Love Game In Eastern Fantasy Ending นิยาย & เรื่องราว

He didn't reply, he just stared at me for a moment with sadness in his eyes. “Sí, mi tesoro,” my mother said, holding my face in her hands. “Your famiglia will never betray you.” I nodded and she turned to my uncle, “How do we leave? Is there another way out?” “Sí,” Uncle Luigi replied and moved towards a section of the wall that seemed solid. I watched as he slid a small, ornate card from his pocket. The card looked ancient with strange markings. He pushed it into what seemed like a shallow dent in the wall and we heard a soft click, then a faint hum as if there were gears hidden behind the stone that had come to life.

"Alice, I will make you remember everything. Whether those memories are painful or joyful, they are ours, proof of my love for you. I won't let you forget that." His voice was deep but unwavering, like a vow etched into time. Alice looked at him, her gaze reflecting uncertainty, like ripples on water before a gentle breeze. She didn’t know why, but her heart seemed to echo with each word he spoke. The wind whispered through the air, lifting Alice's soft strands of hair. Cherry blossom petals fell from afar, swirling and gently landing on the windowsill. This moment was like a beautiful painting, where two people faced each other, holding hands in the gentle glow of the sunset. An open ending

I drank it all in one swift movement. Jason, I wouldn't beg for your love again. I was going to love myself. So… Why are you the one who ended up regretting it? ... I looked at the crystal vial in my hand. The pale, pink liquid shimmered inside, giving off a scent that was both mesmerizing and dangerous. This was the legendary Love Potion, the forbidden magic of our world of Werewolves. Drink it, and the target would have "love" etched deep into their soul for seven years.

That doesn’t happen much less ones that have full pledged responsibility already. The light and the darkness. Lux and Crocell are the embodiment of both. “I will always find you no matter what happens. I will choose you every single day my love—always.” Lux said as he clung unto his lover. He loves the man…more than life itself. He can’t see this ending. No. --- Ashley’s POV A sharp gasp escaped my mouth as I was waken up from another dream—dream? Was that even a dream? It’s borderline nightmare already! What the fuck was that even about?

“Love didn’t save anyone in the last prophecy. It just gave the gods more to destroy.” Eastin looked away, the muscles in his jaw tightening. “Maybe. But love’s also what brought the moon back every night after the world broke. It’s what keeps people fighting when everything else is gone.” Braxton turned toward him, brow raised. “You sound like a man who’s starting to believe again.” Eastin hesitated, then sighed. “Maybe I am.” Braxton’s gaze sharpened. “Lira?” The corner of Eastin’s mouth twitched. “She said yes.”

Instead, she reaches up, wrapping her hands over his wrists, and nods heavily, her eyes shining with unshed tears of pure joy. Elias smiles, a beautiful, victorious expression, and leans down to press a deep, lingering kiss against her forehead—a sacred seal of his eternal devotion. As the dying sun turns the sky into a blazing tapestry of fire, the lovers stand encapsulated in their own perfect world, bringing their long journey to a flawless, magnificent close. ---End---

Liora shrieked, her form fracturing, but the loom fought back, threads slicing her flesh, her glow faltering, her heart racing. A final vision surged: the nexus whole, her companions alive, Jessica standing, her hollowness a beacon, their love eternal. The glade collapsed, the starfield reforming, and a new star flickered, silver and soft, pulsing with a quiet truth. Liora’s scream faded, her form dissolving, the fracture silenced. Jessica collapsed, Kade catching her, his arms trembling, his voice a sob of love. “You’re ours, Jess,” he whispered, tears falling. She clung to him, gasping, her glow alive, the hollowness her truth. “We held the dawn,” she whispered, her heart burning with love

When it completely neared, I closed my eyes and screamed with all the might I can and waited for the impact. But nothing happened. Instead I felt as if someone moved me from the place, with a lightening speed. I slowly began to open my eyes and my eyes met with the most beautiful pair of eyes. The blue orbs was looking at me intensely. I could feel my heart was beating fast. And I felt mesmerizing in his eyes. Suddenly he broke our eye contact. And then I noticed that his head was covered with a black hoodie and he was wearing a mask. He pulled his hands back from me and with a blink of an eye, he vanished in the thin air.

Focusing her attention back on me, she gaped a moment before saying, “The love mark is a special tattoo, given only by a qualified person of magic who’s passed a purity test. A priestess, in fact. They use a very specific type of ink, and it has to be this exact symbol in this exact size, given on this exact temple, otherwise it doesn’t work.” “And when it does work?” I hedged slowly, already fearing her response. “Then the mark bearer is able to recognize their true love at first sight. Even before then, actually. I felt your presence the moment you were brought into the castle as a prisoner at the end of the war.” Cold unease spread over me like icicles. Unable to accept her words, I said,

She however wouldn’t have it any other way. “Come love we have a gem to snatch and a war to start.” She smirked as she rose. Charles rising with her as they began to walk. He would shift once night fell and fly them the rest of the way. Narleen smiled happily as she looked up at the moon and smirked. The moon goddess gave her the best man and now that he was dragon there was nothing that could stop him.