Elysian Bride Mga Nobela at Kwento

One drop, two, three, fall into the bowl. The liquid inside writhes like it is alive, turning silver, then white, then a light so pure it hurts to look at. Gasps ripple through the hall. Malphas lifts the bowl high. His blind eyes weep tears of rapture. “Behold!” he cries. “The soul of Elara Wynne burns brighter than any in a thousand years! She is chosen! She is pure! She is the bride the Serpent has waited for!” The cheering is deafening.

The illusion clung to Elian like a shroud woven from nightmares, the monstrous wolf's crimson eyes boring into him across the fractured veil of time and shadow. Its voice had slithered through the air moments before, a guttural rumble that vibrated in his bones: 'So... you are the Chosen Bride.' Now, it called again, deeper, more insistent, as if the beast sensed his wavering resolve. 'Come, little light. Face the abyss that binds us.'

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Didi’s mother, Ruth, scowled from the sidelines, glaring daggers, but Vera didn’t flinch. The press went wild. Cameras clicked, capturing every sharp glance, every small tremor, every forced smile. Vera pulled back, leaving Didi visibly shaken. “An applause for the bride, please,” Vera said sweetly, voice carrying across the room. Claps erupted immediately, polite at first, then swelling as everyone tried to capture the moment. Vera winked at Didi—and at Charles—deliberately, a small spark of mischief in her eyes. Didi’s lips twitched, attempting a smile, but it didn’t reach her eyes. Charles’ knuckles whitened around his side.

Finally a fine young lady stepped forward, and as if she could control their will, they all remained quiet. "Prince Elias." I felt my body become stiff when I heard the name Elias. It sounded similar to the name of the younger shadow in my vision. "Ezar Ego, greets his majesty, Prince Elias." She said, She was an Ego too? Could she be his cousin, wait what is going on. I glanced over at Richard who seemed to continuously avoid my eyes, he knew why I was glaring at him. I never knew his name was Elias.

It showed me… in a blood-red gown, wearing a crown of bone. In my arms, I held something—a baby. The child cried, and its eyes were pitch black. “What is this…?” I breathed. The little girl finally turned to me. And when she spoke, her voice came from beneath the earth—cracked and heavy with ancient sorrow. > “They sewed me into the song. I was the first bride.” My blood ran cold. “What?” > “My name is Ellyn. I was the bride who was never named. She—Lady Morrigan—killed me on the day of her ascension. But my song remained. She used it to open the altar.”

And he knows I won’t leave. Zayn's smile doesn't falter, but he reaches out for the untouched drink that was placed in front of him and he starts to swirl it around as he says, “She had green eyes. They sparkled wherever she went. She shone. She was rare. A true orohëk. But marrying the wrong man when you are a woman… well, it never ends well, does it?”

The other half was living shadow, constantly shifting between forms – wolf, man, something older that hurt to perceive. "Sister," he said, his voice a harmony of human and void. "You're glowing. Pregnancy suits you." The words hit like physical blows. Dimitri's snarl shook the amphitheater, but I couldn't speak. Couldn't breathe. Pregnant? I wasn't—couldn't be—we hadn't even completed the trinity bond— "Oh, you didn't know?" Marcus's shadow-half smiled with too many mouths. "The goddess fire changes everything it touches. Including wombs. Congratulations – you're carrying the first Lycan heir conceived through divine intervention."

Soft in the right places but still toned. Full breasts. Wide hips. Round ass. Long legs. And confidence radiating off her. She was exactly my type. Hell, she’d definitely make my roster. I could feel jealousy rising in my chest so fast it almost pissed me off. Because Lucien found his mate. And she accepted him immediately. Meanwhile Elias and I got fucked over by ours. My mother practically sprinted toward the girl and hugged her. My father stood proudly. “Boys, this is your brother’s mate. Her name is Elena. She’s a gamma female from Silvercrest.”