Novel & Cerita Glassheart #descendants

“I Asher Stormclaw, Son of Alpha Caleb and soon to be alpha, reject you as my mate and future Luna” My heart clenched at those words and I saw a portal open Showing Asher and Lucian next to one another. The sight of Lucian gave me the strength I needed to jump through. “I Scarlet Bloodmoon, daughter of Beta Rylan, accept your rejection”

I vaguely remembered that the code to the door was my birthday date, but now, it wouldn't open no matter what I did. I texted Nathan and asked, "I need to pack. Can you tell me the code?" Just like always, there was no reply to my message. It wasn't until my whole body had gone numb from the cold that the door lock finally clicked open. The passcode was Nathan and Lily's wedding date. A woman's soft, flirty voice spilled through the gap in the door. "Nate, feel this rosary. Isn't it smooth from all the work I've done on it?"

Since Gabby had no sibling, and Laila was busy with their company, she would need all the support she could get. Tan climbed the set of stairs to the house and stared at the purple hibiscus which was planted on the pathway. He knew Gabby's mother would have planted them, she loved gardening from what he could remember. The flowers added a touch of humility to the house which was a perfect description of Gabby's parent. He smiled thinking of them. He knocked on the door and someone opened the door. "What in God's name am I doing here?" The question kept on singing in Tan's head, what if Gabby sends him away... he couldn't bear the fact that she was all alone in this pain and also couldn't acc

Chapter 7 : To Love Again - Letters to the Heart Life moved on for the rest of the team but not without leaving its fingerprints. Davina stood backstage at a small jazz venue, watching Tich tune his guitar before his performance. She wore a soft lavender dress and held a bouquet he’d brought her earlier: wildflowers and eucalyptus. He had invited her to meet his sister that night, a gentle step into the next layer of their bond. As Tich stepped into the light, Davina didn’t just smile. She glowed.

“Whatever that was in the past. Now I believe you are a good man, not like the one I know. So, I like you.” She holds her hand towards me for a shake. “Let’s forget the past as I declare my love for you. What do you say big brother?” she smiles. At this moment, my heart decided that I like Hazel. The girl who I compared to one of the notorious leaders of the world was Andrew Simmons’s daughter, but this one in front of me is Inessa’s little sister. Instead of shaking our hands, I pull her in for a hug. No formalities are needed if we are family. I kiss her crown of the head and her body goes rigid.

she said, her hand moving to touch my forehead, so gently that it felt like a blessing more than a gesture, "it's your turn. Rule your world. You have been chosen among my descendants to protect the Werewolves." My breath caught. Descendants? "But... that's too much. Isn't it a huge role? I don’t think—" I stammered, panic gripping me for a second. She smiled wider, silencing my fear without a single word. "You are the daughter of Gamma Celeriac," she said, her voice glowing with pride, "the strongest Fenrir the world has ever seen. His blood runs through your veins. His courage, his strength, his loyalty. You deserve this, my child."

That's fair. Isa ignores both boy and ghost and rushes into the kitchen, fully aware of her sister's death glare towards her. Breathe Isabella. Breathe. She grabs the kitchen island to steady herself. She wasn't about to let him win. No, never! 'I'm killing him.' No! Do not, Daimen! Do not kill him! 'Why?' Is she seriously having an argument with a ghost in her head? This felt like a scene out of a fictional book.

She picked a dress but then again left it, she looked at where Fleur and Natasha had been standing a moment ago and figured they where in the fitting room, she unlocked her phone and typed a message to say she had gone to the jewellery section, "we'll find you there," Tasha replied, she walked there and started looking for a pair of earrings or necklace she could pair with the evening dress she chose to wear for the appreciation party the night after the wedding. She was looking at the necklaces, bracelets, bangles, rings, anklets and all other accessories displayed but still didn't like any, she moved closer to the necklaces looking gracefully one by one, everything was either to big or

"I am the protector of the sacred treasures and I have already told you everything. You are late and the sacred treasure of the gods has belonged to a young man of pure blood." "Tell me! who is he? What kind of person is he? Tell me quickly!" shouted Aiden. He couldn't wait to find that person and snatch the sacred treasure from him. "He is a descendant of the Great God, a brown-haired youth with beautiful sapphire blue eyes. The sacred treasure is in his hands, it is impossible for you to obtain it! So, forget it!" "God's descendant? dammit! Did he find this place before me? I must snatch the sacred treasure from his hands before he gets his wish!" he thought. Aiden immediately walked away

"Especially you, Betrayer's heir. What lies fester in your marrow?" Jason's snarl died as the Citadel's doors groaned open, exhaling a gust of frigid air. Inside, the walls pulsed with bioluminescent fungi, their glow illuminating murals of wolves howling into a void. At the chamber's center stood an altar of black ice, atop which floated a crystalline heart-the source of the song. Eden moved toward it, compelled, but Rhydian yanked him back. "Look closer." The heart wasn't singing.