Bane Of My Life Meaning の小説・ストーリー

He winces at that. "You could reject him, and come back to me." "Why would I do that, Bane? I love him." "I could mark you and we could be mates again," he's acting as if I haven't said anything. What? Seriously??? He's losing his mind. "NO. You don't want to do that, Bane. I'm a lycan now...and I am marked by a lycan. My blood will only poison you....and if you're not killed by my blood, my mate will."

“Did you?” “Yes,” I said honestly. “And I don’t regret it.” Because the wanting hadn’t been the problem. Silence had been. Shame had been. Being told that fire was something to fear instead of understand. I stepped closer to him, resting my arms on the railing too. “For a long time,” I said, “I thought forbidden meant wrong.” “And now?” “Now I think forbidden just means powerful,” I said. “And power scares people who need control.” He smiled then, not wide, not triumphant. Just real.

This could have turned ugly fast. Come to think of it, similar things have happened in the past. The pain of losing my mom. The horror of having my dad turn into a violent man in a matter of a few months. The burden of not being the oldest child but having to take care of Bailey, who can't find a decent man, while also making sure Bernie eats his food. It became too much, and...the bullying, the being mean...it took my edge off. It became a means to escape my own tragic life, and poor Emilie stood in the crossfire.

Seraphina's POV Birthdays used to mean something. A wish whispered into a candle. A mother’s hand brushing your hair. A hope that maybe, this year, things would be different. When I was small, I thought birthdays were magic. I’d wake up early and sneak into the library, pretend not to be waiting as the castle stirred. I thought maybe, just once, she would come. That my mother would remember. That she would smile. She rarely did. And later, after I learned what it meant to be born a Moonbane, birthdays turned sour. They were markers, countdowns. One more year closer. To what, exactly? Death? The curse? I wasn’t even sure.

“... Quod ad deam petis, in te revertat. Quod vis sana, te laedat. Quod vis defende, te destruit. Tua lux, tua ruina est.” (What you ask of the goddess, let it return to you. What you wish to heal, let it harm you. What you wish to defend, let it destroy you. Your light is your ruin.) “You won't escape the judgement of the goddess!” She whispered weakly,falling to her knees helpless. “Why don't she send you to torment me?” Kai asked mockingly, “better yet let her send you as my mate, now that would sting wouldn't it?”

" Sunny said. "People like me are called Outcasts." People like me don't need anything, because everything is meaningless – to fight for the future, and to defend the present, and to preserve the past. Because there is something that is stronger and more powerful than all of us, that makes each of us fight for our lives, " said the Combinator, still looking through the crack in the hut at the horizon of the acid sea. "What is it?" Sunny asked with a warm heart, wanting to know the truth.

Why am I like this? “Because you’re different, my child.” Nana spoke from behind me. I was so into my thoughts that I hadn’t realized she had gotten into my room and was now leaning forward to give me a hug. I gave her a warm smile. Nana, my lovely granny, she always knows the right thing to say. She somehow always knows what I’m thinking and understands me so well. And I really love her for that! “I know you don’t want to but you can’t ignore the fact that you live in a society, can you? You need people in life so you can enjoy and actually live your life. You don’t need to fear them, they’re humans too, just like us.”

“Hanas, can you not be like that? If you're wrong, you shouldn't lie to me. Can you forgive me, I will listen to you later. Never dare to do something dangerous again.” Nathan looked at Hanas sadly, as if what Hanas said was true. Later, if Hanas marries someone else, he will grieve to death. "If you don't value your life so much, why am I still with you, Nathan seems to forget that we are just friends." “Hanas, you can't do such a thing. Hanas ask you to forgive me. I beg you."

“Leave me alone, leech, I'm busy.” “How dare you!” She stormed away. Samael huffed. “Women. Bane of my existence.” “You ruined my date!” I yelled. “Is there anything you won't interfere with? My love life? Track practice? Even my driving isn't safe from you.” He smiled lopsidedly. “No one's-” he belched unattractively, “-safe from the Reaper.” He motioned to Puck, who disdainfully removed himself from the nymph's embrace.