Novel & Cerita Ferel Heart

“There’s another seal…” Aryn’s voice echoed from the pendant, though she was far above: “Elara! The Fang had two hearts. One for flame… the other for memory. If you don’t destroy both…” The altar pulsed and something inside it stirred. The walls moaned. Elara collapsed beside Lerder, clutching his fur. The second altar opened. Inside—A shadowy child. Not crying. Not moving. Just watching with Elara’s eyes.

After ten minutes, several experts had reached a unified conclusion. Therefore, the director of the department came out and said to Jeremiah, “Lord Wade, Princess Helena is suffering from severe Tetralogy of Fallot. The use of epinephrine on her heart has produced irreversible heart failure, and her condition has already reached the point where she can be declared critically ill. So, you should be prepared to grieve.” Felix was taken aback, and he blurted out, “Why should we be grieving? We are not even married yet, and she is not going to make it already?!”

in a world that had forgotten how to feel. The Feral Six have reached the Aurelian Hub, but the AI in charge has gone rogue, viewing all life as a pollutant. To get the seeds, they must break into the "Heart of the Machine" without triggering the thermal alarms—meaning Kael must stay "Cold" and Elara must lead the way through a mechanical labyrinth.

She took a deep breath and exhaled slowly, trying to calm herself down. Era took a deep breath and entered Fel's room with a cart filled with plates of food. She looked around cautiously and her eyes fall on Fel, who was growling low in her cage. The girl swallowed hard, trying to ignore the hairs on the back of her neck that were standing up. She approached the cage hesitantly, trying to be as quiet as possible, but Fel's intense gaze followed her every move.

“Which is…in my opinion, even more suspicious than if there were.” “Why is that?” Merari asked. “Feral’s are called feral for a reason,” said Valene impatiently. “They’re mindless and they’re utterly controlled by their appetite for whatever they have a taste for. You of all people should know that.” there was obvious bitterness in her voice as she said this. Merari, instead of responding to her daughter, shifted her gaze, took a deep breath and looked at me. I could tell that she was upset by Valene’s harshness toward her. She was trying to tread lightly.

Then he pulled me forward by my waist and touched his lips to my ear, sending dangerous tingles down my body. "Don't miss me too much sweetheart." What was he doing to me? Swayer's POV | was So pumped about tonight. It was the first competition of the year and | was excited for every bit. | loved the sound of the crowd cheering for me and the loud music blasting from the overhead speakers, but mostly | liked having Penelope here. | don't know what it is with her, but when | held her hand in mine, sharp pleasant sensations went up through my arms. What is wrong with me?

And they were not ready. Roger stirred in his sleep. Felicity snapped out of her day dream and got off her bed. She approached Roger slowly so as not to wake him. His face looked beautiful and calm as he slept. She crouched next to his face and continued watching him. Roger heard someone’s heart beating rhythmically and he slowly opened his eyes.

~✴~ The DEVIL'S Heart ``````````````````` PERORATION : I love you and it is the only thing I believe in - The Devil ` ` `

“You’ll be in big trouble.” “I already know that.” There was a hint of sarcasm as I looked back at the small window of the bathroom stall where my bestfriend Ariel was standing, pushing the backpack that she prepared for my escape. My escape. As exaggerated as it may sound, I found this very moment as my escape. The Coachella was the perfect event, the only event that I had to get away from all the craziness in my life right now. I just turned 21 and in a few weeks I would be shipped out to marry someone I barely know. I was being sacrificed to grow my father’s empire even bigger.

please don't tell me, I don't wanna know anything else that can break my already broken heart. "Unproductive. I think I'll have to go again soon." "Must suck so bad." "It's okay, Nothing Nothing I can't handle, just like you. Anyways, I have to ask you for a favour." "Anything you want!" "So there is this party. It will be celebrated on a ferry boat. Everyone is bringing a date, you know. So could you accompany me? It'll be too embarrassing to go alone. But you don't have to come if you don't want it because..."