Novel & Cerita Karina's Last Days Read Online

“Like it’s… aware.” “It’s always been aware,” Emma answered softly. “We just weren’t ready to hear it.” Lira’s voice was low, almost reverent. “Then this isn’t the end.” Emma stood, slipping the pulse device into her hand. She looked out at the horizon, where the first rays of sunlight pushed the night back one shadow at a time. “No. It’s the beginning. The Last Signal wasn’t an ending—it was a warning. A threshold. From here, what we build will decide whether this becomes our greatest ally… or our final mistake.”

Karina says, sounding nervous for the first time this morning. "You okay," I ask, and she drops her head a little. She bites her lip and shakes her head no before she looks at me again. "I don't think I can watch him get whipped. I just can't, Chloe. He was supposed to be my mate. How can I watch my predestined life partner take silver to the back?...I...I went down there last night when you didn't come back," Karina says and I gasp. She nods and looks down at our joined hands.

“Can you believe he’d actually settle down?” Celina shook her head, tears slipping down her cheeks in silence. Thor wiped them away with the back of his hand, drew in a deep breath, and continued. “One night… we were leaving a friend’s birthday dinner when a car started following us. Armed men. I tried to get away, sped up… but…” his voice caught, “…I couldn’t save my family. Karina was shot. In the ambulance, on the way to the hospital… she died. With our baby.”

The line went completely dead. For the first time in years, Damien remained seated long after the call ended. He replayed the previous night in his mind, analyzing every detail. The woman hadn't begged, she hadn't screamed, and she hadn't even tried to run. She had simply listened. Then, she had whispered the one thing no one should have known. *“I know your heartbeat.”* It should have been impossible, yet something in her voice told him she wasn't bluffing. Turning the key, he started the engine. One way or another, he needed to find out exactly how dangerous Elena Hart truly was.

Elena's POV "My life is a little complicated right now and I wish now more than ever that you were here so I could talk to you," I whisper. The light breeze in the air whips my brown locks to the side. The smell of the coming winter lingers in the Seattle air. I grab the sides of my black coat and pull it tighter around me in a futile attempt to keep the cold air from touching my already trembling body. I look at the marble stone and run my fingers along the white, engraved words that read, 'In Loving Memory of Jessica Danvers April 15, 1968 - October 21, 2009, Beloved wife, mother, daughter and friend.'

Hestia heard the woman sigh as if she had already given in. "Fine, however, in return, you must return home before this week ends. Is that a deal?" "O-Okay." Ending the call, Hestia could not help but be worried that it must have already been too late to take down those articles. "I just hope that shitty news won't reach Max," she muttered right after shoving down a spoonful of ice cream into her mouth. "That matter aside, how is it going with your sister?" Diana asked. "Now that you mentioned it, Karylle still has not updated me ever since I told her to relocate. I will give her a call once I am done with one of the sets for Mrs. Charter."

Kara’s body was shaking when familiar arms enveloped her from behind. “Get away from me, you monster!” She cried, evading those stifling arms. She felt like retching. She remembered the last time Nico showed him how ruthlessly he dealt with people who crossed him. It was bloody! Kara squeezed her eyes shut. The image of Marco lying in a pool of blood plays in her mind. “He’s not dead. You are overacting!” Nico jolted her back to her senses.

After what felt like an eternity, he finally pulled away, allowing Karina to catch her breath. “Are you a virgin?” he questioned, and Karina nodded, a sense of dread washing over her. “How wonderful is that?” he sneered, a sick smile spreading across his face. “Lay down and spread your legs,” he ordered, his tone demanding and heartless. Regret flooded Karina as she wished she had never ventured out for the festival. She should have stayed home with her sisters, watching N*****x instead. Reluctantly, she complied, lying on her back with her legs forced apart. With brutal force, he entered her tightness, causing Karina to close her eyes tightly from the searing pain. She resisted the urge to

11:59 p.m. "Happy 10th anniversary, my girlfriend!" With Blake West's handsome face before me and our friends watching expectantly, I closed my eyes and made a wish over the candles. 12:00 a.m. Blake immediately reached over and carefully removed the tiara tangled in my hair without pulling a single strand. His charming eyes curved into a teasing smile. "Happy breakup, ex-girlfriend." The private room erupted in cheers. "It's that time of year again! Congrats, Blake. You're a free man!" "Bets are open! If you think they'll get back together, place your bets with me. If you think they won't, go see Brooks!" Amid the flashing lights and pounding music, I remained quietly in my seat as

They had been together for ten years, and she had died because of a woman he had on the side. She had burned to death in that fire, and the pain had been excruciating! The agony of the flames licking her body had been unbearable, even in death. She had suffered so much even while dying. Before she lost the last of her consciousness, she had been consumed by pain. "Are you okay?" Karina sensed something was off and called out to her. Natalie snapped back to reality, emerging from the depths of her despair. She shook her head and said, "I'm fine!"