Novel & Cerita Fourth Person Pov

THIRD PERSON POV The party was jumping, and the teenagers were high on marijuana and other unmentionables. They ground on each other with red cups in their hands, singing at the top of their lungs. Lazarus hadn’t been to a rave like this since the early nineties. But watching the intoxicated people, he didn’t miss it much. He was standing in the dark, out of sight, but watching everyone. He was like a fly on the wall. He wished he could get Miranda alone, but seeing that she was not herself lately, it would look suspicious for him to be kissing her when she was wearing Nigel Vanderwolf’s face. But nevertheless, he intended to take her as his Eternal Mate when all of this was over. He liked h

" THIRD PERSON POV They dragged Josh up the marble staircase, his feet scuffing against the expensive stone. As the heavy oak door of his bedroom slammed shut and the deadbolt clicked into place, Josh slumped against the wood. He was in a gilded cage. Becca was in a concrete one. And the clock on his bedside table ticked toward 5:15 PM. MARY'S POV 5:59 PM. The screen of my phone was a mosaic of flickering hearts and rising numbers. 20k… 50k… 100k. The world was watching. The "Waiting Room" was a digital stadium, tens of thousands of strangers holding their breath for a truth I had spent years burying. I adjusted the ring light and the tripod. It was cold in my room, but I was sweating.

Third persons pov Reaching to the Destination he punched the steering wheel gritting his teeth and walked out. Looking at the person he only remembered her every word, pain, tears stung only fuelling the fire that burned inside of him, his fist began to clench and his jaw rooted. "what's up buddy, you OK" he exploded with anger with no control objects levitated and broke, a sudden gush of pain jolted throughout the prisoners body, his stomach ached, his arms lost tension and his legs began to weaken.

And then I felt him slashing the skin around my ring finger, drawing blood. Third person's POV (Suddenly I got tired of writing first person POV hehe) Her eyes saw the blood spurting out through her skin and when she tried to snatch her hand back, the blade went in deeper. She screamed with agony but he didn't budge and when he had created a ring of blood around her ring finger that was when he let her go. Tears floated down her eyes looking at the red liquid and she took a step back, holding the injured organ close to her chest. Her body shaking with her sobs.

Third Person POV The ride back home was nothing short of a rolling cage of tension and drama. The kind the healer would have died for. The air inside the luxury vehicle was so thick and heavy it was difficult to breathe, each person trapped in their own private world of thought, the cheerful picnic scenery outside the windows a stark, mocking contrast to the silence within.

Aldrich said with a little hope. _____________ End of third person’s POV _______________

The pack gasped, murmuring about the strength of the light, the beauty of the awakening. *But it was the boys I felt most acutely. Four pairs of eyes watching me with something beyond pride or happiness. It was recognition, like my awakening had completed some invisible circuit between us. Marcus’s wonder, Darius’s fierce protectiveness, Zane’s quiet reverence, Kael’s pure joy - it all washed over me in waves.*

… Third Person POV Linda giggled as she swiped through the pictures posted online. “The background lovers are getting closer,” the caption read, and Linda felt a sick sense of delight course through her. There, on the screen in front of her, was a picture of Audrey and Gavin; they were smiling together as they looked at an outfit on a mannequin at the museum, Gavin’s hand resting on Audrey’s arm. But Linda wasn’t looking at them, not really. No—she was looking at the man in the background who was staring at them with ice in his eyes.

Third Person Pov: 'How did it get to this?' Hayden wondered to himself , with fingers on his nose and his eyes shut in exasperation. He releases a heavy sigh, lowering his hand as his eyes land on the sitting figure on the bed. River currently had her back to him, she is furious.

THIRD PERSON POV Evelyn's eyes slowly opened the next morning. The room was bright with sunlight, and for a moment, she didn't remember where she was or how she got there. All she could feel was pain. Then, the memories of the last night rushed back. She felt her heart beat faster as she remembered being in the Van with Bruce and his stupid men, and then she was taken to that hotel and met with Amira again.