Novel & Cerita Dog Suicide Bridge

"Did you use your wealth to overpower them?" I smiled, pressing a button. "Before that, let me share something." ... The screen lit up with photos of Victor, Helene, and Edith at the amusement park. The images grew intimate, showing Victor and Helene cozy together. The room went quiet, cameras flashing wildly. A video played, showing Edith's birthday, with clear shots of hickeys on Victor and Helene. Then it was me locked in a storage room by Edith, followed by Helene's mother being run over by her car.

Yvonne looked hollow, whatever she'd seen having carved something out of her. We left Neon behind in the Forest of Lost Memories, still smiling at something only he could see. I hated myself for it. But I kept walking. ++++++++++ The Bridge of Truths materialized ahead, except there was no bridge. Just a massive chasm with darkness below and the distant shore barely visible. "It only appears if we speak the absolute truth," Ravencrest explained. "Each confession creates a section of the bridge. Lies or half-truths will make you fall." "What kind of truths?" Celeste asked quietly.

My vision was starting to tunnel. Suddenly, we reached the long, high bridge that crossed over the river. There were no turn-offs, just a straight shot of concrete. I slammed on the brakes. The tires screeched. The SUV jerked violently, coming to a dead stop right in the middle of the bridge. Behind us, a car honked its horn before cutting past us, but I didn't care. Angel gasped, her hand still between her legs, her eyes wide with shock. "Daddy? What are you doing?"

This was even more fun than I had expected. “I came here for business, Mr Nathan. If we could talk in your office—” “Please, after you.” He said excitedly, clearing the way for me to go through and I smiled at him sweetly. I made my way to the elevator and as soon as it opened, memories of how I nearly died here came flooding back. “I heard someone died here two years ago,” I muttered, stepping inside and he nodded with a melancholic expression. “My fiance. She was a sweet soul.” He said sadly and I had to bite my tongue to stop the scoff from escaping.

“Wait, how do you know that? “I have my gifts. It was true, whenever I had passed this bridge I would look down and wonder how he had killed himself if he wasn't so tall. And it was too dry to say he had drowned, yet it had been forty years ago, I didn't know what the river was like at that time, maybe it was deeper. I don't know. “It's not true, it's always with you that evil entity, isn't it? You never managed to get rid of it.

- Now the son of a bitch was laughing at my face - You just gave me a good idea! - Aaaaaah! Help! I am literally digging my own grave! - Now I'm not getting out of here - I put my hand to my mouth in fear - Lord what have I done with my life? Sarah had the terrible idea of reminding me of the goalkeeper from the same team as Miguel Henrique who had apparently murdered his wife, and she had to remind me of this just when I was going to spend days alone with the idiot? Did it have to be the morning after our wedding? Not even dead I was going to leave the room to travel alone with Miguel. Could it be that he had a plan to send me seven feet off the ground?

"I still care about you. Look, Rowan’s a lost cause. He’s practically fucking dead. The doctors have said he’s beyond saving. If you stay by his side, you’ll be a widow before long. Let’s keep things between us quiet. Once he’s gone, everything he owns will be ours." Ivy felt her stomach churn. She hadn’t realized just how vile Justin was until this moment. The audacity, the shamelessness—it was suffocating. "What if your brother doesn’t die?" she asked, her voice cold, cutting through the air like a knife. Justin hesitated for a moment, caught off guard by the question. "That’s impossible!" His words came out too quickly, as if he was trying to convince himself more than her. "The doctors h

I bade kamil goodnight tiredly, and retired to the bedroom or should I say our bedroom. On entering the room,Zane was there already. He was working on his laptop. so I greeted him as I closed the door quietly behind me. I walked into the room not getting any response from him. what have I done this time.I wondered... "Welcome" he muttered to me and I proceeded to undressing and taking a shower. His head was still buried to his laptop as I entered the shower and the water droplets touched the floor. Zane's POV

I smiled to myself. The door opened and Ryder was led in by another guy. "Jax! It's good to see you. I hope you have good news for me " he beamed taking his seat opposite me at the bar. He took out ice block into his cup and filled it with alcohol. Oh, that's your last drink, fool. I thought. Ryder is someone you should call devil's advocate. He was evil and killed without no mercy. He killed his wife because she saw him when he shot his brother. He even said it without remorse.

He interrupts my thoughts, "But it wasn't a hybrid, nor a woman as Sabre stated." "What do you mean?" confusion filling my head. "The bridge was made by one of our cubs, and not a hybrid. In fact, no werewolf has crossed our boarders in a while Arthur." he explains. ***