Novel & Cerita Broken Souls Ariana Cane

"We need to be careful. If they realize we still have this evidence, they won’t stop coming for us." Ariana took a deep breath. "I know." Silence settled over the room. Then Adrian spoke. "Are you ready for what comes next?" Ariana lifted her head, meeting their gazes. She had been through hell. She had been betrayed, broken, left with nothing. But she had risen from the ashes. She wasn’t running anymore. With unwavering determination, she answered, "More ready than ever."

Denise went through her profile and made sure to delete every picture of herself and Denise…there were only few of hers and Clark. He never allowed her to post their pictures on social media. If only Denise had realised earlier his true intentions… Angrily, she throws the phone at the wall…it broke into pieces… All through the night, Denise cried… All through the night, she lay on the floor soaked in tears with swollen eyes and a reddened face. There was no one to make her relax… she was in her crumbled world again…facing it with a bruised heart…wishing that somehow, some magic occurs to reverse the sorrowful events…to numb the pain that burdened her mind greatly. There and then, she decided

"Ariana is keeping her prisoner. She's been using magic to make Maya look dead." Rosemary started to cry. "Maya is alive? All this time, Maya has been alive?" "Yes," Luna said. "But not for much longer. Ariana is planning to kill her for real soon." "I have to save her," Rosemary said. "You can't do it alone," Luna said. "You need Austin's help. But first, you need to break the spell that Ariana has on him." "How do I do that?" Rosemary asked. "You need to get close to him," Luna said. "When you touch him, the mating bond will be so strong that it will break Ariana's spell."

Ariana retracted back her curiosity and caressed her back which had been hurting from the entire uneven road. Riding a carriage also needs skill, Ariana thought to herself as she got back to looking at the wooden floor of the carriage. Her day at the slave building was short, but she couldn't praise god enough for it as she hadn't suffered from the guards beating. Thinking that way, she couldn't help but turned sorrow from Aurby's ghost who had to stay behind at the cell. Ariana didn't look that much older than her, perhaps she was still only sixteen or seventeen . For her to die in the slave building, it could only mean that she died from the guardsmen's beating or by hunger.

Darius stood mere feet away, his scar glowing as he struggled against my curse. “Help her,” present-day Aria whispered, tears streaming down her face. “Please.” But he didn’t. The rogues struck the final blow, and her past self collapsed, her lifeless body crumpling to the ground. Present-day Aria screamed, the sound raw and guttural, as she relived the agony of her death. --- I stepped closer, my voice low and hypnotic. “You see now, don’t you? Even the strongest bond can be broken. Even the one you love the most can betray you.”

Immediately Arian step out courageously, she touched the bracelet with her and she directed the bracelet light to the evil beings, which most of them began screaming in pain and some were holding their eyes in pain as the light is burning their eyes out, some other evil beings immediately rushed towards her with forced, but she made a swift and released the wind force in her to the direction where the evil beings are coming from and most of them zoom back with force in which some of them hurt their head and injure their self while turning back to their full human form and gave up. Ariana started walking further while the evil beings are throwing attacks at her and she kept retorting back wit

Arian wouldn’t give him the satisfaction of seeing her broken. “Ariana Thomas as my mate. You are free to leave my country or stay in my service, but from now on, there is nothing connecting us.” The string burst at the same time as he said the last word. Ariana gets hit harder since she had hopes for their relationship, yet she keeps her composure.

Everything was destroyed in the first life. Ariana in the second life is the embodiment of her responsibility and regret. She is more mature than Ariana in the first life. But unfortunately, she tends to be more serious and stuck in the past that binds her. Ariana in the third world is the embodiment of the loneliness and fear that Ariana has felt all along. She has not had a good life, and tends to be more quiet and obedient than the other Ariana. From the beginning, her nature was not as brave as the rest of her. It's just that, in times of distress, she can borrow strength from her other souls to get out of trouble (like when she was protecting the hostages. She borrowed Ariana's courage

Then as I turned into ash, a gust of breeze from wherever flew and some of the ash flew to Ariana’s shoulder, ingraining itself there. She screamed though not as horrific, and looked at her shoulder which now had a sinister black magic mark. It was with the same intense level of horrification as a 1st degree burn. Instantly she passed out, nearly assuming death but couldn’t. Ariana had been possessed by revenge, and the dark shadow kept her heart beating. Finally, I heard nothing, and my ashy state vanished forever, to its endless tormented abyss.

“What do you mean? Anna is my late brother’s widow. Amora is my only wife.” The doctor looked at me as if I were some moron. “All of New York knows what’s up. No one actually buys the story that she’s your sister-in-law. Besides, it didn’t look like nothing was going on between you two when you came for an examination.” My heart sank. Not talking back for once, I took the medical charts from him. “When Amora arrived at the hospital, both her arms were covered in broken glass shards, but the doctors were occupied with Anna’s examination, so Amora didn’t receive anesthesia for her treatment. She blacked out and came to several times while the nurse removed the shards.”