Mad Father Burn Monster 소설 & 이야기

He couldn't control the fear in his heart any longer and broke down crying. "Waaah! Haley, Todd is bullying me!" He slapped the water, crying earth-shatteringly. Todd suppressed the coldness in his eyes. Ivan ruled Cuenca, and he thought that man's son would be formidable, but he was nothing special. He would never allow anyone from the Winston family near his mommy! If mommy found out their daddy had children with another woman. Even with her tough heart, she would be hurt. He wouldn't give anyone the chance to hurt his mommy!

♪♪ Enemy • Imagine Dragons × J.I.D ✿✿✿ LILAH I THRASH in the tight hold of the monsters. The monster I call Mom, keeps smacking my face with a vengeance, making me lament in agony. Robert is looking at me with teary eyes but neither he bulges nor does he speak as if he's pinned on his spot by some supernatural potency. But the anger inside him is diaphanous as quartz, fists and jaw clenched hard, eyes bloodshot with tears.

Sipho whispered. He refused. Refused to be replaced. Refused to lose another child. Refused to die like this. With a roar, he grabbed the child’s wrist. Let the Darkness flood him fully. Black veins exploded across his skin. The ground split. Trees bent away. The air screamed. For a second— He was the monster again. Full Keeper. Raw power. He slammed the child into the dirt hard enough to crater it. The earth cracked outward. Shockwaves tearing through the yard.

"Mom begs you, seeing you like this breaks my heart..." I wiped my tears and looked at my mother: "Then take me to see Kael." "I need to see him, dead or alive." My parents looked at each other, their eyes full of pain and struggle. Finally, my father nodded heavily: "Okay, I'll take you to see him." They didn't take me to the pack morgue. Nor did they take me to a funeral home. Instead, they drove me to the Pack's Ancestral Cemetery in the forest.

She clawed at it, her nails breaking, her feet leaving the floor. Her neck snapped. The sound was soft. Final. She collapsed beside my father, her hair spilling loose, her eyes staring at nothing. I couldn’t breathe. Someone laughed. Not loud. Not wild. Amused. I grabbed Mara’s hand and ran. Outside, the village was burning. The baker’s house—where old Mara used to sneak us sweet crusts—collapsed in a shower of sparks. The smell of bread had been replaced by smoke and blood and something sharp, metallic.

It hummed, flaming embers falling. Rhea knelt, weak. Aaron clutched my leg. Father’s voice whispered in my mind: Trust him. He hadn’t returned. I curled the sword in my bleeding hand and rose. “He took... him?” I said. Damien’s grin was patient. “Yes.” Behind me, Mother collapsed backwards, eyes glowing gold. My mother, a believer in the Flame. Betrayer. I spun. “Mother, what have you done?” Mother whispered as darkness swallowed the realm again:

He immediately snatched it away and read it for a few seconds before looking up at me in shock. Meanwhile, Mathew had gone into the kitchen to get the three of us glasses of wine. I guessed he had realized Ron was really going to need one. "What is this?" Ron asked, his eyes widening once again. "This is why we didn't want you to kill the monster," Mathew mumbled as he handed Ron a glass of wine. Ron looked back at the bottle. ‘You cannot kill the monster. It is Madeline's father.’ "What the fuck is this?" Ron asked again, raising his voice.

Then, Mom could be heard slamming the door open in anger as she rushed in to try and save Justin, but she was no match for Riley or Toby. A loud crash was heard then, and Mom's voice disappeared. Justin's struggling sounds also ceased afterward. Time seemed to have come to a standstill at this point. Everyone in the crowd who watched and listened to the video was simply horrified. I felt my heart bleeding in pain again. The pain was so great that I struggled to breathe. "Didn't you just say just now that even animals wouldn't kill their young, Riley Stuart? So, why did you personally kill your own son for your own selfish desires?"

To stay in that clearing and pretend none of the pain that followed had ever happened. Then the child looked up. Her eyes found mine. The smile slipped from her face. She pointed directly at me. "Mama, who's that lady?" My mother turned slowly. She looked straight at me. There was no confusion in her expression. Only recognition. A sadness I had never understood as a child. Her lips trembled before she spoke. "I prayed you would survive." The clearing shattered like glass. Sunlight vanished. The forest dissolved into crimson light. And I was falling once more into the Hall of Echoes.

BECCA. The whole entrance fell apart as well as the walls when the monster on his two limbs walked in. Unlike wolves that are always on their four limbs. This monster had long fangs protruding in front of his mouth. He was scary but there was nothing scarier than seeing my mom being held by him. “Leave her out of this, Magdon!” I screamed at him, getting angrier. He turned to me and growled at my face before I saw him freeze looking at something behind me. I trace his gaze and saw that he was looking at his daughter on the floor.