Bedlam Book 소설 & 이야기

Thank you for reading Lorenzo's story. I hope that you have enjoyed it. Please note, from this point forward, it is Dario's story. Similar trigger warnings are still in place for this book. As well as, the following. Focus on mentally unstable man. Talk of child abuse. Miscarriage scene. There is also graphic torture detail, and some scenes of BDSM within it. This book features someone who has a lot of mental health issues caused by his childhood. This is the final story within the series. It is shorter than the others as 90% of their relationship is within the past, and not seen as a commitment.

Is it a dream or I have gone crazy trapped in the four walls. I watched helplessly as the baby fully sneaked out through my bump, masked in blood and eyes blazing crimson red. A loud startled yell of Nikona from the distance rings through the hall before I succumbed to darkness.

demon:- that who is me, listen to me I have to tell you so much James:- tell me about her, why she is with you. demon:- I found her in the game she helps me and she risks her life for me, and because of me she is in this condition, she reminds me of my mother so she has a special place in my heart. Jamie:- that great you find someone so is my sister-in-law. demon:- don't say like this thanks for realising my true self I am like a child, not t adult because adults are no fun, I am grateful you are my sister first, take me to where you have kept the book, it that book get stolen this world will collapse.

The days that followed the burning of her book were a desolate landscape for Amara. She moved through the lavish rooms like a ghost, her spirit heavy with the weight of her captivity and the crushing revelations from her mother’s journal. The dry toast and bitter coffee became her constant companions, a physical manifestation of Dante’s psychological warfare. He was systematically dismantling her, chipping away at her identity, seeking to sculpt her into something new, something that would fit his twisted narrative of revenge and redemption.

And she's surprised when the lock suddenly opens in front of her. She saw an old book inside the vault. A dusty and black old book. Her curiosity becomes even stronger. She took the book and sit on the dusty chair. She opens the pages of the book and started to read its content. "Damien died because of her beloved woman who cheated him on their wedding day. Everyone thought that he really died but actually, he didn't die. He only falls into a deep sleep. And he will rise again once he can drink the blood of a young woman. A special person that has three different kinds of blood inside her body," she stops to read for a moment to catch her breath and then continue.

Then she took notice of the ginger hair. She walked in further and on the floor on the other side of the bed sat Damien staring blankly at the curtains a few feet in front of him. On his left, pills, neatly grouped beside a glass of water. And on his right, a blade, accompanied by a bottle of alcohol and bandages. Both his sleeves were already rolled up. Ashleigh sat on her knees in front of him. He didn't even take notice of her presence. This told him he wasn't there. He was trapped in a memory. She leaned in so their foreheads touched and closed her eyes. She let out a sigh and caressed his cheek.

The hall was already empty, with just Richard, lying besides his sister on the floor, some monsters scantily hanging around, the whole decorations destroyed, pieces of cloths scattered around and an odd silence. «»«»«»«»«» "Hi there!" A woman, another twice my age stopped us before we entered the store room. Bellamy said a few things but faded away the moment they came out of his mouth. My concentration no longer existed. Everything I'd planned was ruined. I would no longer see Lavi again, or Bryon. Or even Kedar, Mona and Nila. I hoped they were all okay. But a part of me doubted that. I didn't even know if they were on Richard's side, or with the master. I hadn't even noticed Bellamy was

“The iron in the bullets and daggers will kill lower-level demons, but nothing over a level two.” “Levels?” “It will be explained tomorrow before our first mission,” I tell her, needing to get away from her scent—away from her, period. I pick the box up, placing the diamond demon bomb back inside, and ignore her protests as I take it to my room. Carefully, I leave it on my chest of drawers and grab the book beside it before returning to Lila. I handed her the book I had as a kid. “You need books more than you need weapons. Welcome to Demonology for Beginners.”

Elysian pulled him down by grabbing his arm to reach the level of his ear as Adrian bent his legs, he had to become a chair to reach her level. “ It’s been a while since I came here so I was getting bored staying in just a room, so I decided to explore the packhouse, but there was nothing more to explore so I went into a room and there was a sign on it that it’s prohibited to go into it but I went anyway. And it was full of books, I wondered if it was a library so I decided to read some books but there was a book which was looking too old and when I opened it, there was so much information about Imugi. When I read that word I thought it was about you.”

“Why do you have access?” He didn’t answer right away. Just walked in, footsteps echoing. “Because I do,” he said quietly, “Let’s just leave it at that.” Damon stopped at a central table. A thick black leather-bound book rested there. “This,” he said, “is the Black Ledger.” I stepped closer. “What’s in? I’d like to,” I asked. He opened it instead. I barely heard Damon’s voice anymore. My eyes scanned the page, devouring words that felt like they were burning themselves into me.