Novel & Cerita La Llorona Before She Died

Being precise with the timing, she leaked the news to the Goreng family so they would come and demand the body. However, she thought Luna Sandra had at least three more months, but the other party relied on the poisoned water more than she expected, and she passed away so quickly! “Now there’s chaos outside,” Carol continued. “Oh? What’s the commotion about?” Carol chuckled, “The Goreng family insists on bringing Luna Sandra back to the family mansion for the funeral rites, but the senior lady says that since the deceased passed away at her natal family’s home, she must lie in a state of in a tent. After the funeral rites are completed, only then can she be buried in the family ancestral tom

Flowers and roses are being thrown on top of the coffin as it is slowly lowered to the ground. Before soil promptly descended on her case, we provided the lady some quiet solitude. I'm told to stay in my seat while the parents I've known in previous life converse with their friends. I've given it a lot of thought, and I'm curious as to why the people I met before I died didn’t even cry. Even the Lafera family's close relatives refrained from crying, even though their cherished daughter had passed away. I start to close my eyes, but before I have a chance to think any further, I can see a figure in the distance.

"But don't worry. Once the ritual is complete, her death will be quick." "Ritual?" "Oh yes, my dear. You didn't think I went through all this trouble just to chat, did you?" He gestured around the ruined chapel. "This place has quite the history. Did you know the last White Luna died right where you're standing?" Ice flooded my veins. "What?"

Alicia was also beside them. “Don't you ever do that again!” Lora said, holding back her sobs to let her words be heard. The strong-willed cocky girl Alicia knew was no longer existent. Lora was now crying uncontrollably, showing everyone she too had a soft side, and her cockiness was just an act masking her personality. “Wha...what, happened?!” “Kid. I don't know how but….you were dead. For three whole hours!” Slejj said, with a shaken look distorting his face.

Death was beginning to appeal to me. She hesitated for a moment, then sat beside me, placing the tray on the ground. “You're losing strength,” she whispered. “Your hands are shaking. Your eyes are losing its glow.” “So? Let me lose it all. Let me die here. Maybe then the Moon Goddess will have mercy on me and let me see my parents’ resting place again. I want to die where they died… in pain… forgotten.” Loraine looked around, suddenly tense. Her eyes darted toward the guards posted near the door, then back at me. She leaned closer, her voice now barely above a whisper.

I said. "I did not know that then," he said. "I found out later." He stopped. He looked at the document on the surface. "The night before she left for the Eastern Isles. The night before she died. She told me she had been thinking about that old story again. She said she had been thinking about it for a while and she thought it was not just a story." Nobody said anything.

She had seen the way Lilian had taken care of that white wolf, and she could tell that she would be really good mother. Giselle raised her hand in surrender. "I can't, Lori. The child was killed by a witch, and there is no reversing that." Lorraine could feel her eyes watering at that answer, and her claws dug deeper into Ayana's neck, and her blood coated Lorraine's fingers.

Relief flashed across her face so quickly it was almost embarrassing. She thought she won. She thought death was the worst thing we could give her. Poor stupid woman. Then the elder spoke again. “You will be stripped of your wolf.” The entire room froze. Liora gasped violently. “No,” she whispered. The elder’s face remained cold. “You will undergo the ritual before sunset.” “No!” she screamed suddenly, panic exploding across her face for the first time. “No no no—you can’t do that!” Her chains rattled loudly as she struggled against them.

' 'That is quite mean,' I said. 'They returned from the journey half dead meanwhile Leticia was nursing the heartache. But she still loved them both. So before they breathed their last she did the binding spell, erased their memories and took her own life too.' 'This is all sounds so surreal. What type of life was that?' Bella who had been silent all along asked. 'The type of life that loved unconditionally,' Elder Roland said as silence fell over us all, each person lost in their thoughts.

When she found it, she opened the kitchen door and went inside to get her apron. “OH MY GOD!” Selene fell to the floor. Her hand covered her mouth. Fear immediately enveloped her, her eyes started to swell up with tears. With her trembling hands she looked for her cellphone in her bag. She dialed Calix. “Selene?” “C-Calix, please please,” she tried hard to speak as she also tries to stand up but her knees are all weak. “Selene?! What happened?! Where are you?!” “Lora…L-Lora’s dead.”