By Virtue I Fall Cora Reilly Mga Nobela at Kwento

My body was bound open, displayed, vulnerable to every masked gaze. “Do you submit to this exposure?” she asked. My voice was raw, trembling. “I… I submit.” “Louder.” “I submit.” The circle exhaled as one. Corin stepped forward now, at last, every line of his body taut with authority. He did not touch me immediately. Instead, he walked around the chair slowly, deliberately, so that every eye followed him. “This is Evelyn,” he declared. “You see her unveiled, stripped of her masks. She stands not only as flesh, but as proof—that shame can be transformed into devotion, that surrender is not weakness but power.”

She beamed as if she was proud of herself. This man was clearly a vampire. Cora was working with the vampires? “You were a spy?” I whispered to Cora. “This whole time?” “Don’t act so surprised,” Cora chuckled, waving her hand in dismissal. Lord Alaric offered me something that Landry could never give me…” she paused for effect as she lowered herself to meet my gaze. “Power.” “You would betray your own kind for power?” I asked her, hearing the betrayal in my tone. “Did you ever care for him? Or were you just using him to get ahead?”

At least… for now. Elara pulled into a secluded corner, killed the engine, and sat there for a moment. Her breath trembled, fogging the glass. She had done it. She had actually done it. The six-story building above her was silent at this hour. Perfect. The fewer witnesses who saw her arrive, the safer she was. She lifted a hand to wipe away tears that wouldn’t stop falling. Fear, exhaustion and relief they tangled together into something heavy and unsteady. Her unborn daughter moved again, a small flutter beneath her ribs, reminding her that she didn’t have the luxury of breaking down.

The familiar blue sign hung crookedly, one corner shattered. Ethan’s parents’ shop. Maya felt the world tilt. “What is this?” she whispered. “A consequence,” her mother replied calmly. Maya stepped forward, hands trembling. “You said you wouldn’t touch them.” “I said nothing of the sort,” her mother corrected. “I said the situation would be corrected.” Maya’s voice shook. “They’re not involved. They’re just” “Collateral,” her mother said, unmoved. “This is what happens when people forget their place.”

He was slipping into her heart. And she knew—if she wasn’t careful—she’d fall. Hard. The realization scared her. Because falling for him wasn’t just about crushes or fleeting attention. It was about losing herself again. About letting someone in. About risking everything she had worked so hard to protect. But the truth was… she wanted to. Even as she hated it. Even as she knew it was reckless. Even as her mind screamed for caution. Outside, the campus hummed with life. Students passed by, oblivious to the storm inside Nora’s chest. But inside, every pulse, every heartbeat, every breath reminded her that last night had changed everything.

I had heard Max asking for tests to be done, and I had prayed to the Moon Goddess that there were no long-lasting effects. Is it even possible for a person to feel if their blood is tainted or clean? ‘Perhaps we can ask the sisters if there’s a way to harness energy stores or to take energy from the Earth. We can’t keep doing this, it leaves us too vulnerable’, Cora tells me, when she has recovered enough to be present again. ‘Well, good morning to you too, sunshine. Aren’t you just a bundle of joy to wake up to?’ I greet her. ‘I’m serious Eve; our whole life could have been over. We need to learn when to stop.’ She scolds me.

One of them asked panting towards Cora and she sent him a terrifying growl, the wimp stepped back. "You are quite stubborn." Their leader said, "It will be fun breaking you, and mind you, no one can hear you scream, no mummy or daddy to come save you." "I came out hunting for deer but I might as well settle for what is before me." Those were Cora's final words as she leaped in the air attacking their leader. She slashed her paws across the right side of his face injuring his eye and enjoying as he fell back howling in pain.

I asked her as I wrapped my hands around her. “I’m a virgin, Alpha Leonardo, but… but you’re not.” She told me, and my jaw dropped in shock as I stared at her. “What do you mean?” I took in a deep inhale. “Cora, I’m a virgin. I…” it was then it dawned on me that she must have seen something that would cause her to say that. I tucked her wet hair behind her ear, “Cora, did you see something?” I asked her, and she nodded.

“Where’s the video?” “I deleted it.” “Good. Because if I’d seen his face, I would’ve driven to his house and cut his dick off with garden shears.” Her eyes were blazing. “Your father is a spineless, money-grubbing bastard, and we’ve always known that. Although I never thought he would go this far.” “It’s all over. It is all over.” I was sobbing, trembling so hard, “It is all over.” “Don’t say that… hey, look at me.” Cora grabbed my face. “You are not walking down any aisle as some crippled Alpha’s virgin broodmare. You are not giving up your dreams. That’s not happening. Not while I’m breathing.”

“So innocent. Virgin human blood is the sweetest, you know. You’re hungry. I’m bored. I thought... why not celebrate? Just a little fun.” My jaw clenched. Velken snarled inside me. She’s close to the mate. Let her go. She’s not ours to touch. But the hunger… the hunger was a beast I’d caged too long. And Cora smelled divine—soft, pure, sweet. Liora leaned in, kissed Cora’s cheek, her fingers gliding along the girl’s jaw.