Cerita Novel Antares Novels & Stories

“In the end, Aretha bought us new storybooks for bedtime stories because Fawn couldn’t take glory in those because she wouldn’t be in the room when they were read to us.” Oscar looked around the room. A lot of pack members that were once here had disappeared, and the recount of Otto and Lola’s of past events had come to light about the marketplace, and the necklace that Dante had bought for Aretha now took on new meaning if she had bought it for herself, Fawn would have come along and made a scene and blamed Aretha for trying to steal it as she went to pay, that’s why Aretha had just left it that day at the markets.

I breathe him in—leather, smoke, danger and it’s intoxicating. “Nova,” I say finally, because my mouth is a traitor. “My name’s Nova.” His smile like he is right about something. “Figures.” “Figures?” “Stars burn out fast,” he says, his voice so soft it’s almost kind. Almost. “But when they go, they light up the whole sky.” And just like that, I know I’m in trouble. Big, blue eyed, leather-clad trouble.

Anak itu lantas mendekatkan wajah; mencoba membaca halaman buku tersebut. Venus tidak terlalu paham, tapi adegan yang terpampang sedang menjelaskan tentang keadaan di mana masa-masa Amerta akhirnya mendekati akhir. Karena tidak mau mengotori tangannya dengan debu, Venus menggunakan Bakat Udara lagi untuk menutup buku itu. Sampulnya menjelaskan bahwa itu hanya novel fiksi yang terinspirasi dengan keadaan nyata di masa kejatuhan Amerta.

But that's what the handsome man whose face was covered with blood did. Antares lives only for one purpose, namely revenge. The Nephilim could disappear in the blink of an eye, but he wanted to feel the pain for a little longer. Pain that he never expressed to anyone. Unexpectedly, someone's tiny hand made him open his eyes. "Open your eyes, master! Oh God, please tell me you're still alive!" Someone was screaming hysterically. Antares opened his eyes, and he saw a girl sitting next to him. The blue umbrella lay next to the girl, one of the girl's hands was still on Antares' shoulder. It was as if she could stop the bleeding from the rifle bullet that pierced his skin.

"YES" Maxi didn't keep Anthea. Although he still had a lot of questions to probe, stories to ask this strange foreign girl. But let's leave it for another time. Maxi is not one to waste his time, nor is he one to show any interest in anything. But Anthea was different. She was the exception. All information about Anthea's origin and identity is unclear. Even if Maxi investigated it, there was no satisfactory result. Anthea hid herself too well, or someone behind the scenes had a hand in this.

Like an unforgettable habit, the Old Mercator went out talking with the chief of the Antareses. He begins by talking about how he is dealing now with a small company in which he couldn’t deny that he had a lot of frustrations in it too. His company, Ferdinand Antares, chuckles at having the same experience as his. “I also dealt with one but it's another story on how my war got done with them.” He stopped right there without any intention to say more about that company.

His voice held a promise. “Aella” Antares finally spoke, his voice carried a hint of warning, “scram” a loud roar erupted from Eros, the pack members scampered away, but Antares stood his ground, unshaken by the roar, I shifted uncomfortably under his gaze. With one last glance, Antares turned and left without looking back, I shook off the unease and chill I felt as I watched his retreating back. “What's your choice, little one?” Eros blocked my view, drawing my attention back to him.

he said in his strange and mysterious voice. “Are you perhaps talking about boiling a water or flashing water to fire?” Altara can only guess, but didn't pursue the matter and look tnrough the book in his side. He smile at it and said, “That book looks familiar. Is it about the firefllies?” The youth gasp but instantly regain his posture. He clear his throat and shifted in his seat.

she said and smiled. I nodded attentively. My gaze fixed on her as curiosity gnawed at me, wondering why she had two mates. How will they share her? “Anyway, I apologise for not introducing myself earlier. I am Irish Karson, a senior healer from the east territory,” she introduced herself as she extended a friendly hand greeting. A genuine smile spread on my lips as I accepted her hand without any hesitation. Meeting such kind-hearted individuals in this place fills my heart with joy. “My name is Aria Celestine Malfold; you can call me Aree,” she nodded.

I hope that you enjoyed this story. This was one of the first full novels that I wrote. If you have you will also enjoy Across the Desk and the triology that it sparked. it is a dark romance story in which a young woman, Deanna, finds her true love and they forge a bond that not even her insane family can break. The second in the story is Weathering the Storm where their story continues. Then breaking the Eye Wall which they finally find the end of their nightmare together. WEathering the storm is already on goodnovel and Breaking the eye wall will be released in November of 2020.