Nine Star Burden Novels & Stories

My voice shook. “Please. Just let us go. It was one night, that’s all it was, and this baby isn’t his. I don’t know what this is, some kind of cult, some kind of family thing, I don’t care, I’ll never say a word. My friend needs rest. Please.” One man rose. I could feel the hate radiating off him before he even opened his mouth. “Liar. You should be thanking the goddess you’re still breathing.” His lip curled. “You think you can walk out of here carrying the heir to the Blackridge werewolf Pack? You must be joking.”

"Back then, Adrian's father gave me money and made me lie as a witness. I said Thomas Cole had lost money to us gambling, and I... I did it! "All these years, my wife left me, my children scattered, and my family fell apart. This is my punishment for all of it!" The crowd exploded. "The Cole family suffered too much!" "Are those people even human? They killed the man's father and still deceived his son!" "Beasts! They're all beasts!" Hannah panicked. She struggled out of the wheelchair and threw herself at me, clinging to my arm. "Jason! I'm begging you! Can we talk about this privately? We were together for ten years. Are you really going to destroy me?"

Even after we ran out of money, even after she chose to have a child with a stranger just to afford my treatment, she never once switched my medication. She always told me, “I can handle anything. I just want you to suffer a little less.” The burning slowly twisted into something sharper, something that drilled straight through me. I gasped, tears slipping down one by one. It would be nice if Mom were here. The thought barely formed before I pushed it away. She was already exhausted taking care of Lucas. I couldn’t keep being a burden. So I copied what she used to do. I patted my own back gently, pretending it was her soothing me.

A cold glint shone from her hand. Dad froze, staring at the knife handle buried in his own body. His mouth opened, but no sound came out, and he slowly sank to the floor. Anna panicked and pressed herself into the crowd, but she couldn't outrun Mom. The blade flashed again. Anna clutched her neck and crumpled limply to the floor. Mom stood in the center of the crimson, holding the knife that dripped with blood. The funeral guests screamed and scattered in chaos. After kneeling over Anna for what felt like an eternity, Mom rose, carrying a bloodied bundle. She approached the grave with a soft, almost tender smile that made everyone's skin crawl.

After observing Elena's silent reaction, Gianna, who was standing on the side, murmured, "Would you be upset with me, Elena? The people from Charrington approached me to tell me that Henry had cancer and insisted that he would only undergo treatment if you had his baby. "At the time, you said you didn't want to hear about him, so I kept it from you… If you want to blame anyone for what happened, you can blame it on me." Snapping out of her reverie, Elena smiled faintly and said, "Don't overthink it, Mom. It was his business whether or not he wanted to live. It's not my burden to bear." Expression shifting, Gianna said, "If I'd told you about it that day—"

"That's right. They're bad people, and bad people should have bad endings." Julian instantly understood what I meant. He turned around, picked up his phone, and said in a voice as cold as ice, "Transfer the operations in Seaview to George Sinclair immediately. "And look into my mother-in-law's will. Make sure Nicholas ends up penniless." After hanging up, he drawled, "The Sinclair family has plenty of branches anyway. Edward isn't the only one who has the right to the company in Seaview." That very night, Edward rushed to the gates of the estate with Elliot in tow. He fell to his knees and repeatedly slammed his forehead against the ground.

"As for Sean, I convinced Sheila to torture him physically all these years just to punish him. It would be a form of release for him if he left anyway. I'll make sure that Sean will stay forever inside the beautiful dream I've woven for him, especially since he loves me so much." The person with her hesitated slightly before saying, "But Sean Langdon doesn't know that faking his death means being really buried. It's too much of a risk to bury someone alive for seven full days. Moreover, Mr. Langdon is afraid of the dark and claustrophobic. If anything happens to him in that coffin…"

This was due to the formation being based solely on the Nine Star Flame. Nine Star Flame was a type of enchanted flame, and it was number eight in the enchanted flame list. The Nine Star Flame hidden under the flagstones might shoot out flames once the formation was activated. The flame would completely burn your entire body. That’s why the formation, although not complex, was hazardous. However, for Darryl, it was not difficult at all to break the formation. “Since Lu Bu’s real main tomb room is just in front of us, what are we waiting for?” Ewan said excitedly after gathering his thoughts. He was about to walk through the empty land.

“What a bunch of losers!” Rhys snorted coldly. “In the end, you still have to rely on me to break the force field. All of you, step forward and help me break the spell formation.” He took out the Shuttle of Nine Stars and forcefully broke the spell formation again. The Shuttle of Nine Stars was powerful. The huge drill in front of it spun at high speed, and nine stars seemed to be shining brightly at the back. The force field Alex had set up immediately shook. The laws were being destroyed, and those mysterious Cuneiform symbols were also becoming dull.