La Grondement Du Haine Novels & Stories

"Nathan, I'll never forgive myself if I can't see you. You can say whatever you want about me, okay? Just let me in so I can see you… "Nathan, are you ill? I noticed how pale you were the other day. Are you sick? Let me in. Please? I'm begging you…" Dad waited outside, pounding on the door over and over. My chest ached with pain. I longed for the warmth of Dad's embrace, but I would never be able to open the door again. The next day, I dragged myself to the rooftop, my body on its last legs. I looked into the camera, as if I were staring into Dad's eyes. In the end, I didn't say a word and jumped right after. And the third video ended abruptly.

She blinked against the morning light, her instinctual sense of safety warring with the chaotic shouting downstairs. Before she could even voice her confusion, the temperature in the room drastically shifted. Outside the tall stone windows, the calm morning sky suddenly darkened, heavy, bruised purple clouds rolling over the jagged Scottish ridges with supernatural speed. The wind began to howl, a low, thundering roar that rattled the thick glass. It wasn't a vindictive storm, nor was it an act of malice—it was a visceral, titanic response. Tala had felt it. The reclusive Master of All Elements, watching from her isolated sanctuary on the edge of the vast territory, had just felt the massive

Nicole. Men. They were the worst kind of animals and my husband happened to be a monster. The kind that’s supposed to be caged with a warning written in bold letters. Do you think it is strange that I was only filled with disgust right now? The hurt I felt long forgotten as I stared at the man standing in front of me. I felt like a thousand spiders were crawling around my body, their fangs kissing me. “Marcus” Even rolling his name around my mouth tasted like a bile of vomit. “Have some respect for God at least if you have no human decency.”

The disdain in his voice cut deeper than any physical blow. With a sudden shove, he pushed past her, his frustration boiling over. He walked away, the sound of his footsteps echoing down the empty hallway. Sara stood frozen, a whirlwind of emotions swirling inside her. She felt the ground slip beneath her feet, as if the very foundation of her reality was crumbling.

"Cecilia, do you know how much I hate Evan Lane? Three years ago, I killed his beloved Corinne. Now that he's fallen in love with you, I shall take you away from him too. Evan Lane will always be a plaything for me. I could drive him crazy if I want!" Her eyes widened in horror. The screech was stuck in her throat. She finally let out a guttural scream when Peter repeatedly struck her in the face with a gold art piece. He mused, "Hm. Which body part should I use as a gift to Evan Lane? Cece, any thoughts?" Cecilia turned mute from the horror. She watched helplessly as he advanced toward her.

RAVEN’s POV. “Raven! Where the F U C K are you?” Alpha Fenrir hissed angrily. “Here alpha Fenrir,” I answered and quickly rushed out to meet him. Alpha Fenrir approached me, his eyes blazing with anger. I looked up at him and I bit my lower lip trying to calm my nerves.

You make me sick Christabel, let go of me. (Kelly storms out, sobs quietly as she tries so hard to keep the tears from falling. It was heartbreak all over again, the feeling of anger and betrayal overwhelmed her). Taxi! Where to Ma'am? Anywhere but here. Okay Ma'am. I'm sorry, but I can't help but ask, are you okay? Yes, I am, mind your business. Oh okay. I'm sorry, I didn't mean to speak to you the way I did. You didn't deserve it, Kelly said. It's alright Ma'am.

Her health was abruptly falling like her heart pieces but too numb by her emotions to bother. She felt like a fool to believe his words and consider forgiving his sins. He never deserved to be at peace in her eyes. Her shaking legs stumbled on her heels as a foreign hand held her from the back. The owner of this grip turned her around and secured her around his arms. She lifts her head only to meet those eyes that always claimed to be guilty but end up closing on her sufferings. Those eyes are the ones she used to love secretly, and he turned them into hate and fear.

She said as she look at him like his a piece of candy. Lila eyes me but I shrugged at her. "Wow they are all hotty! " Lila said still looking at them and I kick her behind the table. " What?" She glared at me. "Stop drooling and eat!" I said to her. "What your not interested?" Laura asked me this time. "Nope!" As I munching my fried now. I love fries than those six pack boys there. "Are you a lesbian!" And almost choked my fried on my throat.

was him pointing a gun at my forehead. I couldn't move as tears suddenly gushed out of my eyes. My heart pounced fast not for the child but something else. I stepped backward, and he threatened to shot me, it was so quick, where they waiting for us to get back. He cracked the gun and gave a wry smile, I stared at him with disbelief and hurt in my chest, that smile rekindled memories. There were a lot of questions I wanted to ask, but my tears covered it all. I couldn't say a word, and a loud sound was heard. The child in my hands shuddered, while I felt a sharp pain at my left shoulder. I could feel the blood dripping off from that side. I stood mute trying to struggle for air as the pain w