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 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,"

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.

"We know you're out here. We know what you are. Surrender, and we'll let the others live." I step forward, the power humming beneath my skin, the rage burning in my chest. "Go to hell," I say. The soldier laughs, he raises his hand, his men raise their guns. "Kill them all," he says. "Except her. We need her alive." --- The battle is brutal. The soldiers are good, they're trained, they're deadly. They kill two of Zara's remaining men, they wound Helena, they corner Cutter, they almost kill Julian.

Sierra sobbed softly while the crowd looked over, whispering among themselves. A blinding spotlight shone down on Willow, making her feel like a criminal on trial. “Willow, apologize!” Roy was on the verge of blowing up. “Uh, what is going on?” Adrian, the birthday boy, rushed over to pull Roy away. “Willow has no reason to put herself in danger. I mean, just look at the state she’s in.” Adrian was one of the few good ones among Roy’s friends who did not speak ill of Willow.

Unwilling to even buy a burial plot, she poured my ashes straight into a roadside sewer. Remembering Eliana’s selfish and hypocritical face from the past, I wished I could kill her right then and there!

Lyra and Kane paused to observe, their presence drawing the attention of the troops. A young soldier, barely out of his teens, stepped forward, holding a gleaming halberd. His hands trembled slightly as he bowed. “Your Highnesses,” he said nervously. “I-uh - I just wanted to say it’s an honor to fight for you.” Lyra smiled warmly, stepping closer. “What’s your name?” “Jared, Your Highness,” he replied, his voice steadying. “Well, Jared,” she said, placing a hand on his shoulder, “the honor is mine. It’s brave young men like you who inspire me to fight. Remember, you’re never alone in this battle. We stand as one.”