Ikaw Lamang Sanctuary Lyrics Novels & Stories

Poseidon sends his waves to drag me far out to sea* *If you could only see the beast you've made of me I held it in but now it seems you've set it running free Screaming in the dark, I howl when we're apart Drag my teeth across your chest to taste your beating heart* *My fingers claw your skin, try to tear my way in You are the moon that breaks the night for which I have to howl My eyes seek you out, in the gathering crowd I'll never be the same if we ever meet again* *Won't somebody help me tame this animal I have become I can't escape myself, so many times I've lied But there's still rage inside, somebody get me through this nightmare I can't control myself* *So what if you can see the dar

"Welcome to your new home, Eliana. You're going to be here for a while.” I tried to speak, to ask him what he meant, but my voice caught in my throat. The darkness seemed to close in around me, suffocating me. I stumbled forward, desperate to find a way out, but my feet felt heavy as if rooted to the spot. Suddenly, the lights flickered on, illuminating the room in a harsh, unforgiving glare. I blinked, my eyes adjusting slowly to the light. And what I saw made my blood run cold. I was in a large, dimly lit chamber, with stone walls and a low, vaulted ceiling. The room was filled with rows of metal cages, each one occupied by a figure huddled in the shadows. I saw the glint of my eyes, the f

Liam’s small boots scuffed the ice, and Aria could see the fatigue etched into his young face, but his grip on her hand was iron-strong, unwavering. Kael moved silently beside her, senses sharp. The mountains carried whispers of danger, ancient and persistent, weaving through the jagged rocks and ice. He tightened his grip on his sword. “The sanctuary lies beyond the cliffs,” he murmured. “We cannot falter here. One misstep and—” “—we fall,” Aria finished, her voice tight with determination. “I know. But the Moon guides us. I can feel it. Every heartbeat, every breath… it’s telling me the path forward.”

Not a weapon, not a fortress, but a sanctuary built from shared memory and collective will. It was the World’s First Chord. And its name was Sanctuary. Orla walked to Lyra, her face filled with a reverence usually reserved for the Titans. “You have not just conducted the music, Child of Harmony. You have taught the world how to compose.” As the sun set, painting the sky in hues of orange and purple, the people gathered inside the new sanctuary. They didn't need to speak. They just sat together in the warm, humming quiet, feeling the truth of their connection.

Liam whispered, his voice steady in the storm. ​I didn't reach for the Sovereign’s roar or the Alpha's snarl. I reached for the lullaby—the one I had used to shatter the satellites in a future that might never happen now. But I didn't sing it for the wolves. I sang it for the Earth beneath my bare feet.

I was the Sanctuary. And somewhere deep within, her voice whispered like the wind: “Eight lives. One destiny. Now go finish what we started.”

Sanctuary lay just beyond the next ridge—but the journey had taken its toll. “We made it,” Lucas said finally, his voice tinged with disbelief. “For now,” Selene added grimly. “But the hardest part is still ahead.” Jessica nodded, her resolve steeling itself for whatever came next. “Then let’s finish this,” she said firmly. “Together.” As they prepared to leave, t he runes scattered across the landscape flared brightly, projecting a message into the sky above them: "Sanctuary Awaits. But Beware: Truth Has Teeth."

“I keep waiting for the walls to click. I keep waiting for the floorboards to tell Michael where we’re standing.” “The only thing these floorboards are going to tell you is that it’s time to stop being a soldier,” I said, walking over to him. I rested my head against his shoulder, feeling the steady, rhythmic beat of a heart that was finally beating for a future, not just a getaway. “We aren’t in the mansion anymore. We aren’t even in the city. This is the New Sanctuary. And the only people who know the gate code are the people who actually love us.”

“I hear you are one with a loose tongue. If you want to see another full moon in this clan you will have to do away with that tongue of yours or it will get you killed. You will speak only when spoken to, do you understand?” I nodded slowly as much as her grip could allow. “Good.” She let go of my face and began to walk away. The Inner Sanctuary was a fortress deep within the darkest mountain of Ravenshallow. As I stood before its gates, I marvelled at the structure. Inside the corridors and rooms of the dark and mysterious fortress was illuminated by several candles and lamps. It oozed of secrets, magic and mystery. Men, but mostly women, were busy with various tasks and moving to and fro.

The road turned from pavement to gravel to a narrow goat track hugging the cliff edge, and fog rolled in thick, swallowing the hood of the car until it finally broke. The Sanctuary wasn’t some luxury hideaway; it was a brutal stone monastery spiked into the mountain like a middle finger to gravity. There were no lights and no guards, just one massive oak door and a silence that felt older than money itself. I killed the engine and looked at Iris. She was pale, but her jaw was set in that stubborn, beautiful line I’d kill for. She reached into the black box, pulling out the snub-nosed revolver she’d hidden under the ledgers all this time.