Novel & Cerita Ferel Heart

Her face beamed as she spotted Selena and she ran over to her. Selena stood there, waiting for the little girl to crash into her. "Freya!" Selena gave her a teddy hug. "How was school today?" "Good" "It was?" Selena kissed her rosy cheek. "Freya?" Callum chimed in. "Hey, Cal," Freya grinned. "Didn't see ya there" A peculiar yet familiar scent pervaded Selena's nostrils. It was captivating, fogging her mind. There was a presence, stark and right there with them. The world fell into a static haze all around her. Her wolf stirred within her... in excitement? What was exciting right now?

Prince Berthiel, who was the youngest amongst all the elves was naturally weaker and had zero tolerance for iron so his body reacted quicker. Everyone watched in horror as he completely collapsed on the floor, writhing and moaning in pain, bleeding from his eyes, nose, ears and mouth. He kept clutching his throat, coughing and choking on his own blood. The sight was gory and downright frightening. King Fayziel could not watch his son in such agony. "You evil bastard!" he yelled with a wave of his hand.

Artalio said softly as he stood up from his throne, his different colored eyes changing to a deep crimson filled to the brim with unknown emotions along with the trembling tail and ears. “Helen Fergana, you are beautiful,” he muttered in a daze as his feelings overflowed from his words. “Ah! Your Highness?!” Feral yelped in shock as he was swooped into the embrace of King Artalio who held onto him so dearly like a most prized possession. “What shall I do… to make you mine?” he muttered with deep desire into Feral’s ears which made them tremble as they flushed red. ‘Fuck! Why am I still sensitive there even in Feral’s body?!’

"Then we must hurry. Where is the Heart?" Her father pointed deeper into the cave. "Follow me. But be warned, the final trial is not one of strength, but of spirit." They followed him through a labyrinth of tunnels, the air growing colder and the walls more constricting. Finally, they reached a chamber filled with an eerie, otherworldly glow. In the center of the chamber, on a pedestal of stone, rested the Heart of Fenrir. It pulsated with a powerful energy, casting strange shadows on the walls.

The pill was made with a strong reaction to any form of liquid and so, it will just slide down inside Méah's throat after it melts. With a sigh of relief, Ferlah sat herself comfortably. She suddenly felt the numbness and the tingling sensation on her knees after kneeling even just for a short time. Her age is really showing faster now. Even if her face doesn't look like she's almost twenty thousand years old, her body was slowly giving up. Ferlah couldn't imagine how far she have come. Reminiscing how much she had been through, tears started warming inside her tear glands, thus, making her look upward on the brown, shellacked ceiling made of wood. She had promised not to think about this an

Far away, in the Ironfang compound, another kind of fire burned. Elder Ironfang slammed his fist down. “Topa will not last another season. His breath weakens, his bones hollow. We need more than herbs. We need blood. Most importantly we need the heart of a gifted healer.” Another wolf's eyes gleamed. “The Velmor girl. She is the one. Born with a gift, bloodline unbroken. If her heart is offered to ‘her’ I believe she'll be able to ensure he is healed and he will rise stronger than before.”

How dare Darryl humiliate him—the Queen's apothecary—in front of the Queen like that. Darryl paid no mind to them and took a pill from his pocket. "Your Majesty, this is a Heart Tempering Pill. One can say it's a miracle cure for any internal injuries. Why don't you take this instead?" The Heart Tempering Pill was specially formulated to heal any damage to the heart vein. Half a year ago, Darryl had made a few of them and had been carrying them ever since. Everyone frowned at his words; no one had heard of a Heart Tempering Pill before. Darius stopped Darryl as he was making his way to the Queen to give her the pill.

It was an ancient coffin with a huge heart inside, but the heart had been broken and filled the coffin with blood. ‘The Fiend Lord’s heart!’ Bredon was excited instantly. After all, a powerhouse who had existed for countless years like Bredon was well-informed. He knew some wonderful uses of the Fiend Lord’s heart. The huge heart outside was just a shell, whereas the one inside was the real heart of the Fiend Lord. However, the shell had now been broken, and the heart inside was missing. ‘D*mn! I’m too late!’ The annoyance inside Bredon’s heart was overwhelming.

said Eva with tears in her eyes. I felt my heart break as she left. She was supposed to call her mom to pick her up and she didn't call her, she was just walking as if her heart had been cut out. It started to rain and the street to get out of my housing development was long. From the door I could see her farther and farther away and I felt less and less like walking.

— I say, looking with false modesty at the top of his big, blue eyes, which are also looking at me. — Little Heaven is the most important woman to me besides my mother, of course. — Gabriel says as he kisses my hand that was next to hers, his eyes still fixed on mine; before turning to his friend. — But Heaven, if there is one man on this earth who must know Gabriel Berrutti's darkest secrets, that man is Gael Ferraz. — Laughs. — That's why I want to introduce you, especially because we can be quite a trio. I drink some of the wine in my almost empty glass. The tone Gabriel uses doesn't make me happy. He notices this, tilting his head to look at me.