Novel & Cerita Legend

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So I don't think I came out greed asking for heaven. Maybe dying isn't a bad thing. Maybe I'll be treated nicely after my demise. I let out a strangled whimper when the cold metal is pushed against my pale skin not enough to draw blood but enough to scare me. My body shivered in bone-chilling fear. Honestly, I was visibly trembling at this point. "Pl-Please don't hu-rt me-e," I choke out, without meeting his eyes. "Remove your hand," He sound oddly claim for some reason but I wasn't going to get trapped by his exterior and front. Even though a lion looks cute still it is one of the most deadly predatory found in earth. It can break one's bones into numerous piece with a blow of it's pawl.

🧁ARIA 🧁 " Mom why are we here ? Why can't we go back home ? " Red fired Questions at me as I passed him takeout for dinner . " We're gonna spend this night at this lodge okay , I promise I'd look for a solution " I said and he frowned . " Did the landlady chase us out already ? He asked sadly and my eyes stung with tears . " It's okay mummy I was tired of staying there anyways this lodge seems nice ... there's a really cute bed " he said and flashed me a grin .

His eyes opened wide. “There is an inscription.” I nodded, suddenly remembering. Yes. There was an inscription. What? “Something in Greek, I think,” I said. “Latin,” he corrected. “Spina rosam et congregari Salem,” he said, and then looked at me, as if expecting me to understand. I had no idea. I never had. “It says: The rose and the thorn meet in Salem.” He stared at me, and I stared back. My mind raced, wondering what that could mean. His eyes had shone with a newfound purpose.

I shrug. “Okay, I like her.” she points to me and looks at Rhea. “I’m Veronica by the way. Veronica Ryan. Grade B.” “Grade?” I raise a brow, confused. “A Grade basically tells how dangerous a person is. And before you ask, the difference between A’s and B’s is that A’s have committed murder.” “But mine is asterisked?” “It’s never been given before but I’m guessing it means numerous counts of murder.” Yeah. That makes sense.

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He stood behind me, his hands extended to show me two watches. "Which is better?" My brow moved up in question, as I spun to face him. I looked between the two, pointing to the solid yellow gold one. He lifted it, strapping it on. "I called to make sure the restaurant was guarded, the only thing I wasn't guaranteed is the entrance." Triston sighed, "I could get you in through the back- but what so wrong with a photo or two?" My eyes moved up to him, "Being on the news and overcasting someone's wedding is not on my plans for today." Triston rolled his eyes, "Honestly, that would be rude of me-"