Novel & Cerita Erased

“No…” He knelt slightly so he was at her level. And for the first time, his voice softened. “You are not losing yourself.” A pause. “You are losing contradiction.” Ama’s eyes widened slightly. “What does that mean?” He answered immediately. “It means everything you were told that cannot coexist is being removed.” Gabriel snapped, “That’s erasure!” The man didn’t look at him. Only at Ama. “It is correction.” Elena’s voice returned again, now layered with system tone.

The crib was empty, and everything was gone. Even our wedding portrait had been taken down. The room held nothing of mine except the faint trace of my scent still lingering on the pillow. Every sign that I had ever existed in this house had been erased. I had been desperate enough to wipe away every last trace, to leave him with nothing to hold onto. Jasper slid down the side of the bed and crumpled onto the floor, clutching the pillow to his chest. His shoulders shook violently, and a single hot tear rolled down his face.

Victor looked horrified. “Nathan.” He called. Nathan ignored him. “She tried exposing everyone.” He continued. Amara felt her heartbeat increase. Thump. Thump. Thump. Nathan continued. “They couldn’t kill her.” Silence crashed. “So they erased her.” Everything stopped. No. No no no. Adrian stared. “Erased?” Nathan slowly nodded. “They removed her identity.” Amara felt sick. No. How could someone erase a person? Then Adrian’s mother looked directly into the camera again.

One of the colossal hands touched a nearby shelf. Instantly— Every book upon it vanished. Not burned. Not destroyed. Simply... Gone. Adrian looked toward the empty space. "What happened?" The First Reader answered solemnly. "Those lives..." "...never existed." The realization struck Adrian like ice. The Erasers weren't destroying history. They were removing it completely. A second hand reached toward the Hall. This time— It reached directly for Adrian. The crystal compass exploded with white light. The tiny silver key bearing the feather symbol rose into the air.

We need to understand each flaws and it’s the same for other people. “Ellaine is a good friend. She knows I don’t want to be entangled with her despite what her father did and so she grabbed a guy from out of nowhere and introduced it to her father as someone she holds dearly in her heart.” I nodded. “Uncle also accepted it and just let Ellaine be happy with whoever she wanted and just like that… she also found herself falling for the same man despite it starting as a pretend to escape an arrange marriage. The two got along well and even came to a point of starting a relationship. They were happy. Ellaine was now happy until…,” he paused for a moment. “…she found Carlos cheating on her.” Dae

" Jeanie said " Huh … and what did you two say to him ?" I asked " He ask have he talked to you earlier" " We said we haven't talked since last night " they both said . Aww " Oh okay" I nodded my head Looking down at my phone to see the time . I have 2 hours till my meeting with the building manager for the dance studio . I was supposed to go yesterday evening ,but I canceled because I didn't want to miss training in the morning and I knew I would get home later last night and it would take at least an hour or two to fall asleep .

I looked away, confused. “You told me you wanted the tattoo visible so people knew I was yours. But how can I show it when it’s in a place I have to cover?” His growl was rough, the needle still hovering near my skin. “You won’t need to show it. No one will dare touch you. Anyone who thinks of you the way I do… I’ll erase him.” His words made me dizzy with how much he owned me. He leaned in, pressing his lips to my forehead. “You deserve love.”

At Harry's command, cold vapor enveloped Edgar, and he lost consciousness instantly. Goodbye, Jess. Congratulations on your wedding.

Daisy still kept silent, calm as if nothing had happened. Dash’s head was like mud, he couldn’t remember anything. He quickly rushed into the bathroom and poured cold water on his head. A few blurry, fragmented images exist in memory. To stop Daisy's annoying crying. Dash sees Daisy as nothing more than a stuffed animal. Cover her nose, pinch her cheeks, spread her mouth, strangle. Being bothered too much. Daisy also reacted a bit. Mumbling something, she turned over and leaned in the other direction, continuing to sleep.