Novel & Cerita I'll Be Your Shining Soldier

I failed to realize that promises were only ever true in the moment they were spoken. He kept promising, again and again, showering me with kisses. I had to ignore the bright notification that flashed on his phone screen under his pillow. Camila.

Our journey might not be a perfect one, but it’s ours. My life with Sidd isn’t perfect, but it is the most beautiful experience. When you’re in love, there’s nothing worth not fighting to stay together. We discovered a treasure from our hatred. Now it doesn’t matter how we started, all that matters now is our future. I’m certain it’s going to be bright, more colorful. I pray not to encounter any challenge henceforth. Even if that happens, we will fight it together. I belong to Sidd. We belong to each other. He is mine, I won’t ever let anyone take him away from me.

"We shall give them a battle they will never forget." The soldiers, fueled by their leader's words, lined the battlements, their weapons gleaming in the moonlight. Their hearts pounded with a mixture of fear and determination, ready to defend their home and their beloved Alpha. Lady Victoria stood beside Alpha Caleb, her eyes scanning the approaching army. Selena's forces drew nearer, their presence casting a chilling shadow over the land. The clattering of bones and the shuffling of decayed limbs filled the air, a grotesque symphony of death. The soldiers tightened their grips on their weapons, their knuckles turning white, prepared to face the horrors that awaited them.

"We need to take down Dr. Cho before she can finish repairing the armor." "With all due respect, fearless leader of the OutCasts," I say as I turn and start to walk, "But I know about your power. You used them even a little and you're wiped out. You can barely stand. Do yourself a favor and get out. I'll handle Dr. Cho." "No way," QuickShot screams. As I walk away, QuickShot grabs my shoulder and turns me around. "I'm a soldier," she pants. "In case you didn't know. Do you know what that means?"

The roar was deafening! "Is anyone a coward? Step forward!" "No, sir!" The soldiers stood proud and tall. The sunlight shone on Rafael's face, casting a heroic glow over him. He looked every inch the War God people claimed him to be. His voice rang out with undeniable strength, resolute and unwavering. "Now show me, with your actions, that you are all heroes!" The sea of soldiers, stretching as far as the eye could see, raised their arms in unison, roaring at the top of their lungs, "Sir, yes, sir!"

The song is like a drop of water dripping into the middle of the crowd, slowly spreading the ripples of layer after layer of sound. The soldiers bowed their heads and sang nursery rhymes to mourn their fallen members. I can't help but be moved. Three minutes later, the mourning ended. Billy wiped away the tears from his eyes and made another announcement. "Today our Alpha Charles will train with us. Soldiers, let's go! Let's get strong and take revenge on the d.amn vampires!" "Ohhhhh!" Billy rekindled the soldiers' enthusiasm. The atmosphere of grief had just now disappeared in an instant. They charged, screaming, shoving each other, shouting "Black Valley Pack," "Alpha Charles," "Revenge,"

There were so many bodies, some of the soldiers were having trouble standing without falling into a heap. “Bubble!” I cried, casting a barrier around Conor and Alexander. I ignored the several bullet wounds that hit me. I laughed and cast a terrifyingly cruel smile at them. I turned menacingly to them, laughing coldly the whole time. “Shadow Frenzy!” Several black jagged thorns shot up through a dense black fog leaving the soldiers dead.

A single tear slid down her cheek. “We may cry, but we do not shed tears of pain or defeat. We shed tears of victory. For this is our time to shine. We have done it before, and we will do it again. Today, we stand to reawaken the dead parts of history. Let it rise and defend this land!” The ground quaked beneath a chorus of roars, a hundred soldiers stomping as if they were thousands. Their battle cries echoed like a thousand warriors on the frontlines. Alice pressed a final kiss to Rogan’s lips, wrapping him in a lingering embrace.

The young man took a deep breath before continuing their mission, "We have a delivery for one Miss Lily Andrea Rob...sorry...Cabrera." "Uhm....sure. Please bring the things in. I'll get her for you." Lana screamed, almost sounding excited, calling Lily out. Clearly irritated and looking sleepy, Lily made her way to the living room, rubbing her eye with her sleeve-covered fingers. Andrea's P.O.V "Is there a prob...." My words failed to completely escape the source when my eyes landed on the men holding the suitcases, dressed in the yellow and dark blue uniforms of Flash Delivery Service. "What's going on here?"

It was a song of mourning and reclamation. Her voice—low, smoky, unpolished—carried the names of every soldier she had trained. Every one she had buried. Every one who had whispered to her that they were afraid, and every one she hadn’t known how to comfort. But the chorus changed. From grief to glory. “Let the ashes sing Let the flame not die Even names unspoken Still reach the sky…” The entire courtyard lit up with silent flames—each listener’s hand catching fire not from magic, but memory.