Enderal The Voice From The Water 소설 & 이야기

I whispered. "Thank you, my lady." I took a tentative step and then another. Laryn waited until I leaned against the door. He turned away and his wings sent enough air my way that I almost fell over. I turned the large handle and pushed. The door opened easier than I expected and I fell into the front hall. It took me a few seconds to open my eyes. Maxwell stood over me. "Water," I croaked. Someone placed cool water to my lips a minute later. I drank too much and nausea rose in my stomach. I knew I looked the complete fool, but I managed to gain my hands and knees, then my feet.

Her scent was embedded in his skin, his faint heartbeat had her smiling in relief. But it was so faint. She tried to pull him but she couldn't do anything. Her body jolted as water filled her lungs. But she held Hunter close. Maybe this was it. She barely noticed his eyes opening wide and the next thing there was immense light illuminating deep in the pond and she realised the light was coming out of her. The next thing she knew an immense amount of power surged through her veins. Her bones cracked and within a blink, she pulled Hunter out of the pond as he coughed.

Dante: “Maria, you need to breathe” I said, giving the woman a glass of water. She sat on a chair, sobbing her eyes out as her son wrapped his arms around her, wanting to comfort her, his pain visible in his eyes for his mother who was in the weakest of all states. Her heart raced against her chest, and taking the glass from my hand, I sat on my knee in front of her, ensuring that she was able to hold the glass and take a sip of the cold water. It would at least help cool her body, if a little at this point.

Be ready to follow me. My men bow to me and leave, waiting for me at the tent door. When I head to Lycon Moon, they follow me without saying a single word. In my hand, I carry a small box containing a vial of wolfsbane and an injection. I need to bring him in without drawing anyone's attention. On paths I knew to be safe, I led my men close to the river, where Angel liked to swim. Standing against the wind without any movement, we sat down and waited. This was going to be easy.

The drum was full of water, cold and still, reflecting the pale light above. Ryder turned the tap, letting the water run for a moment. The sound of it splashing echoed through the room. His voice was calm and cold. “I hate lies.” He shut the tap off, turned back, and strode toward Arden. Without warning, he seized the boy by the collar and dragged him across the floor to the drum. Arden struggled weakly, his hands clawing at Ryder’s arm. “Please—wait—” Arden’s words broke off as Ryder shoved his head into the water.

Why won't she open her gorgeous eyes and look at him? He wouldn't mind if she started shouting and scolding him again. He will take another slap also, as long as she wakes up. "She swallowed water.", Caden said to Maddox and then spoke to two warriors who were holding oars. "Take us to the shore, close to the pack hospital." He mind-linked Travis to expect a patient who has lungs full of water. "What about Miss Talia and Alpha Drake?", Axel asked. "They are aware that Alpha Maddox found Tatiana and that we are heading to the pack hospital.", Caden responded and waved at warriors to hurry.

Lay your heart next to mine, let the end begin… The surface is losing, the water will win. I’m everything promised, I’m all that you need, Your only truth, your final creed. Manolya… mmm… ooh… Manolya. Descend to me… descend to me… The waves will claim you, soft and slow, Six thousand fathoms… forever below. Come down to me… come down to me… Manolya… ooh… Manolya.”

I let go and started to sink. Then the dark shuddered. Hard. Not gentle. A shockwave tore through that quiet ocean like someone had dropped a live grenade into it, and the nothing around me went white-hot in an instant. I heard something. Faint, muffled, coming from very far away, like a voice shouting from the surface of a lake I was drowning in. "...resurrect you just so I could kill you myself." Elara. Even half-dead, even wherever I was, I would have known that voice anywhere. It's the same voice that once told a room full of Elders to go choke on their own rulebook.

When I just stared at her blankly, her expression soured. "Don't play dumb. Give me the motion sickness pills." That was when I remembered that Celine got severely airsick. I used to always carry her medication on me, just in case she needed it. But after she tossed me into the water like I was nothing, still going out of my way for her would just be pathetic. "Do I look like your personal assistant?" I ignored the darkening look on her face and took my own medication. After she kicked me into the pool, I'd had a high fever for three straight days.

"You've always known. You just forgot." "Forgot what?" "Everything. Your name, your power, and your purpose." The voice pauses. "Me." Tears start running down my face. "I don't understand." "Touch the water," the voice says. "Just one finger. That's all it takes." My hand reaches out slowly. The water looks so smooth, so inviting. "My lady, no!" Helena screams. But it's too late. My fingertip touches the surface. The moment I make contact, everything explodes.