Novel & Cerita Fallen Paladin

I nodded, trembling, heart thundering. He leaned closer, voice dropping to a whisper. “I wasn’t always… like this. Dangerous. Reckless. Obsession wrapped in desire. There were people… people I thought I could trust. Friends, family… enemies I never saw coming. Betrayals that taught me fire was the only way to survive.” I listened, captivated and horrified, every word digging into my chest. His life had always been a storm, but hearing it, seeing the jagged edges of it, made the danger around him tangible. Real. Alive.

As the compound walls finally came into view ahead, Nova’s stomach tightened slightly. Back again. She still wasn’t sure how she felt about that. The moment they entered the main courtyard, bones cracked nearby. Nova turned sharply just as Rylan shifted back into human form beside them “Kael,” the beta said immediately. “After the Hollowfang attack two days ago everything’s secure again, but we lost two wolves during the fight.” Kael’s pace slowed slightly at the words. His wolf gave a low rumble beneath Nova. Nova glanced down briefly as his jaw tightened.

"His beautiful wings… they were cut off completely, severed from his body as a punishment. He was rejected from the kingdom of light and thrown violently down into this world, forced to walk among humans as a fallen being, stripped of his grace and power. And until this very day… we still have absolutely no idea what happened to him after that painful incident. Whether he eventually became mortal, whether he suffered for eternity, or whether he found peace… nope, I really do not know what became of him after those heartbreaking scenes. Only Father knows the full truth and the fate of those who break His laws." I took a deep, shaky breath, absorbing every terrifying detail of his story. I rem

, he paused, taking a step closer to look the man in his eyes before continuing, "And you'll never be able to see us again. Never! Oh! and one more thing, you don't say anything about my brother." With that, he entered his rooms without turning back, closing the door softly, not wanting to wake Vantae. He caressed the younger's hair before he flew out of the window into the dead darkness of night. He never imagined that the darkness would be so peaceful with only the moon and him. Not actually paying attention, he didn't notice when he reached the border of Utopia, a beautiful garden again. The veiled wall separating his world from Abyss. Coming back to his feet, he sat down on the grass as

she says, puffing out her chest in pride. I consider it for a moment, I had known Paloma since I was a child, and Dahlia grew up with me. She was always kind, and when she asked me to move off territory into the Fae lands, I was sad to see her go. I had only met her mate a handful of times, but I was a good judge of character and got no sense of ill-will from him. If they could have this done so quickly, then the benefit would outweigh this small risk.

I stopped crying after several hours and JD stayed with me the whole time. Before long, the day finally ended. This marked the end of whatever illusion I had of ever being with Adrian and the end of The Decadence of The Fallen as well. We were a band no more after that and the girl who once fell for the "Ice Prince" had given up on trying to melt his frozen heart.

He saw that Jacob's body was bruised. "I'm fine," said Jacob, lowering his face. It seemed that he was feeling very disappointed after failing to carry out his mission. Captain Arnold approached Jacob. "You have failed in this mission," said Captain Arnold, looking at the wounds on Jacob's body. "There are two monsters..." said Jacob, staring intently at Captain Arnold. “I never said that there was only one monster. You must always be able to anticipate unexpected circumstances,” said Captain Arnold. "Okay, as you guys know. Jacob failed his mission this time. Now it's your turn, Eren," said Captain Arnold, looking at Eren's face.

“You wouldn’t have heard of it. It’s strictly between heaven, hell and the fallen.” “What’s a fallen?” “It’s someone who used to be an angel in a past life. When they’re resurrected, they’re identified by a specific birth mark. You, my dear, are one of the fallen. You should have a birth mark that’s shaped like a star. It’s in different places for different individuals but your parents found yours on your hipbone.” What the hell. This is way too much information that I wasn’t expecting. I’m essentially in the middle of a holy war, if what she’s saying is the truth.

she didn’t know it. The opaque eyes stared at her with a certain surprise and a little indignation, it was almost as if he screamed in her mind 'how dare you not know my name?', but still, he replied. He responded in a cold and troubled way, as if he did not present himself to another being... for millennia. "Kalias" he said with a husky and heavy voice "I am Kalias, the fallen alpha of montdust". Kalias. The name seemed to resonate in the mind of the girl, Kalias who came from Kalos and meant... beauty.

Lucas must have known we’d expect them to attack today. Yet there are nowhere near enough werewolves here to take on the full brunt of the royal guard. I make myself look at the fallen faces. My people. Werewolves, like me. No matter that they came to attack me, I cannot help feeling as though I have failed them. Because I have. Now they’re dead, and I’ll never get another chance to save them. As we approach the main palace doors, every rebel able to walk filing out in front of us, I glance over my shoulder to take in the sheer number of lives lost today. I cannot allow myself to forget the cost of this war, this feud, this struggle for power.