull, Cynthia couldn't leave without looking at her daughter one last time. As she remembered Aria, her spirit was pulled to the rooftop where Aria was standing near the pool. When Cynthia appeared there, she saw in horror that a man was standing behind Aria and was about to push her into the pool.

Kaelen never looked back. I stood in the doorway, watching them walk to the elevator. In the garage, Kaelen opened the passenger door for Seraphina. As she got in, she deliberately rolled down the window. She took out that damned memory crystal. "Want to see it again?" she yelled at me. The crystal activated, and the humiliating images were projected onto the car window again—me, thirteen years ago, bound in silver chains, covered in blood, sobbing in despair... And this time, Kaelen sat in the driver's seat and watched it all without stopping her.

As the last of the ashes emptied from the urn, Cecilia let out an obvious sigh of relief. Joshua looked up at her and gently coaxed, "Now that he’s gone, you should finally be able to get a good night's sleep." The three of them walked out hand in hand like a happy family. Only after they had completely disappeared from sight could Sheila no longer hold herself together. Crying uncontrollably, she rushed outside. As if heaven itself were mocking her, it began to rain. The wind scattered the ashes, and the rain soaked them, washing them away little by little amidst the flowing water.

He took a seat by her side and she heaved a sigh of relief. Next came Raphael and Jake. The sisters followed closely behind and they all took seats close to Hermione. Hermione was comforted by their closeness and relaxed a bit. Lycans walked into the hall, most of them throwing Hermione looks of curiosity. Lang Lang leaned towards Hermione and whispered the names of some lycans. She pointed at a blonde Lycan, who was "Nate", and a sexy brunette, “Raine”, two identical males. She identified them as “Troy and Moran” and a particularly large Lycan “asher”.

Ashley closed her eyes and said, “I will never be okay again, Bryan. I have rejected a part of me, and I can never be the same again. I will just have to learn to live with this feeling of emptiness and loneliness.” She then got up and stood straight, even thought she felt feverish and weak, it was tolerable and she was still able to walk and function like a normal person. “Thank you for taking care of me for all this time, I am grateful for your help.” Bryan clenched his fists and just stared at her saying nothing. Ashley then said, “I want you to look for Xavier and that true blood Alastair, I want them to be punished for what they have done.”

He muttered and walked out of his study room. He wasn't scared of Bianca getting through the huge metal door because it was impossible, that door wouldn't open without his fingerprint. "I am starving I should eat steak for lunch " He muttered casually as he found his way to the dining room. RANDY’S COMPANY – AFTERNOON Anastasia stepped out of her black car, sunglasses perched delicately on her nose, her designer heels clicking against the polished floor as she entered Randy's building. Heads turned instantly she was Anastasia, after all. Model, actress, and the woman everyone whispered about.

Hope The light is blinding to my sensitive eyes as we emerge from the depths of the cellar. we are hurried along a wide hallway leading to huge wooden double doors. The sound of men shouting as the prisioners huddle together booms in my ears. Blinking to adust to the change of light i look around taking in my surroundings. We are standing in what looks to be a large cathedral. Its beautiful marbel floors lined with gold and giant floor to celling pillars covered in intricate patterens and vines. Lanters line the walls iluminating the large room. Ive never seen anything so beautiful. A large fireplace cut out into the wall burns the chill of winter away. At the end of the room steps climb to

For no matter what the enemy could do, as long as they were not deserving, the elixir would never exist in front of them. HER BLOOD was pumping deep inside her as she pushed a slightly ajar door. The door swung and crashed against the wall, earning her a few terrified looks. "M—Miss Lily!" A group of statled nuns rushed to her, although were stopped by the eldest of them. "Miss Lily Alston," she greeted, wearing an amicable smile despite the creases on her brows. "May we help you with your troubles?" Lily Alston breathed heavily and frantically looked around. Seeing none of the familiar small figure she needed to see, she quickly pushed past the nuns and entered the convent's backyard.