Novel & Cerita In Broad Daylight Book

I closed my eyes, ready to face my death. But a moment later, the noise vanished, and instead of feeling a sharp blade on my nape, I felt myself burning, scorching. But like before, the burning sensation never hurt me. In fact, it felt like a haven, like it is giving me the comfort and warmth that I craved for so many years. Am I dead now? But shouldn't I suppose to feel the sharp blade on my nape that would cut my head from my body? Curious of what is going on, I opened my eyes, and when I did, my lips fell apart in shock when I saw the townspeople in front of me with the palace guards including Chief Black, all of them had the same expression written on their faces: shock and horror.

Duke says. - I know where their main entrance is. - says the vampire, putting on bracelets of evasion and chain mail of air. "Then let's not linger." Alud says as he hangs the Morgenstern on his belt and starts loading his fist shotguns. Duk pocketed the wrapped necklace, inspected his large black shotgun, and tucked it into a special mount on his back. The Dark Ones got into the car Brook-ta-man gestured in the direction, and the car took off with a squeal. Driving through the streets, Duk noticed how much riots were around, police cars were rushing here and there, through broken shop windows it was clear how looters were looting shops. Alud took a deep breath through his nostrils, he felt

Vivian pov My heart sank to the depths of despair. These people not only wanted to humiliate me but also aimed to turn me into a useless shell. The rain outside poured harder, hitting the carport with a loud patter, echoing the hopelessness that weighed on my heart. I pressed my fingers firmly against the dagger, instantly slicing my palm. The sharp sting of blood awakened my senses, bringing a flicker of clarity. "Even if I'm to die, I want to know who my employer really is!" The assailants were clearly taken aback that I could still speak, and one of them sneered, "Sorry, Vivian. The employer wants you to remain in the dark. Boys, get to work!" A metal rod slammed down on my wrists and ank

And we were still in daylight, still in public, cameras pointing at us from all the angles, but my world had narrowed to one target. And I was seconds from making him bleed all over this fucking sidewalk. I shoved the barrel harder into his ribs. He winced, but the sick bastard still smiled. “I could gut you here,” I said. “Just one second, you’re smiling and the next, you’re choking on your own fucking blood.” “You could,” Remo agreed, “But you won’t. Not here. Not with her a few yards away, not in daylight, not where the cameras can see.” “Don’t test me.”

--- By sunrise. A black SUV drove along the empty coastal highway. Inside sat only four people. Elena. Adrian. Gabriel. And Luca. Alexander remained behind to coordinate security from Blackwell Holdings. Evelyn chose to stay with Elizabeth. After everything they had endured... She refused to leave her side. --- Two hours later... The lighthouse appeared on the horizon. Tall. Weathered. Standing proudly against the crashing waves. The sea stretched endlessly beneath dark gray clouds. The place felt peaceful.

Chapter 17 “There is nothing in the dark that isn’t there when the lights are on.” – Rod Serling MELODY POV The sun burned hot and unforgiving for the late afternoon. I imagined if I laid down on the patio, right on the bricks instead of the perfectly mowed grass, I would be scorched nice and well like the eggs I had for breakfast.

A warm sensation, as well as the feeling of touching hair, the boy jerked up panicky from the floor with drops of cold sweat flowing from his forehead. He hurriedly left the room and returned, holding a lightened candle in his hand that brightened the room a little. A woman was lying face down at its center, surrounded by scattered opened books, a sight that almost made the boy drop his candle.

Only one step separated him from the truth. Then... the White Book began burning. Not with ordinary fire. With brilliant white flames. Words disappeared from its pages one after another. The First Reader's face turned pale. "No..." "Someone is erasing the First Story." Far above the city... a gigantic hand made entirely of black ink emerged from the fractured sky. Its fingers reached toward the White Book. Toward Adrian. Toward both Authors. The dark Adrian's smile vanished. For the first time... he looked afraid. He whispered only four words.

Niko The morning unfolds with unexpected tranquillity, the sun streaming through the windows and casting warm golden rays across the room that was yesterday shrouded in intense darkness. This ease, however, only amplifies my thoughts, drawing me into a spiral of self-doubt and guilt, haunted by the reality that Bianca faced danger because of my actions.

Maybe even more so, since I'm no longer an aspiring Luna, but a real Luna. "Wow, I didn't realize there was a law like this that should be applied to criminals," I muttered softly. I turned my head briefly to look out the window. The glittering stars had now been replaced by a bright, fiery light. I put down the thick book covering blackened eye sockets that were visible. "I didn't realize that the sun had drifted so high. Time seemed to fly by for me." My gaze fell on the books that were still piled high waiting in line.