Helena Lyrics Novels & Stories

Helena closed her eyes for a moment, enduring a sudden sharp pain in her chest. Noticing the change on her mother's face, Selena panicked instantly. "What is wrong, Mom? Is your chest hurting again?" Helena opened her eyes slowly. Her face turned increasingly pale, yet her eyes fixed on Selena with an intense, urgent stare. "Selena... there is still one more thing you must know about your origins and why I kept this hidden from the rest of the family," Helena whispered, her breath growing shorter and shorter.

Even her heart is beating so fast. Any seconds from now, she will be doom. She suddenly heard a thunderous laugh that made her felt the goosebumps. Her tears are continuously streaming down her face that made her sight blurry. She has also scratches on her cheek because she got hit at the edge of the piano awhile ago. "You won't get away from me, woman! Run while you still can!" Helios' voice was laced by something dark and evil like he was possessed. It was echoing around the forest.

Helena answered, her voice a mere whisper. The words hung in the air, heavy with unspoken implications. My jaw dropped, my mind refusing to accept the truth. Daryl, engaged? To that woman? Helena's eyes held mine, her gaze searching, her expression a mixture of concern and curiosity. She was trying to understand my reaction, to gauge my level of understanding, to see if I could grasp the gravity of the situation. She was looking for a sign of comprehension, a flicker of empathy, a hint of shared concern.

He lifts them into the air without so much as a flick of his hand. “Wanna do the honours, Little River?” I just want to know one thing, so I step forward. “Are you sorry? For anything at all?” “Yes, I’m sorry I didn’t fucking kill you when I had the chance!” Helena yells at me. I don’t know what I was expecting, but hearing her scream this at me even when she’s on the brink of death, hurts.

“You can't escape me, I won't let you leave me, Helena Perez. You are the permanent resident of my dark world now. You have no idea what it means to carry my name.” Helena fisted her hands on her side but didn't show up what was running inside her. Her whole system was messed up. “I will leave your world, one day, Evan. I will.” She said determined. Tears gathered at the corners of her eyes as Helena looked into his eyes, not thrashing in his hold this time. But she blinked them back. She won't let him play with her even with his elusive words. But her heart turned cold as his lips curved into a very dangerous smile and He cupped her face before leaning onto it close. Very close that He coul

GREAT! I am singing the Christian song “Give thanks'' again that energizes me while dragging them one by one to the house. Like John, we made them sit in the dining room with mama and daddy. They’re sitting next to each other. I continue singing while cleaning them. I let them sit still while wiping their dirty faces. “You are evil, Helena”, Irene said while humming the song and cleaning her. “Why did you do this to us, Helena?” Jean asked, almost crying but I didn’t mind her because I am serious about cleaning them and I don’t have time for their drama.

Helena was the last person I wanted to unleash my anger, and not because I felt a bit floozy any time I heard her voice or I smelled her around me but she has been through so much this past month, I knew she needed a break. “Let’s go shopping, it’s nearly winter” she sang in my ears. “I’m not in the mood Helena and besides aren’t you with my lying backstabbing brother” I leered and she managed a slight chuckle. “I had to ditch him at some point, couldn’t handle the foul mood which you caused by the way – look just me at 24th street, I’m waiting for you and if you don’t get here fast enough and someone snatched my purse while I wait for you – it’s all going to be your fault”

“Equip an army with these weapons, and then what? World domination? I took you as someone less—” “Don’t take another step.” Helena touched the red stone at her throat as she spoke, and suddenly, my body froze. I wasn’t suspended in time or ice—it was as if my body physically refused to disobey her command. Slowly, Helena stood, picking up the skirt of her dress. She approached me like I was a mere fascination, nothing more. I could see the gleeful interest in her eyes. The hungry way she licked her lips. She was like the rubies. Hungry for blood. Hungry for suffering. Never to be fulfilled—only sated for a time. Demons never quenched their unending thirst, after all, not when the fires of he

To let everyone who ever loved you fall into despair one by one. Thinking that, I couldn’t help letting out a soft laugh. Helena exploded instantly. "What are you laughing at?!" She shot up and rushed toward me to slap me. I reacted quickly, catching her hand before it landed. Leaning toward her ear, I whispered, "Your Ryan is dead. Looks to me like you’re about to join him soon." [Jenna finally fights back! I’ve hated this old witch forever—good job, girl!] Helena clutched her chest and collapsed weakly onto the sofa, crying and thrashing about. She wailed, "My poor Ryan! He was so young, and this vicious mutt killed him! Why is my life so miserable…"

"Rest up. Don't try anything reckless, or you'll be the one to suffer." The next moment, Helena suddenly tore off her dress, revealing her seductive form. But Felix turned away and missed the sight. "My mission is almost complete," she murmured. As Felix walked, he felt his body waver. He pulled out the harmonica and started playing while lighting another piece of memorial coin. Helena immediately showed signs of agony. But moments later, Felix felt his strength draining. His vision blurred, and he no longer had the energy to continue playing the harmonica.