Novel & Cerita Iridian Something Was Wrong

Sera looked at her two friends in an alarmed way and started talking as soon as the the door was closed by Daniel "Tell me the bad news" Sera knew they came here for the bad news cause they already called her and checked up on her. They agreed to not visit her so why did they come Sera asked herself. Ruby looked at Alex then her eyes gazed at sera's eyes "the interim chief of your entertainment agency is having troubles with your sister's company . I think she is going to show her true colors."

"Yes. This way, there will be no discrimination. Everyone is free." He no longer spoke and I immediately built the stone. It took half of my energy so I fell. Rio joined me. "Are you okay?" he asked worriedly. I do not know. I suddenly shivered. What's happening to me? After a while I suddenly disappeared like a bubble. First my foot disappeared. "Iris! What's happening?!" I touched his face. "I ... I think I'm dying." "What?! You can't!" I shook my head. "I was supposed to die 21 years ago, the stone helped me. But without it, I can't live anymore."

"Attack them!" 'Them?' a kind of hopeful expectation entered his heart, and he smiled. 'Then they did make it, after all.' "No!" Kallida screamed, pounding his fist against the table in a furious burst of immense frustration, the reports showing a complete loss of magic and his eyes returning to normal. "I lost it!" "Oh?" Blackridge said curiously as he turned his head towards Kallida and tried to appear disappointed. "But you were doing so well." Zahaynei spun around in his chair. "You what?" he spat.

I smile easily as I maneuver my way through the aisles in search of the cheerful old man. ​"Blue," I call once I reach the counter, only to find the seat behind it empty. ​"That you again, Iris?" a rough voice calls back, followed by the sound of shifting objects in the back room. ​"Yeah," I reply, putting Sassy down but keeping a hand on her leash. Not that it made a difference; Sassy was already lying down on the floor.

He scratched his head as he stopped in front of me. "It's good that you came, I'm worried that i would not be able to go in" I complained. "Huh? You can't think of the password?" He asked me as I shook my head. "It's an Iris lock and my eyes is totally a different color. What if it's not detected" I was worried. "Just try, maybe the change of your eye color didn't really change the structure. So try." He encouraged me as I nodded and went back to check.

Iridian, Iridian, I’ve heard of the name before but my memory meshes around, I can’t think straight, I can’t hold my emotions. I stand up, holding the edge of the chair. Iridian stands too holding my arm. “I can’t let you leave not when I finally found you” “You are crazy. You are an old woman losing her mind over living on her own for all these years. My mother died when I was young and she wasn’t human. She was like me”

“There was a problem, and it affected the air, so according to the guard, Iris was taken to the hospital.” “A problem?” “There was a gas leakage in the vent, and it made everyone in the hall unconscious, including me. When we woke up, that’s what we were told,” she explained. It didn’t sit well with me. It sounded like a classic Lycan aura outbreak. I stood up from the bed slowly. “Need help?” “No! I am fine.” “You went somewhere and came back days later with bandages covering your face, and when I ask, you say you're fine,” she said.

Then, the world hiccupped. It wasn't a tremor of the earth. it was a tremor of reality. The obsidian pillar of the Anchor, which I had just "grounded," didn't shatter. Instead, the white light I’d poured into it began to bleed away, turning from a pure, brilliant gold to a jagged, static violet. "Iris?" Kieran’s voice was sharp. He pulled back, his eyes searching mine. "What did you do?" "I fixed it," I whispered, though my stomach was already dropping into my shoes. "I broke the script. I gave us a choice."

She blinked rapidly, praying it was all just a trick of her mind, that her vision wasn’t truly failing her. “Hello, Iris, Ivan, Derek?” Autumn called out, her voice cracking with fear. She could barely see them through the blur, but she knew they were there. Ivan hesitated, an instinctual urge to go to Autumn’s side flickering in his eyes. But Iris grabbed his arm, pulling him back. She started coughing violently, her face contorted in a grimace of faux distress. If her sister was going to die, Iris thought, it would solve all her problems in one fell swoop.

Its ancient consciousness, normally vast and reassuring, now felt fragmented, struggling to maintain coherence as the poison spread through the network it had spent decades building. "How long do we have?" Iris asked, though she dreaded the answer. Through her bond with the garden, she could feel the corruption spreading like wildfire, jumping from plant to plant with malevolent intelligence. The eternal roses were beginning to turn brown at their edges, their whispered communications becoming increasingly frantic as they fought a battle they couldn't win.