Lamentar Novels & Stories

"Senior.. let me tell you about a demigod named Narcissus. Evidently, the idea of narcissism comes from him." Successfully able to stop the banter, Jeremy made Ken too eagerly listen to him. "It is said here in Metamorphosis, that Narcissus fell in love with his reflection on the water and treated all his admirers both Male and Female—of various species, badly. He desired himself and literally kissed his own reflection." "Looks like someone sitting right beside me." Monroe deadpanned, enraging Ken. The banter should have mediated, but seeing the turn of events, Jeremy groaned sadly. Did he make things worse?

"That's the problem. I do not know who has the key" Nahamani groaned in pain before attempting to open her eyes but the brightness from the room stung her, she kept it closed again. She started to slowly remember her conversation with Lucifer at the front of the forbidden door before he knocked her out. She opened her eyes immediately, forcing her eyes to adjust to the light. She then scanned the room thinking Lucifer was lurking in the corner but she didn't see him. She breathed a sigh of relief. The last thing she wanted was to be close to Lucifer again. He was turning into a monster slowly and she did not want to be the first person he saw before he fully became one. She stood up balanci

“Goddess Lumia, Empress Lisa of Celestia, Celestial Twelve, save us! Our souls are burning like hell!” “Help us. Please… help us!” “Celestial Twelve, have mercy on us! Save us from the fire of hell!” These are just few of the sorrows and screams that were ringing on our head. They were echoing in the whole place. I shook my head several times and just covered my ears. Their shouts were deafening and I almost lost my sanity. I can feel their suffering.

Lying here with a loss of words, hearing no sound but that of a dirge I searched my mind but it comes blank, the sounds of Lament fell like I sank Deadweight is my body all dressed and adorned, to be viewed by the ones who felt I have scorned Tucked in a billow of alabaster white, a weight of coins to keep out the light How is it possible I am lying here, surrounded by people who don’t shed a tear? Trying to move to stop this façade, not wanting to meet the one they call God

Ryan’s lips one corner lifted and eyes squinting, his furrowed angular eyebrows hinted at a wave of intense annoyance and abhorrence, his voice plunged into a low and grumpy tone, he whimpered, “Damage… Beyond Repair…!...” *************

I can feel it in every pore of my body. My heart hurts. It is broken. I have lost everything. I have lost myself. My life is over. I do not want to give up. I do not want to let him win. But I am fading. I am fading. Fading. Weakened by my loss. My grief. Tanner is dead. My true mate. Lucius has killed him. He may as well have killed me. He has broken me. I stare into the darkness. I know I must try to focus.

“It’s not like you ever let me forget.” Amusement sparkled in those inky orbs, tracing his fingers along my cheek tenderly. “That means you willingly choose to defy me.” I chuckled, a mischievous smirk tugging at my lips. “If I truly wished to defy you, I could do a lot more damage than this.” His expression turned distant, a suffocating mist spreading in his eyes. “I’m aware of the inevitable.” He laughed, his voice carrying a weight of silent melancholy. The sorrow was buried within his gaze, desolation consuming him in ways I hadn’t realized. It never occurred to me that Lazarus was alone and trusted no one, he awaited betrayal like a double-edged sword and accepted pain like a norm.

“If you keep looking at me like that, I’ll ruin you right here.” “Maybe I want to be ruined.” He stilled, jaw tight. “Careful, princess. Don’t tempt me.” I smirked up at him, breathless, reckless. “I thought you liked a woman with claws.” His curse came out strangled this time. “Per l’amor di Dio.” (For the love of God.) I was still on my knees, wrists red from his tie, lips swollen and sticky, when Lucian pulled back with a groan that rattled through my bones.

He had dragged his injured body and knelt right at our gates to plead for our forgiveness while begging my parents to let him see me. Unfortunately, my parents ignored him. In fact, they ordered our staff to douse him with water, trying to get him to back off. Alas, that didn't deter him. Instead, he shouted, "Willow, I'm sorry. I shouldn't have used that life debt as an excuse to keep in contact with Faith. "I really do love you. We've been together for four years, Willow. Can you really bear to part with me?" Alder clicked his tongue and mocked, "So he's aware that you two have dated for four years, then?"

"You left me, treated my efforts like garbage, and took my compromises for granted every time! How could someone awful like you think I'd wait for you forever?" With each word I spoke, Atlas's face paled further. "Atlas, stop pretending to be so devoted. It's disgusting." After saying that, I threw the black card back at him. "Are you sad? Then take this money and comfort yourself." I mimicked his actions, giving him the final blow. While he watched desperately, I took Felix's arm and left the venue. Atlas stood there in a daze before slumping to the ground, covering his face, and sobbing.