Can You Romance Mizora Bg3 นิยาย & เรื่องราว

“Like I wiaaaaaaaoooooouuuu!” Zira very slowly and calmly pinched one testicle. “You hurt my mate. I can make your death easy or long and torturous. Believe me, I know how.” Her voice was still a dead calm but there was a storm in her eyes. The gold specks in her irises glittered menacingly. Moss did not know or understand how a wolf could behave so human-like but he knew that she was not lying. His heart tremored in fear. “I don’t want to be your fated partner. I renounce our bond. I renounce our bond!” Moss screamed with fear and conviction at the end.

he says and conjures up the black mist again. Ri stands his ground and conjures up a light spell and so does Klara. Suddenly I realize the position Rizor is standing in. He is between us. Ri and Klara both stick their hands out to Rizor at the same time and their magic collides with his the same way mine did. I quickly gather my bearings and stand conjuring up an orb of light of my own. "lumière!" The spell collides with his back and his body twists in pain causing his hands to drop and Klara and Ri's magic to collide with his front. Rizor stands trapped, struggling between our beams, and just when I think we won. He suddenly lifts his hands and lets out a shock wave of magical current causi

She only had to understand how to use her knowledge to save her city. Miasma slipped her hand in Ilyria’s. “Whatever happens,” she whispered, “Do not allow Zlo to separate us.” “Why?” whispered Ilyria back. The silence of the rustling gardens and their muffled footfalls made any speech feel too loud. “I’m not sure,” said Miasma. “Just …” She turned her sweet face to Ilyria’s, “I think we need each other.” The doors to the Mogul’s reception chamber loomed before them. Thassa stepped ahead of them and pushed the doors open, not allowing any of them enough time to think what lay before them.

when I woke up it was 12 so immediately if I opened my cellphone if kiro had a text Kiro kiro: good morning kiro: are you awake? kiro: I'm fixing it about our wedding kiro: I'll take care of everything, just rest :) kiro: are you still asleep? joy: sorry kiro I fell asleep again. kiro: I will arrange our wedding where do you want the venue? joy: can we go to the beach while the sun goes down so we can see the sunset after all we both want to watch the sunset. kiro: ok, the reception at the beach is also over so I can see the starry night.

I tried to turn and walk away, but Bryce latched onto my leg. A sharp shout split the air. Camille stormed forward, the flowers she'd been carrying scattering across the ground, and pulled Bryce close. She stared at me with open disappointment, her lips trembling with barely contained fury. "I came here to apologize to you, and this is what I walk into? You tormenting him?" Bryce's face flushed red. He turned to me, his voice small and pleading. "Miles, I'm begging you. Please just give it back. It was my mother's. It's all I have."

“—sora și umbră, soră și soră—” “—sora to kage, shimai to shimai—” “—acceptă-ne ca una.” “—watashi-tachi o hitotsu ni.” The mist exploded upward in a perfect column, spinning like a tornado made of moonlight. Both lockets rose from our hands, chains tangling mid-air. Silver and black garnet melted together in a heartbeat—fusing, reshaping, cooling into two identical lockets. Same Gothic Romanian filigree. Same Japanese kanji in the center: 森羅 – Morua – “to receive.”

VIDA The wedding was over including the reception,I had a long day.The drive from the reception to whatever house was boring.I and Kingston did not talk to each other and it was great.I feel like giving him a slap for kissing me passionately at the church.We got to a house or a mansion.It was painted with purple and it was beautiful.More beautiful than my home.The purple reminded me of Kingston's love for purple and it made me stare at him.Why did he have to hurt me.He destroyed us .He destroyed me..

They spent hours in the heated pool, the water mirroring the violet light of Jesse’s magic, finally completing the union that had been delayed by fear and war. In the other room, Bryce and Jackie were no less fervent. Their passion was grounded in the fierce, protective energy of the Beta bond. They laughed, they fought with the playful intensity of wolves, and they finally allowed the marks on their necks to fully bloom, the interlocking daggers pulsing a steady, satisfied black. They were safe. They were loved. They were home. Outside the shimmering purple curtain of the mirage, the reality was a nightmare. Morgana stood in the center of the damp, freezing cavern, her arms crossed, watchin

The silence left in his wake vibrates through my bones. I pull Zoey close and kiss her — a kiss that steals the ground from under me. Her breath hitches, her fingers curl into my shirt, and something fierce surges through me. My vision tinges red. Ragnar rises. Before I can pull back, Zoey pushes me onto the bed and straddles me, her eyes glowing a brilliant, wild blue. Mia. Our wolves take over. And goddess — they’re unstoppable.

It was obvious that she had been in an ambush for a long time! She walked slowly with a calm and elegant posture, but she looked at Mizar as if he was nothing. "Master, how to deal with him?" She asked Sean respectfully. Sean was expressionless, and responded, "According to the rules, break him! Then throw him to the Trial Island. If he survives, it's his luck!" "Yes." Blackrose nodded, picked up Mizar, and carried him away like a dead dog.