Grimgar Fantasy And Ash Season 2 소설 & 이야기

One hand clamped over his mouth, suppressing a growl clawing its way up his throat. Losing control, he rushed into the bathroom and stepped under freezing water, fully clothed. He braced his hands against the wall, chest heaving violently as he fought the hunger stirring inside him. Slowly, painfully, her scent faded. He dragged a trembling hand through his hair and muttered hoarsely, “Your presence here will not pass peacefully for me, Lila.” A moment later, frustration overtook him. “Damn this marriage.” After changing, he grabbed his phone and dialed a familiar number.

They were heavy with rage I couldn’t show. By the time I reached the front doors of the mansion, my hands were shaking. I clenched them into fists, digging my nails into my palms until pain shot through me. Jace as the front man, no way but with father he has a big YES scribbled out. Standing there, I could already picture Jace smug and awkward smile with Lisa by his side as both of them thought they had won. But they hadn’t, not yet. I haven't even started yet.

He shifted back twice, his hands dropping off my collar as he looked from Luciana to me. "I was given a second chance to come back for those who killed me. I know all your secrets. You think you can take over Oakstone with a plot from Luciana? Never!" My eyes gleamed with satisfaction. "And now your beloved mate is paying the price. The poison will take care of her soon enough." Greg's face hardened, his eyes blazing with determination. "I won't let you hurt her, Ashley. I won't let you win." Greg rushed forward and crashed into me. I stood still, deliberately not avoiding his attack. Greg's hands wrapped around my throat, squeezing tightly.

Their expressions are solemn, but they can't fool me; I know they are worried. "I, Azrik Ragnharsen, elder of the Dragons and chief judge of this council, have heard the accusations from the Black Moon pack and accepted the request to attack the Moon Warriors pack." The voice of this being is deep and carries a different weight, something very similar to Hélios's voice.

She had already started to restore some of the damage that was occurring in this world. I stood at my place on the alter waiting patiently for the ceremony to start. I could tell the instant Ash walked into the courtyard, there was tension so thick in the air that I could smell it. My vampire instincts kicked in as my vampire tried to take control. I felt my chest vibrate as I let out a low growl at the sight of him. Ash was accompanied by the witches Befana, Baba Yaga and Circe, he had a smug look on his face as he strutted towards his seat at the back of the courtyard. I wanted nothing more than to tear him to shreds but right now wasn’t the time nor the place.

she said, irritated. " Hrolf has his pack, his son and I am scared that he loves you more than them all, I do not want him to, I would have preferred the Hrolf who was heartless after Cassie left him, leaving him broken but when I saw you, I had a change of heart" Ashina could feel her heart beat fast when she heard what Gravon had just said, she would have said he was joking if she wasn't seeing the serious look on his face.

Asher mind-linked Annatoria even when she was beside him. Asher had become so obsessed with her that even when she was beside him, he felt like he was missing her and needed more of her. “We’ll use Gremory. We know Manga is such a dirty beast who'd do anything for power and revenge" Annatoria responded but soon stopped when she caught Asher staring so hard at her. “While Gremory seems to be a cunning creature. He's the perfect fit” Asher completed it, smiling at her. “Stop it, Asher" Annatoria playfully responded, rolling her eyes.

Ashr's amazing new ride I slept horribly, having nightmares of a half faced Alhan, dripping blood and trying to take me. I jumped up, covered in sweat with my heart racing. Ashr grunted at me to go back to sleep and I laid back down but couldn't for the life of me get comfortable. Ashr turned and pulled me against himself and nibbled on my shoulder where he'd torn the flesh off earlier.