Novel & Cerita Fma Light Novels

"Oh. Um, thanks?" "I'm serious," she said, like I'd sounded doubtful, which I suppose I had. "You've got this whole quiet, mysterious thing going on. It's very intriguing." "I just don't talk much, I guess." "See, that's exactly what a mysterious person would say." The girl on her left grinned around a mouthful of fries, unbothered by her own joke, and stuck her hand out across the table. "I'm Zanele. This is Priya, obviously, and that's Beth."

(But, please, do this on private message. Please enjoy my book. And if there's anything you'd like to know, remember that all you have to do is ask. Or my name isn't... ⓒⓗⓡⓘⓢⓣⓘⓝⓔ ⓖⓨⓐⓜⓕⓘ Past- July 22nd, 2032 ~Christine~ I am on my laptop, trying to write my story about forbidden love. Keyword, trying. Even though I am trying to make this story sound authentic, in reality, it looks like hot garbage.

By sunset, I couldn't stay in my room any longer. The silence was making me nervous, so when the maid said I could step out for some air, I went right away. At first, I thought I was seeing people. But then, one man turned, and his eyes glowed with a bright, golden light that didn't seem human. A woman laughed, and when she smiled, I saw her sharp, pointy teeth. It really was so frightening. They weren’t just people.

"I haven't read of him in your history." Marcus owned the only known text of beastkind and vampire lore in North America. He brought the heavy volumes with him when he left Europe. Amy was fascinated by the history that humans would find dark but fanciful, similar to Grimm's Fairy Tales. Much of the text was handwritten, which Amy spent hours deciphering. Her journalistic background needed an outlet and the books provided her with the tools to try to understand who and what she really was.

She was like April sky, sunrise in her eyes Child of light, shining star, fire in her heart Brightest day, melting snow, breaking through the chill October and April He was like frozen sky in October night Darkest cloud, endless storm, raining from his heart Coldest moon, deepest blue, tearing down the spring October and April Like hate and love, worlds apart This fatal love was like poison Right from the start Like light and dark, worlds apart This fatal love was like poison Right from the start We were like loaded guns, sacrificed our lives We were like love undone, craving to entwine Fatal touch, final thrill, love was bound to kill October and April (...) The Rasmus ft. Anette Olzon - Oc