Novel & Cerita Eyes Wide Shut Scene Ritual

Ritual Satine watched his body twitch as she glanced nervously at the sky light. The moonlight was touching the outer rim. She could see it starting to trickle in through it. Any minute now she would be able to complete the ritual. The moon light was tinted a blood red representing the blood moon. Aldric had begun to act aggressively, his body twitching and flexing like he was trying to fight something. His skin sizzled against the wolf bane soaked ropes holding him in place. Satine's stomach curled into itself as she began fidgeting in her spot, her brain trying to come up with what she would do if he woke up. She was nervous that the wolf bane ropes wouldn't hold him. The liquid should ha

The young Alphas and their mates, along with the Pack Alpha and luna, takes a dip in the river; they look up in the rising sun's direction as they think of the one person they desire the most and take a dip in the river whilst they imagine the person of desire in their minds before they come out of the water with closed eyes and joined palms. After Vance father had shown them the ritual by being the first to participate in it, Vance and Purple went into the river. The water was cold, it made goosebumps rise their skin, but it was an essential part of the ritual. Slowly they looked up the sun in the east as they closed their eyes and slowly took a dip. After some time, one head after another

He says he loves me but if I offend him, he can kill me. Suddenly, all those images came back to me like a flashback. •••• *Flashback* Why do I have to be among all these, I don't even know you, I don't wish to be with you so please just let me go!!" Lara was dragged into the ritual ground, her long white dress slightly torn apart, tears could be seen in those blue eyes of hers as she kept on pleading for them to let her go but it all fell on deaf ears.

“Killing him won’t help us right now. We need to focus on stopping the ritual.” Rigel’s eyes burned with anger, but he relented, shoving Thorne aside. “You’ve made your choice, Thorne. Don’t expect mercy next time.” The sound of ominous chanting rose above the chaos, drawing our attention back to the center of the ritual. The rogue leader stood tall, his arms outstretched as the glowing runes pulsed in rhythm with his words. The ground beneath him cracked and split, releasing streams of shadowy energy that coalesced into a towering, monstrous form.

“Guys I’m so sorry but mum has to leave. I’ll drop you off with aunt Sophie and then pick you guys later. Deal? I say trying to lighten their moods. They agree reluctantly though. I feel terrible. It’s barely a month and I was already losing time with them. I drop them at Sophie’s , my best friend before I head back to the office. As usual, they were at the conference table and I sit in front o them, waiting for them to speak again. At least this time, I was determined to listen. “So we’ll go straight to the point. We think you should do the ritual mating. That’s our only chance of winning the impending war.” They start without even giving a preamble. I don’t know which I prefer, the ramblin

Yulian started shaking me, his words hold no meaning. I continued my pounding, “You’re the one not listening to me!” I shrieked in anger; a few pairs of eyes darted towards us. “You have to get me out here, Yulian.” My eyes glared in conviction. “I will but you have to finish the ritual.” “Ritual? What is this any way this is—” I didn’t get to finish what I was about to say. Two women covered in head to toe with dark robes approached us holding a large basin containing liquid adorned with aromatic flowers. The smell wafted through the air finding its way to my nose making sicker.

This ritual would require everything we had. My mates arranged themselves protectively around me as I closed my eyes, their presence a comfort as I drifted into an uneasy sleep filled with fragments of dreams, a silver forest, a distant howl, a boy with my mother's eyes looking back at me through darkness. I woke to Fin's gentle touch on my shoulder. "It's time," he said softly.

It looks like the ritual is complete. My eyes began to close, as I felt myself bleed out. As my eyes closed into darkness, I heard my wolf say. “Finally!”

"I can't cross this part with you, not like this. I’ll be in the morgue, Darius. Waiting in the cold. Don't be late, I need your sexy body to keep me warm.” “Are souls allowed to say that?” I asked with a smirk on my lips. “We are allowed to think of how we are going to fuck the souls of our mates, so yes,” he said with a smirk as well. I shook my head, “I’ve missed you so much.” The light erupted. I slammed back into the forest floor with a force that knocked the wind from my lungs. The rift snapped shut above me, leaving only the scent of ozone and the scorched grass of the ritual circle. For a heartbeat, the silence of the woods was terrifying. Then, I felt it.

Lucian Moretti – POV The woman in my bed tonight was a brunette, her name irrelevant. I took her from behind, my grip tight on her hips, my movements efficient and hard. Her moans were a distant noise, a soundtrack to the film reel playing behind my eyes. It was Seraphina I saw. Seraphina’s pale skin against my dark sheets. Seraphina’s back arching, not in terror, but in surrender to a different kind of force. I imagined the soft gasp that would escape her lips, a sound not of pain, but shocking, unwanted pleasure. I pictured my hand tangling in that ink-black hair, tilting her head back, my mouth on her throat, claiming the pulse that beat there. I would make her feel everything, every sens