Novel & Cerita Mt Gelmir Hero Grave

Magnus stilted, a low whimper escaping his throat before his massive body collapsed sideways, pinning Mirelle to the grass as thick, dark blood pooled across her expensive furs. "Get this carcass off my chest!" Mirelle screamed, her eyes widening as she realized a secondary pool of blood was dripping onto her neck. As she forced her eyelids open, she realized the war-mastiff hadn't died from the stone strike. A perfect, smoking hole had been punched directly through the center of its skull by a silver disruptor round. Her gaze whipped toward the entry path, locking onto a tall, heavily armed alpha warrior standing beside the iron gate. Jordan Baker.

It has been two days since the final battle against Lihont and his monsters ended. There was a quiet feeling of peace that filled the atmosphere. During these two days, everyone has been very busy. They were saying goodbye and everyone who had fallen in the war had been buried. Naelis and Marek chose a very special spot for Mira. They buried her in the exact place where her old family house used to stand, before all the trouble started. It was a beautiful spot with green grass and wild flowers.

She didn't argue. Just to her right, I see Asher looming over a grave, his head bent so low his whole face is shadowed. Beside him is someone else. Mila's black and blue moto jacket shimmers in the sun. She's cut her hair recently, the strands ruler-edged to line up with her jaw. I can't read the name on the grave they're standing at. I know who it is, though.

"It's not up to you. You've already walked right into my hands." Her eyes narrow. "What do you mean?" I put the coin in the middle of the table, where I've already drawn the necessary symbols in white chalk. "The ghoul is in another dimension, and I need the coin to open the portal to get to him, but I also need a sacrifice in order to do that." Evelina's eyes widen in horror. "A sacrifice? You can't be serious." "I am," I say, my voice cold and calculating. "And you're going to be that sacrifice."

Thella suddenly mind linked Gerthel, giving her the advice on what to do with the body of Melda. Gerthel stiffened. “I will forever carry in my conscience Melda’s death, Thella,” she said with a mortified look. “Gerthel, if we did not kill her, we would be dead both by now. There is nothing to be guilty about. We killed her out of self-defense. Now, come on. Throw her body in the window, just make sure that no guards will see,” Thella firmly said that made Gerthel stand up, walked toward the window, and checked if the area was clear. Seeing that no guards were posted down near her area, she immediately carried the body of Melda, not minding its heavy weight, and throw it far from the window.

Kiran turned to look at Malachi and he nodded his head as well. “Kiran Sinclair, step forth and claim the first incision,” Malachi said, and I looked at the knife in Kiran’s hand. Aegishjalmur, Valknut, Triskelion, Yggdrasil, Gungnir, and Mjolnir were etched on the handle, the symbols of our ancestors and our history.

"Mr. Johnson, Ms. Stewart, the camera Ms.Stone used was a specialized scientific model. All the footage it recorded was encrypted and uploaded in real time, with automatic cloud backup." He pressed play, and the sounds of my desperate pleas for mercy and their vicious mockery played in the speakers: "Ding ding ding! You got it right, so your prize is to have the chance to use your life to win me a research slot! "Only one life in exchange for my bright future! Isn't that sooo worth it?" Luna's face went pale, drained of all color as she started trembling. Meanwhile, Zachary stared straight at the screen, his eyes widening with fear. "I-Impossible…"

“You should have heard a rumor, right?” “Yeah.” Tyr nodded before he continued, “The God’s Tomb is a trap set up by GPE in advance. Sadly, its allure was too strong. Many of them were aware that something was off, but one by one, they still succumbed to the trap. A few dozens of Demigods had died there except for me and Dillon. “Old Zab, are you already aware of this?” Tyr frowned deeply at this point. “Dima told me that you'll tell me everything. You must have deduced everything, right?”

Erden curses, pressing his back against the wall and tilts his head back. "I'm so sorry." Tamarra mutters in sobs. Her voice sounds like an echo in my head. I try hard not to cry my heart out right now. I plop down on a chair and hold my exploding head in my hands. I feel a supportive hand rest on shoulder. I look up and see Azure smiling at me. "He is going to be fine, I'm sure." I nod, trying to believe in his words. Azure takes a seat by my side and right now, I just need a shoulder to cry. Gulping the lump of jitter climbing up my throat, I rest my head on his shoulder and close my eyes tightly.

Before deciding to go join Eve Matthews and the Chef in the kitchen, She remembered she hadn't replaced the vase that Sophie broke so she dashed to the store and took out the exact vase, then She made her way to Brain's room. Vanessa thought there was no need to knock since the owner of the room hadn't arrived so she badged into the suite as if it were hers and gently shut the door behind her. She came face to face with a very shocking view which made the vase she was holding drop to the floor and shatter into pieces. On the other side of the room was a naked man on his feet. Not just any naked man, a sexy greek god. He was muscular, had a well-sculpted body with perfect abs that makes you d