Novel & Cerita Eren And Historia

"Mom. Please. This isn't you. You can still stop this. You can still make the right choice." "The right choice?" Elena's laugh was bitter. "I stopped making the right choices twenty years ago when I helped Marcus murder the Silvermoon Pack. When I looked into that little girl's eyes, into Thelma's eyes, and lied to her about who her parents were. When I raised her as my own while planning her eventual death." "Then stop now," Yvonne pleaded. "It's not too late. You can still…"

He wanted to make sure that his time travel was successful at the appointed time. "It's the year two thousand and twentieth of June. S viruses? What S viruses? I've never heard of it," Jessica answered honestly. "Oh thank goodness then. I'm at the right time," said Eren, lowering his face. "Excuse me sir, may we know your name? You're definitely not from around here. May we know where are you from?” Jessica asked curiously. "My name is Eren. I'm from Canada," answered Eren honestly. But Eren didn't say he came from the future.

“I always found it weird that you humans, despite your diversity, all believed this one story, about your heroic legacy, and how you defeated the evil in the world. The history of mankind, that is what you call it” Eren spoke calmly, his voice didn’t have a single trace of hostility, for he hoped she would understand, and maybe, just maybe, his earlier actions against her can be forgiven, and then they, together, can find out a way to save the world and write down a new history with a brighter future.

Donna nodded in agreement before saying, "Yes. All employees too. They must know your history for the past 15 years but in personal cases, such as yours, they will go back further." I set down my coffee and calmly straightened out my blankets to avoid getting angry before I asked, "They?" I looked up at Donna and gave her a warning look before I asked, "Who are they?" Donna looked visibly uncomfortable. She stood up and placed the chair back before she said, "I think I should let Master Bo explain. He knows more about it than I do." She began to walk out of the room before I crossed my arms in frustration. I sat there staring at my food as Donna kept giving me reasons why she had to suddenly

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“Ahh I don’t really know why, but I think I’m just gifted?” Miss Minerva assist me to go back to prepare for a bath. While walking she told me, “I heard you ask Vandross why your book is called relic right? “Your book is possessed by our Ancestors and passed by or sometimes stolen. Relics in Zennery are not just books. There are many kinds of Relics. The Battle Relics which consist of swords, armor and shield. The Enchantment Relics the same as your book where spells are written and the Special Relics this was said to be unknown. I wonder were you get that notebook.”

Not because he was fat or he had a dead brother, not because he was weird or he had a nickname that mocked his entire identity. Because she didn’t care about all that. She knew he had fallen for her and she helped him out of it. To fall for another she couldn’t see. Irene. Katharina Stones. She couldn’t see but only believed when she was faced with the truth. That she was real. NOW And she looked up from the text she was about to write to Sally. She had gotten her new number from her best friend, Jeffrey. And after two years, she was actually willing to make amends. To finally embrace the person she was in Rennè.

Couldn’t I have found a better excuse? Erden fakes back a smile, hardly able to hide the fact that he is not at all convinced. Thankfully, Eren appears in the salon and his face lits up on seeing Erden. "Sir, sir!" He cries out excitedly and runs to him. Erden eyes widen on looking at my son who is sneaking in between his legs. “What the hell did you do to him!” He gasps. “It’s her.” I correct with a grin. Eren gives me an accomplice wink before he begins tossing his wig over his shoulder. "I'm Erena." He tells Erden, flipping his false hair.