Defiance Of The Fall Royal Road นิยาย & เรื่องราว

“You absolutely have a face. That is your I am about to do something horrifying and explain it badly face.” Ben nodded. “I have seen it before.” Eli leaned around Mara. “I think we should hear the plan.” “You are fifteen,” Mara snapped. “Almost sixteen.” “If you say that one more time, I will let Black Hollow raise you.” He shut his mouth. I looked back at Cassian. “What is the old throne road exactly?” He did not answer quickly. Of course. The hesitation alone made the room colder. “It was once a passage between the Lycan throne and the borderlands,” he said. “Kings used it during war. Queens used it during coronations. The dead used it when their bodies could not be returned.”

Camille asked, “and why America? I guess—but most importantly, why do you think I will be able to help you?” The room fell silent for an instant and she watched Gianni open his mouth to respond, but then he hesitated and that was when Camille knew she had him where she wanted. What was the term? Oh, yes, checkmate.

“ I didn’t do anything.” But his eyes said he didn’t believe me. “ The barrier was failing. The crystals were dimming, losing their light, and then—” He pointed toward the massive crystal stone that stood near the center of camp. “—they flared to life again. Only someone of royal blood can awaken them. Only a descendant of the royal family could do that.” Royal blood. The words felt strange, almost laughable. Me? Royal? I wanted to deny it immediately, to tell him he was wrong, that I wasn’t even one of them. But his expression was so certain, so full of disbelief and hope that I didn’t know what to say.

The idea was a dangerous one, a spark of hope that could easily be crushed by the harsh reality of my existence. Today, after another day of school and another terse exchange with Mrs. Wyatt about something Zane had falsely accused me of doing, I walked the familiar path back to the quarter. The sun dipped lower, painting the sky in fiery hues, a stark contrast to the quiet ache in my chest. I was ten, and I was Cole Junior, the invisible boy of the Wyatt household. But somewhere, deep down, a tiny flame of defiance flickered. I might not know the truth now, but one day, I would. One day, I would find out why. And then, maybe then, I wouldn't be invisible anymore.

I crave this kind of power with everything I have As soon as he is gone, I walk toward the door. This is when a new thought comes to me. Alfonso is here, in my pack, under my roof. He's powerful, yes, but he's also alone. And accidents can happen to anyone. Nobody is above unfortunate accident , not even the alpha king

"Mutual exchange? That doesn't exist. What exists is the survival of the fittest. You must never look weak, must never show ANY weakness. One mistake can lead to your demise or if you are as unlucky as me, your demise will come whether you make any mistake or not, so just tell me what you guys want so I would not have this hope that my life could still change" "Haaa.... Sorry. Just, please tell me the reason" I added, head down, voice weak. The last time I hoped that something in my life would change for the better, I almost got sacrificed and the last time I trusted someone, I got betrayed. "No reason" Rozen said pokerfaced. "I don't need to have any reason to do anything to someone I am in

“Before I tell you, you must know that whatever the outcome, one thing is for certain. I will go down in flames or die trying to save us. We need to take every risk necessary to reach our endgame.” “And what exactly is our end game here, Leo?” Since the moment I first saw her, I have concealed a dark secret behind the facade of trying to be her hero. The heart of the now-defiant Queen may belong to someone else... But the truth is, Zeynep Volkov belongs to me and I will reduce cities to soot and ash to claim what is rightfully mine. No matter what it takes. I'll make her mine. If I have to wait... Kill for her...

“Now you’ve fallen—you’ve lost everything you were meant to be—just because of me!” He pulled back just enough to look me in the eyes, his gaze full of love and quiet certainty. “Haven’t I fallen hard enough? Long before I lost my wings… I had already fallen completely for you. And that fall was far deeper, far more real, and far more permanent than anything else I could ever experience.”