God Of Pain Rina Kent นิยาย & เรื่องราว

And it’s like my entire body erupts in goosebumps as he floats right into me – and through me! Three hundred and sixty degrees around us, all the videos freeze. Next, the monitors show people doing things backwards, chirping like chipmunks and getting noticeably younger and shorter as the days tick by. But the one common thread running through all these scenes, directly or indirectly, is Septimus’s object of affection. Rina, that’s her name, short for Oriana. I learn this instinctively yet again, or perhaps through telepathy from Septimus. Rina is a Catholic Italian woman who’s a girly girl outside but harbors a secret obsession with rock ‘n’ roll and heavy metal.

“Where do you think you are going, Rina? This conversation is not over, and you know you are running out of time.” “Fuck you, Finn,” Rina snapped. “Fuck you and everything you have done to me. I don’t know why I did this – tried to negotiate with you.” “Because you definitely do not want your sex tape out in public.” “You can do whatever you want,” she spat. “That’s all you know how to do anyway – create pain and destruction wherever you are. You and Kayla are so right for each other, so why don’t you stay with her and fucking leave me be.”

What was she going to get out of this other than embarrassing us? “Athena carries the host of the Moon Goddess which led to thousands of wolves dying! She is the Moon Goddess and she is here to abandon us once again!” She screamed out. Vincent ripped the microphone from her hand before grabbing her arm and dragging her away from the stage. All eyes were on me at this time. People began trotting over and yelling as they heard the news. “Is it true?” “You killed my cousin.” “Are you abandoning us?” But with questions like that, I didn’t have any answers. All the confidence was long gone. “Jack get the kids and take them away please?” He reached for my shoulder. “Go now before they get hurt.” J

The sharp scent of those familiar herbs curl from the cup she carries. Her eyes land on me chillingly. “Grazie, Rina,” Elena says weakly. Instantly, Rina softens. “Of course, madame.” She slides closer, lifting the cup with delicate fingers. “This will ease the pain.” Elena drinks, grimacing faintly at the bitterness, but she finishes it. Within minutes, her eyelids grow heavy and her breathing slows. Rina turns to me, her polite mask barely covering the venom beneath. “Let her rest. She needs quiet.”

"She was. Rina's been the frontrunner for months. She is a Top model who got recently engaged to Callum Kent, the conglomerate billionaire's son. She's got serious connections backing her." The weight of what they were saying hit me. This wasn't just about a brand deal. This was about making a statement. About proving I wasn't just Chris's discarded ex-wife crawling back to relevance. Then Raven's voice snapped me out of my thoughts. "We need to move. Now," Raven said, grabbing my arm with force. "The event is tomorrow night, and we need to find you a dress that will make Rina look subpar next to you." "Raven, breathe—"

Something earned. “I know what it’s like to be trapped in my own skin,” she says, meeting Shaun’s eyes first, then Atlas’s, then finally mine. “To scream and not be heard. Rina doesn’t want to control me. She wants to free me.” Atlas exhales slowly. “And you trust that?” “I do,” she says simply. “Because for the first time since I was turned, I can hear her clearly. No growling, no pulling. Just… presence. She’s not a threat. She’s a witness.”

11 Jennifer It felt like I was drowning in the tsunami of pain as the folds of my body could feel nothing but aches every inch. I tried to fight the battle that my inner body gave me, providing me with the most hateful experience of my life. “Oh, God, make it stop or I’ll die,” I prayed internally and tried to find a way to get out of it. Yes, there must be an escape route. I had to look for the hasty gusts of wind or else, I would disappear in the darkness of this absorbable suffering.

" Cynthia muttered something to me, her face flushed with fear. "He." Who exactly is he? I really wanted to ask her something. She took notice of the perplexed expression on my face. "The demon king has captured Riana and imprisoned her in his cave, which may be found in the blood forest. I'll make an effort to keep him occupied, so you'd better get Riana out of there as soon as possible." Cynthia whispered something to me and then vanished. I had my reservations at first, wondering why I should believe her when my mother may have simply brought her here to force me to turn away from my humanity.

"Then let's make her choose!" "I said no!" I was so angry that I set a fire line between us. Of course, what I did angered Tyler, so he made sure to make me imagine that there was an unbearable pain going through my body. He was controlling my mind. I groaned out in pain and I did my best not to fall on the ground in front of him. I used the wall for support and shut my eyes, squeezing them tightly. Suddenly, I felt gentle arms hold me and at the same time, the pain stopped. I opened my eyes and saw Rayne with her arms around me and concern filled her green eyes.

Turning her head towards the ceiling she closed her eyes, relishing in pain, and leaned back. Kira stayed like that for a few minutes with her upper body leaning against the edge of the tub and eyes closed. Just grateful that her mind was now focused on this pain and not the pain that she has been carrying for years. After a few minutes, she opened her eyes and straightened a bit. Kira popped her leg such that a small part of her thighs was out of water. Flipping open the pocket knife, she slashed a cut just above her knee- and then made several small cuts around it. She made similar cuts below her knee and didn’t stop until her whole leg was covered in blood.