Bane Of My Life Meaning の小説・ストーリー

It was as though she had just heard the most terrifying thing in the world. Scrambling to her feet in panic, she clutched Hylton's leg. "No! Hylton! You can't do this to me! You can't! I can't go there! No! My mom's sick! My dad's a gambling addict and drowning in debt! My brother does everything he can to bleed me dry!" She was sobbing uncontrollably, her voice desperate and shrill. "I worked so hard to get where I am! I can't go back to being what I once was! I can't!

I know where I'm at when I open my eyes. Death is already waiting for me, a wary look in his eyes. "Oh good. You're back to normal." he says relieved, and I'm confused before I remembered that I tried to dance with him. "Yeah, I wanted to apologize for that. I think that had something to do with the fact that the wolf that bit me is addicted to Fae fruit." I explained, and Death nodded. "Yeah, I figured. Mason's lifeline is a mess. It's coming undone slowly but quickly. If I didn't know better, he's dead but that addiction is making his corpse walk around in the living." Death replied.

His voice cracked on the last word, the professional soldier momentarily lost to the betrayed friend. “It wasn’t me!” The words burst out of me, desperate and raw. “I was… I was controlled. There was a death goddess… she had a hold on me, she forced me…” It sounded insane, even to my own ears. A pathetic, unbelievable excuse for an unforgivable act. Bane let out a short, harsh laugh that held no humour. “A death goddess? Is that the best you can come up with? A fairytale to excuse the fact that you’re a cold-blooded killer?”

“Then I must tell you that we, the Banes, have a very important saying in our family. When someone saves our life, we owe them whatever is left of it. And you know what that means?” I shake my head. He chuckles and, once again, tucks a loose strand of hair behind my ear. “It means that the value of your life is much, much more important than mine. And whenever it comes down to it, you will always be the one I protect first. I do feel terrible for dragging you into this. But trust me when I say this: there’s simply no reason to be scared. Alexander Bane is here to serve you, not to hurt you.”

‘You can’t pretend you don’t care. I leaned back, eyes closing for a moment. Bane had a way of making the truth sting like salt on a wound. “You don’t know what you’re saying, Bane.” “Afraid doesn’t mean weak,” Bane said quietly. “It means you’re human.” “Aha!” I huffed. “I’m not human…I’m something else, Bane…we’re shifters…werewolves…cursed entities at that…” ‘But you want mortality so bad,’ he theorized. ‘What’s a few of their most important traits you can’t take?’

“Do you know how traumatized I feel to subject myself to something as disgusting as that.” My heart lodged in my throat. Back when we were kids, Leon would always stand up for me, but this was something else. “Listen to me, Alyson. I did you a favor. As a matter of fact, you should be thanking me for giving you an experience you would not have in a long time.” Leon chuckled, and everyone in the hall started laughing. “Right,” Kenna stepped forward. “She’s making look like you were happy doing it.” She said, and turned to me, her body resting on Leon’s arm. “You’d never be worth it, Alyson. To make things easier, it’s best you kill yourself.”

“A bitched girl born of a bitch—just as vile!” “You switched the almonds for peach kernels, knowing she’s allergic! Did you want her dead so you could keep playing princess?” “I’m telling you now—Penny is my real sister. If anything happens to her, you’ll pay for it with your life!” Because of that slap, I lost hearing in my left ear forever. My fiancé had held Penny in his arms, flustered and panicked. He didn’t say a word. But his accusing eyes cut me deeper than any blade, slicing me into a thousand pieces.

“They’re my family, not you, never you.” Chloe’s face twisted with rage. “How dare you speak to me that way? I gave you life! Without me, you wouldn’t even exist!” Annabelle’s chin lifted proudly. “And without you, I wouldn’t have known abandonment, and lies. You’re just my birth mother. Nothing more. You’ll never be my family.” I felt tears sting my eyes, my chest tightening with pride and sorrow at the same time. Ethan stepped forward, ready to intervene, but Annabelle didn’t waver.

Their souls seemed to transcend every barrier, reaching the she-wolf they She smiled faintly at them. This was something they would never possess. They held absolute power in their hands and lived in the lap of luxury, yet they could never again touch that warmth they once knew. Remorse would haunt them for the rest of their lives, plunging them into daily cycles of agony and relentless torment. They would never find happiness again. They had lost their love. They had lost Serena. For all the days of their lives, they would never again know a single moment of joy.

“Don’t push us! Give us the money or die! You’re a waste of air!” Johnson took advantage of the moment and shoved me hard toward the balcony. My back slammed against the icy railing. I was bent over the edge. “Die! If you die, we get the money! Then, we can have a good life!” Johnson yelled like a madman. He pressed his hand against my back and forced me down. Just when I thought I was about to die, the door burst open with a loud bang. A strong, commanding voice shouted, “Stop!”