Novel & Cerita Beyond Paradise Ao3

🔞 WARNING ⚠️: Things get steamy in this chapter, Not suitable for younger readers💋 Adult Themes: Love, temptation, and desire take center stage. Continue only if you’re ready to get wet and burn ❤️‍🔥 for your stepbrother🥵 Astrid’s POV

⸻ Far away… Beyond the Realm of Possibility… The final chapter of reality began writing itself. 📖✨ ⸻ End of Chapter 63 🖤 To Be Continued…

"Tia, I was wrong. I shouldn't have ignored your call, and I shouldn't have mistaken your actions as a way of giving me attitude. Jewel is aware of her mistake too, so stop being stubborn and come home with me." I shook my head. "Listen to yourself, Ian. You still think that I'm giving you attitude right now, but you're wrong. I'm not giving you attitude, nor am I mad at you. I just don't love you anymore." Ian's eyes widened. He had not expected me to say those words in such a casual manner. I felt absolute relief the moment I told him I did not love him anymore. It was true. It was the reason why we ended up here, but we did not realize it before. It was because we did not love each other

How the hell she hasn't gotten herself fired baffles me. Her big eyes staring intently at me, hoping I would answer. All I did was stare at her soft looking lips. They were inviting and tempting. Since I got locked up in this hell hole, I haven't been sexually active, not that I wanted to be but Sky, she's awakened that monster and it's not going back in anytime, well at least not until it gets what it wants.

Drago grabbed my hand, and Connor licked my other hand in a supportive way. I knew at that moment they were going to respect my decision. “Kill me, I'm already dead,” Alister said with a sardonic smile. “I look forward to watching from beyond the grave when Aria tortures you in such horrendous ways that you will beg for mercy.” His words were a sentence. At that moment the diamond lit up and a projection of the god of chaos appeared beside Aris. The god's expression was that of pure wrath. “I sentence you to final death, to oblivion, and to knowing that your mate will be doomed to eternal suffering if he touches my daughter,” the god of chaos said before whispering under his breath and conju

I clenched my hand, my fangs bared, my magic unwavering. “She's dying. I can sense it.” Ever since I was banished from the Crescent pack by my brother Johan, who stole the throne from me and claimed I was an abomination simply because I'm a hybrid, a werewolf, and warlock, “a cursed bloodline” he called the moon goddess connected me to someone. She gave me a mate, one I never sought for. I don't want her to be a part of my doomed existence, but still, I can feel her pain as if it's mine. It's very heavy, too much for one person to bear.

Then, their bodies dissolved into countless, shimmering golden motes of light, drifting upward and vanishing into the brilliant sun. I could no longer hold back my tears. I believed my own life would end with their departure, my wish finally spent. But then, the system chimed one last time. [Because Player Cassidy has accomplished a feat of redemption unprecedented since the game's creation, her selfless sacrifice has profoundly moved the foundational laws of 'Terminal Paradise'. [The laws have determined that such devotion deserves an equivalent miracle. [The system will return an equal reward—"Miracle Healing." [Congratulations, Cassidy Eden. You have been reborn.]

each one of them turned and looked at me shocked that I was still conscious ” Princess. Dad please I need to know I said in a weakly" I'm afraid according to world statistics 5% of patients have managed to recover from paralysis" like I said it's rare Miss Blackrose said the doctor looking at me with sympathy which I hated The pill was too bitter to swallow so I closed my eyes and cried silently wishing this were all a dream, but I knew the reality" it was cruel So you're telling me I'm crippled I said looking at the doctor my eyes red with tears ”

Shards of glass scattered across the floor, glinting like stars and I could almost envision him standing there, waiting for me with open arms. Grabbing a piece of the broken mirror, I prepared to take the step I thought would bring me peace. I pressed it to my wrist. Blood gushed from the wound as if it were finally free, pooling around me. The happy memories flashed before my eyes—family vacations, laughter, the warmth of my dad’s hug. In that moment, it felt as if we would be reunited again. “Maya, are you in there?” I could hear a faint voice calling me. It's over,finally I said in my heart before light faded out.

I whisper, my voice trembling with disbelief and yearning. “Aderyn,” he says again, taking a hesitant step toward me. His eyes lock with mine, and for a fleeting moment, it feels as though no time has passed at all. The warmth of his presence, the comfort of his gaze, makes my heart ache with a desperate need for the past to return. “Remember your promise, baby girl,” I hear my father’s voice echo in my mind. I glance back at my fading parents, their forms becoming increasingly insubstantial with each passing second.