Broken Souls Ariana Cane 소설 & 이야기

Placing her hand on Celina's forehead, Arianna started chanting the reduction of pain spell that was able to reduce the physical pain of Celina, "Asinta Mulaf Hinto, Asinta Mulaf Hinto." Arianna didn't know how rapidly the wound began to heal, but it appeared to close almost instantly the second Celina's lips pulled away from her wrist. Seconds later, the puncture marks on her wrist sealed shut and she rose to her feet once again, offering her hand which Celina took with a look of awe in her eyes. When she was standing, Arianna asked, "Who are you?" "I-I'm Celina, and before you ask anymore questions, I helped Amara in resurrecting the dead because she held my sister captive." Celina explain

"You think you can defy me? You are nothing, Ariana. A weak, pathetic excuse for a Luna." With a sudden surge of strength, Ariana pushed Damon away from her, scrambling to her feet. She could feel the bruises forming on her skin, the pain a stark reminder of the torment she endured daily. "I will never be yours," Ariana spat, her voice filled with venom. "You can take my body, but you will never have my soul." Damon's face contorted with rage, and he lunged at her, his fists flying. Ariana dodged his blows, her mind filled with thoughts of escape.

The ashes still floated there what remained of Reza, of rebellion, of ruin. Aria dipped beneath the surface. One breath. Gone. Cassian tensed. Then she rose. Water cascading down her skin like she’d just been born again. But she hadn’t. She’d just decided not to be buried. Not by anyone. Gasps moved through the crowd. Not horror. Not lust. Recognition. Of a woman who refused to be made polite in her grief. Who stripped down not to seduce but to show them what wasn’t supposed to survive.

“Maybe because I wasn’t fighting just one man but you, and your entire men and they couldn’t even knock me out completely. You see that’s why-“ He was about to say something else but he was distracted by what he saw. Ariana was weak, she was struggling too. She coughed out blood. She was clothed with blood too. She panted and held her tummy. She was in pain as she did so. She felt her whole soul leaving her body. She knew she was losing her baby. She cried and stared at Starr, in anger Gomez removed her tape. “Oh, it’s a bloody day for everyone isn’t it.?” Gomez said the world's most insensitive joke and he didn’t care if she was in pain or not.

But something inside her snapped into place. Ariana forced herself up, and with a sudden shove she pushed her away. Gemma stumbled backward and slammed into someone in the crowd. The crowd erupted into louder murmurs as phones appeared in people’s hands. Ariana barely had time to steady herself when a hand clamped onto her shoulder from behind and spun her around. The slap cracked through the cemetery. Juliana’s hand struck her across the face so hard Ariana dropped to the ground again. The taste of blood filled her mouth, as her nose began to drip onto the front of her dress.

"You could never have. I'd cut off the connection, and what you saw on the surveillance cam was an act. The report was also a fake. The STD wasn't transferred, but I ingested coffee tainted with your blood by accident. I was forced to take PEP for two weeks to prevent transmission." I turned my eyes to the dumbstruck Donald. "Besides, you've already found a new host to… leech from." Then, I strode off before they could say anything. The weight that'd been haunting me was finally gone. I booked a flight for Astermis. It was scheduled for tonight, and I had some packing up to do. … While I was sampling local food in Astermis, Donald bombarded my phone with message after message. 'Cynthia, you

“Don’t touch me. Don’t even look at me. You’ve broken me enough.” I turned toward the door, each step heavier than the last. My heart was bleeding, my soul screaming, Karina’s growls echoing in the back of my mind. Behind me, Kael called out, his voice cracking. “Aria, wait!” I stopped at the door but didn’t turn around. My tears blurred the silver glow of the moon outside. “Goodbye, Kael. Don’t ever come after me again.” And with that, I stepped into the night, my chest hollow, my wolf restless, my world shattered.

His paws hit the ground and he was running, following the scent trail that screamed of violence and death. What he found made his world stop. Ariana lay crumpled on the forest path, her small body broken and bleeding. Her face was unrecognizable beneath swelling and blood. Her breathing came in wet, rattling gasps that spoke of punctured lungs and shattered ribs. She wasn't moving, in fact she was barely breathing.