Jealousy Turning Saints Into The Sea の小説・ストーリー

I get a wave of uneasiness as soon as the message is sent. My chest is filled with a profound sensation of fear, and my heart is pounding. We've started a risky strategy, and I can't get rid of the sensation that we've made a grave error. Marco looks at me with an unreadable expression. "It's finished," he murmurs. "We wait now." I nod, but my thoughts are whirling. The rival family has consistently been erratic, even cruel. We just gave them a chunk of our city and our lives, and we have no idea what they will do with it.

Noone on board the ship that the three traitors are on move to see what is happening. I watch as three ships sink as I wiggle my fingers and the waves consume them. Not taking my eyes from Carter, he looks at me with a blank expression. I lift my hand and point my finger at him. “You are a traitor. You will die a traitor’s death.” I throw my head and shriek loudly into the sky as the winds pick up and swirl around the ship and I smile as it groans under the weight of the wind. Metal twists and comes alive. The darkness seeps from my fingertips and swirls around me.

“No. You’re doing it perfectly. Saint, I think what happened tonight with me and Bronx. I think that was the Goddess Aphrodite. She’s been after me since I gave birth to the twins. I don’t know what she wants from me, but she’s tried to convince me that Bronx was cheating on me. She offered to make me beautiful and to enact some sort of revenge on him. She, um, she even tried to convince me I should be with Milo instead of Bronx.” Saint stares at me, but says nothing. I can’t tell what he’s thinking, but he usually has an answer for everything. I shift in my seat and look around. “Please say something.” “You don’t want me to say what I’m thinking.” “Come on Saint, please don’t be like that.”

She smeared her blood-soaked hands down Elias’s chest, who jerked away with his mouth agape. “I’m the Goddess of Jealousy, and I am tired of sharing you, my love.” She turned her glowing eyes my way and the poison seeping through my veins began to boil. Color slowly leeched from my vision as my hold over my wolf faded completely. Just as my bones began to break and shift, every window within the brothel exploded in a sea of glass. Screams rang out as naked bodies were sliced with flying shards. People scrambled to get away, rushing to the doors which refused to open.

Crawling forward, I stop beside her, but before I can stop her, she grips my arm, pulls me toward her and growls. "Set me as a seal upon your heart, as a seal upon your arm, for love is strong as death, jealousy is fierce as the grave. Its flashes are flashes of fire, the very flame of the Lord. Many waters cannot quench love, neither can floods drown it." Unable to reply, I try to break her hold, but her strength is unparalleled. Apolliana’s eyes glow with malice as she leans close and repeats the verse again. "Set me as a seal upon your heart, as a seal upon your arm, for love is strong as death, jealousy is fierce as the grave. Its flashes are flashes of fire, the very flame of the Lord.

Once she realized I knew, she dropped the act. "Let me explain. Julian has cancer, and this was his dying wish. We've known each other for so many years, and I couldn't just let him die with regrets. You understand that, don't you?" She kept getting more confident and righteous, as if she were doing something noble. I'd be a complete asshole for not understanding. I almost laughed out loud in disbelief. It was the first time I'd heard someone describe cheating as noble and virtuous. I said coldly, "Winona, I never realized you were such a saint. You're willing to offer yourself up just to fulfill someone's wish? So, if any random person asked you to sleep with them, you'd do that too?"

if he ever suspected, even a little, that I am not some humble human priest but also a motherfucking monster hidden inside a black holy cloth. As we all settled around the fireplace, silence sliced us like some knife...screams of agony surrounded the entire realm. Her screams, and then sounds of cheers and claps...then more screams and cries. I don't think I could bear her pain if I even go there...I might definitely snap at those foolish werewolves for being so happy while Freya is clearly in pain.

I cried out and ran towards him, panic rising in my chest, “HEY! LET HIM GO RIGHT NOW! THIS IS ILLE–MMPH!” “Quiet.” Rio hissed in my ear. He’d caught me around my arms and I couldn’t move. His other hand was planted firmly on my mouth. My back met his chest, and all I could do was badly hope that this was all a dream. It all had to be a bad dream. Just what the fuck was going on? “Cristo gets jealous very easily.” Rio said behind me, dragging me away downwards down a path to the village, “He never makes up his mind about anything! It’s not my fault all the women he likes end up coming my way.”

Tristan flanked her on one side, Callum on the other, shielding her like she was the only person in this grand, glittering night worth protecting. I stood in the darkest corner of the deck and watched every ray of light fall on Elise. Once, I would have given anything for her to stand in that spotlight, any price at all, because she was a musical genius. I never imagined that the price would turn out to be myself. I smiled bitterly. Then, without warning, the crowd on deck lurched. Champagne spilled across the floor. Before anyone could react, the captain came rushing over. "The coast guard has issued an intercept order. They're demanding we stop the vessel immediately for inspection."

"The creatures of the sea belong only to the Sea God. You slavers defile the sanctity of the ocean!" "So you poisoned them?" "This is purification!" I did not get angry. There was no point reasoning with lunatics. I had the sawtooth sharks drag their boat onto the reef, then tied all five of them to the rocks. "We'll see whether your companions come for you. If no one comes in three days, all of you become fish food." The Cult retaliated the next day. A B-class sequence user calling himself an Apostle of the Sea God arrived with three drug-controlled sea beasts to provoke us.