Novel & Cerita For Honor Fanfiction

I said, as tears leaked from the corner of my left eye. "I wish I did, but guess what, I didn't do it. You have so many enemies Your Honor." David replied, grinning. "The rule of karma always come back and you deserve it. Now you know how it feels like to lose someone you care about dearly." David whispered, holding my chin in his hands. I shifted my face from his grip and wept. "No, it can't be." I whispered. "This is just the beginning of your downfall. I am going to make sure you lose yourself and I am going to enjoy every bit of it." David hissed, reaching for a knife from his pocket.

I thought Jeremy would side with me this time, but he shoved me away, his eyes filled with unmistakable disgust, as if my very presence contaminated the air around him. "Old habits die hard, huh? I thought you'd changed, but you stole Gina's design?" he barked, refusing to hear my explanation. He grabbed my left hand and snapped my index finger like a twig. While I writhed on the floor, screaming in pain, Nicolas looked down at me with nothing but rejection and loathing. "Doing something so low and dirty. You're hopeless!" As he turned, the last thread tying me to this family quietly snapped. Now Jeremy was the one injured and alone, whispering my name into the dark. But I was already a cold

"Fine. I'll be there in fifteen. But only because I want to see you squirm when he inevitably flirts with you and because I'm going to verbally eviscerate him for ghosting us." "Please don't make a scene." "Madison, darling, I don't make scenes. I create memorable theatrical experiences." I could practically hear her smirk through the phone. "Besides, someone needs to defend your honor since you're too nice to do it yourself." "My honor doesn't need defending." "Your honor has been collecting dust for so long it qualifies as an antique." Hazel laughed. "But fine, I'll behave. Mostly. No promises if he says something stupid, which, let's be real, is practically guaranteed."

“He is the fated one! Why are you so determined not to have him? I am sure that if you mate with him, your eyes will heal and the prophecy from the Oracle will come true! Just tell him-” “Thena, do you really want that cruel Prince to be my mate?” Anna snaps back. “He is cruel, vindictive and the protege of the man I hate the most. Are you telling me to mate with the man who is a student of my family’s murderer?” Thena sighs, feeling very sad. She can still remember the day when the Visserion family was slaughtered. Harietta’s screams before her death, Alexei’s helplessness and Anna’s humiliation…everything is carved in Thena’s mind as well.

“Put her down or I’ll consider that you’re infringing our pact, rebelling against the Council! Therefore, I’ll be obligated to terminate you, with every right to do so!” A bitter chill travels my spine hearing him muttering about pacts, councils and terminations. How much of this story am I missing? Do I really want to know the rest? It just adds to my already installed panic, I am trembling from head to toe. “She has nothing to do with the pact!” A drop-dead gorgeous woman, wearing a long black eighteen century nobility-like dress, cuts in. Urgh, I hate that there are so many stunning women near Hayden, I’m no match to any of them!

"REALLY? Wow, I'm happy for you!" Jenny even hugged her cheerfully the next day when she informed her about the real status between her and Daniel. Ara smiled beautifully. "Thank you, you know how happy I am. This is how it feels when the person you secretly love feels the same way for you," she said as she places a hand under her chin and sighed because of the overflowing happiness that filled her heart. "Really? Oh how I wish I also have this chance with Jason, what do you think?" the way Jenny spoke Ara felt the longing that what her best friend said can somehow happen.

Yes," she answered. People she used to be with almost every day before. After lunch or maybe at late afternoon she would do that. At hours when people are relaxing after works. It's still morning so she will be going to horse riding first. And on the plateau she loves to go. She's there at the stable. Pegasus is the only one she wants to ride but it has an illness the veterinarian said. "Pegasus is also getting older," Mang Castor explained. "It's okay. I'd rather choose Star," she replied. The heat of the sun was still nice when she reached the top of the plateau. Just like how she spent her whole day before. She suddenly imagined Jake in its appearance as it handed red rose flower to her

Can she stop him from walking? Since childhood, he has been afraid of being close to others. He and other assassins were the same, even more so, not only cold but also ruthless. Only when his mother was alive was the only one close to him. Harman thought as he walked, today with Grainne in the same place, he broke many rules. Today, without actively talking with others, he took the initiative to approach and wanted to speak to her again. She did not like, ignored him; No one took the initiative to make physical contact today; he pulled her hand. Ai wanted to hold hands like that forever, but she rejected him and abandoned him. These are things that an assassin should not have. Do not fall in

Call me disgusting, cruel or whatever because I am everything that Humans hates. Darcy goes to the Alpha Xandier who is looking at her with admiration and respect. He holds her hand and shouts out to his pack "This is your Luna, my queen and my mate" The whole of the pack sits on their knees and bow to their queen. Darcy smiles proudly. This is the moment she has been waiting for and this is making her feel proud and she is feeling out of the world right at the moment. The Alpha pulls her closer and kisses her infront of the pack. Darcy kisses him back with equal vigour. They both break the kiss and look at the pack.

He ought to be glad. I drew a long breath, tucked the report away, and went back to sifting through my jewelry, setting aside pieces to donate. Just then, the front door opened, and the light at the entryway turned on. Eric was back. He was still tall and handsome, exuding confidence and vitality. Even his hair had that little flip I loved. And then I saw a lipstick stain blooming on his collar. I couldn't look away from that slash of red. My hand jerked, and a brooch in the jewelry box pricked my finger. With my wolf fading, my healing abilities barely worked, and the blood gushed at once.