Novel & Cerita Does Winter Die In Wings Of Fire

Mesirere mei sunt," she chanted weakly and continued sobbing The pyre exploded into flames She gasped and Celandine's body collapsed on the ground, not moving anymore Everywhere was dark, because the flames had stopped flickering. A mark in the black sky became visible, a pair of white wings with scattered blood drops. There, in that battle which was wrapped with history, was too quiet, except a lying motionless body on it. Even the wind had stopped, the rustling of dead leaves and stalks weren't heard anymore. It remained for a while

Lord Daniel said but Vala wasn't watching him, her eyes were on Ruthless who wasn't showing any sign of movement. "Winter... please look at me." "He's dead, you know, never coming back again." Lord Daniel told her as he followed her eyes to where she was staring. "No, my husband cannot die," Lord Daniel smiled and removed the sword from Ruthless body, "Perhaps, burning him would convince you that he is truly dead," he said and with a flick of his hand, fire surrounded Ruthless lifeless body. "No!!" Vala yelled out trying to free herself from the two falcon's holding her. She watched with tears in her eyes as her Winter body was consumed by fire. She couldn't hide her tears nor stop it from f

His hand remained deep in Winter's chest, drawing out the power of the Eclipse Essence, ignoring her pain completely. Hadzen caught Winter just as she slumped, her body simply unable to hold on any longer. He caught her in his arms cradling her fragile form against him. "No, please, Winter, please stay with me," he whispered, his voice breaking out of his chest. He pressed his hands against the wound, desperate to apply pressure to stop the bleeding-but it was futile. The pulse was growing weaker each second. Winter opened her eyes for one second and focused on Hadzen's with her golden gaze. "It's okay…I knew…this would be.my fate…" she whispered weakly and strainedly.

she screeches. "Protecting you!" I roar back, my eyes scanning the wisps. The wisps are closing in, their cold breath sending shivers down my spine. I can feel their anger pulsing through the air like an electric current. We stand side by side, ready to take on the wisps. I can see the determination in Winter's eyes, the same kind of determination that made me fall in love with her in the first place. The wisps close in, their eerie whispers filling my head. I can feel their cold breath on my skin as I slash and cut at them with my claws. They're strong, much stronger than before, but I refuse to give in. I won't let them hurt Winter.

The tattoo of the phoenix on the baby's left hand. She knew she was holding the Phoenix of Winter in her arms. Finally! She had her chance. Discarding the lifeless body of the baby's mother, Ursula flew with the baby on her magical broom to a very desolate tower. Her plan was to keep her there, because if she is caged in, there is no way she would be able to find the destined Ice King.

I fought against it, trying to draw in any breath I could manage. "Declan!" I gasped, struggling to call out through my panic and pain. "You're stronger than this!" His grip remained steady, while I felt the world slipping away, shadows creeping in and taking over my mind slowly. In the distance, I could hear a faint noise—a muffled sound, like someone screaming, but it was too far off to be clear. Then, suddenly, Winter burst out of a tunnel, her clothes torn and soaked. She looked at us, eyes wide with panic. When she saw the scene, her face twisted in horror, and before I could call out to her, she raised her hands, unleashing her powers.

Her sorrowful passing was a meticulously planned murder. ... Meanwhile, chaos engulfed the Winters Mansion. Olive sobbed in Richard's arms. "It's all my fault. Neal and Liam saved me, but Eira..." Richard patted her back, his eyes dark with menace. The police had just left, concluding, "Eira Winters is missing, likely taken by the kidnappers." He gripped his cane, his knuckles turning white. I was a nuisance alive, but if I were dead, my mother's connections and hidden assets would slip away.

“What should I do?” The assistant was caught off guard. It was the first time Nick had ever asked him for advice. He stood up quickly, speaking carefully. “Sir, you might not like what I’m about to say, but I’ve been by your side for eight years. I’ve seen everything you and Ms. Winters have gone through.” He paused to study Nick’s face. When he saw no sign of anger, he went on. “You two once loved each other deeply. You survived countless storms together, but you couldn’t survive the quiet. Ms. Winters won’t come back once she’s gone.

POV DARLENE The air didn't just turn cold; it died. The moment the Frost-Walker King made his declaration, the remaining warmth of the morning sun was extinguished as if a giant, icy hand had snuffed out a candle. From the battlements of the Blood Fortress, I watched in silent horror as the "Great Winter" surged up the mountain slopes. It wasn't a natural storm of snow and wind; it was a creeping, skeletal plague of white frost that turned the very air into a web of jagged glass.