Baine Of My Existence Novels & Stories

Baine crossed his eyes at me, causing me to smile. “What if she doesn’t want to come home after she knows about her . . “Knows about my what?” Melia cut me off. She stretched, yawned, and rubbed her sleepy eyes. “Baby, you’re a wake.” I wrapped my whole body around hers. “I’m fine mama.” Melia chuckled and hugged me back. “Do you remember what happened?” Baine smiled down at her. I removed my body from hers so I could study her face. “Sort of, I remember someone mind-linking me but I didn’t know who it was. I had a really bad headache and I know I fell over my own gosh darn feet but then everything went black.”

My car started shaking and the next thing I did was pick my phone and dial my mother. She didn't pick twice. But it was already too late as my car rolled over and I felt my body being dragged out by pointed teeth and claws. I could see the black wolf look down on me. The last thing I remembered was the intense pain in my abdomen. So this is it. I'm gonna die just like that? I knew moving here was a bad idea. I'll miss my mother so much but I'll get to be with my father. This is strange, I thought I was dead? Then why am I feeling my legs and hands?

It’s not surprising that Shun made a miracle and paid for her operation. She stared at the sleeping Shaine in the bed. Gone the nasal cannula and the tubes were lessened. With a soft voice, she said, “Wake up soon, Shaine. It’s been a long time since you talk to me—to us. Don’t forget what you’re here for. Your love of the life is waiting for you.” Ruqa raised his right palm, where the small photograph was shown. It was a photograph of a young Shaine, with a young boy that isn’t Shun. The young boy was slightly grinning beside Shaine, whose face held a slight embarrassment yet happy.

Five Hours Later Emily Jacobs – Point of View I blink slowly as consciousness drifts back into my body, like a tide returning to shore after a storm. My eyelids are heavy, my limbs even heavier. A soft beeping rhythm echoes in the background—a monitor. I am lying flat, staring at a white ceiling that feels both unfamiliar and blindingly sterile. My lower abdomen feels numb, but not empty. There is a deep hollow sensation radiating through my body like something monumental has happened. And then… it all rushes back.

Under the skin she could see rows of glowing silver text moving fast. * If Benson survives the move the world will stay. If Maya doubts the world the ink will bleed. "You are not real " Maya whispered. Her heart was breaking. "You are a computer picture " she said. "The Writer did not move us to the world. She just made the pictures better." "The Real Fight" * "I... I feel real " Benson gasped. He looked at his hands. He watched the silver words crawl under his skin. "I remember the smell of the rain " he said.

I tried not to make a move even my inner system is now trembling in fear. They can kill me if they want. Just don’t take my dignity away from me. That‘s the only thing I have. I will surely kill myself if they will do so. I almost sighed in relief when I heard the guy near me walking away from me, but my body got frozen when a very cold liquid invaded my skin. I could even feel it being stabbed with my whole being. The coldness is no longer bearable. So I instantly opened my eyes with a trembling body.

I’ve been called the monster, devil, the personification of darkness, and yet, here I am breaking at her words. Breaking at the sound of her pain. And as she cries in her pain, my pain kills me too. It kills me enough to walk away. “ You know where to find me,” I murmurs and walked away. Victoria Stephens is right. I am a monster and I tried not to be.

I answered softly. He sighed then leaned in. "Is that all?" He asked in concern. "No, that's not all." I whispered as tears filled my eyes. "Ever since Hera went missing, I did a lot of thinking of my own. Not only was I a bad mother, there was never a day I allowed myself to feel happy or be loved. The money I was chasing wasn't for my own happiness, it was to fill the void that I felt in my heart. Berry despite coming from a very rich family, I had no idea what love was. My parents only cared about money and their possessions. Seeing them like that completely blinded me and led me on the wrong path. That's why now, I want to choose another path, one that will make me acquire true happiness

It seems to be a warm day, not as warm as in Blood Fire, but it’s nice. We seem to be walking but never getting anywhere. The scenery never changes, and I wonder where the hell we’re going. ‘I want you to remember something,’ Bane continues to walk as he speaks, so I keep on following. He knows more than I at this point. ‘You will see things, memories of Lilly’s past.’ “Why would I see such things?” ‘Because we are in Lilly’s mind, and parts of her memory will play out like a movie. No one here can see or hear you as they are ghosts of the past. But you need to see them in order to find our mates.’

From a distance, Sir Borracho's voice rang out again, a sound of despair that echoed through the turmoil. The ground quivered beneath me, and my heart raced, a desperate rhythm that matched the turmoil within me. Bonbon's energy pulsed through my body, a torrent of pain and power that engulfed me. Bonbon's form began to transform, a metamorphosis into a ball of pure dust and mist. My tears flowed without restraint, an uncontrollable torrent as I watched him dissolve, carried away by the wind into the abyss of eternity. Y—your fight begins... The words echoed in my mind, a haunting reminder of Bonbon's last message. A powerful force seized me, an embodiment of anguish and sorrow that envelope