Omniscient Pov Novels & Stories

Seraphina Vellaro – POV The silence in the observation room was a physical weight, heavier than any darkness I had known. The echo of the Cardinal’s broken voice was gone, replaced by the chilling finality of Lucian’s lesson. 'Never confuse the tool for the hand that wields it.'

Everyone in the class drank the juice and soda. None of them made it out of that room alive. After spiking the drinks, Winnie jumped to her death. When I heard the news, I felt nothing at all. In my last life, my parents and I had died at Winnie's hands. In this life, those people were simply paying the price for what they had done.