Rayllum 소설 & 이야기

Smug. “I just came to say hello to my new stepmother,” he said with that lazy voice of his. “There are so many, it’s hard to remember the faces without a proper introduction.” He laughed. Like he’d just cracked a joke and the whole world was in on it. Then he walked out, slow and unbothered, like he hadn’t just completely wrecked me. Alessia watched him leave, and I could see the way her eyes followed him. She looked like she wanted to melt.

I fake the one excitement in my voice and Direk just chuckled. "Like wise Rain, I heard your bounty increased," Direk said with a smile on his face. "Wait—she's the dreadful Rain?! You guys must be joking!" Thomas exclaimed, causing Direk and Greka to laugh. "Yes young bean, she's also known in so many names. Some calls her Harley. She's also known as the 'Lady in Red', the red reaper and many more! It just depends on her movements and appearance when her target get the chance to caught a glimpse of her features." Direk tells and Thomas lips parted, I guess he wasn't expecting that.

I murmured. That gave me an idea. I fumbled through my bag and found the keychain flashlight, which wasn't going to be helpful, but the other side was a laser pointer. I pointed it towards a threshold in a mirror. As the light left the flashlight, the red beam became visible. It wasn't just a spot like in our world, instead, it was a path of light. "Whoa," I whispered. Then louder, I asked, "Can you see that?" Remi's image looked left and right following the red beam in front of him. "Yes! Let me follow it."

he added joyfully while the driver stood there watching them and he could not help but smile at the two of them . “ so what do you want to do?” “ anything, as far as you are by my side” “ okay then, we will stop and get some ice creams and I will help you with your home work and after that, we play a game. What do you think?” Aurora asked as she placed her hands on her waist. “ superb” little Liam nodded. “Let’s get going then” she added and he clasped her hand over his. Just as they were about to enter the car, her phone beeped and she rolled her eyes seeing the name.

Damon POV The hum lingered in the air long after it faded from her skin. I could still feel it - low, steady, like something alive was breathing through the room. Rayna was pale but composed, her jaw tight, eyes fixed on the box. That alone scared me more than if she’d screamed. I turned to Lira. “You said it’s inverted light. That it’s bound wrong. What does that mean?” Lira’s fingers hovered over an open book, its ink cracked with age. “It means it doesn’t draw power from the moon - it rejects it. Like… like a mirror that eats the reflection instead of casting it.”

“Down!” I had my arm around Jace’s shoulders as I pushed him forward to the floor, and my other arm was around Malachi, and I gripped Levi’s jacket tightly. “Hylja sála!” Blue flames enveloped all of us as the bullets tore through the windows of the restaurant with deafening bursts.

As I managed to press my weight on the door, it opened, and I figured out I was right all along; I was in the middle of a cornfield, and the only light I could spot was a distance away. “We're not going to make it,” my wolf said to me. I had tried shifting but it was almost impossible. Too painful, to be specific. “We…we'll try” I replied, grabbing my chest as a form of support. My head became light and my eyes turned heavy, blurring my vision along the way. “We need help.” My wolf continued. “At this point, we are going to die,” my wolf uttered. “No shit!” I muttered. “Where… Just where?” I thought

"Raymond believes that because his fortress is built from tempered iron and stone, he can force the Crown to fight on his terms. He thinks like a common blacksmith who relies on a furnace to maintain his authority." She raised her right hand, her flawless, unscarred palm hovering directly over the emerald-green token representing Alpha Raymond’s central command seat. The crescent moon scar began to hum with a low, vibrating starlight frequency that caused the air inside the subterranean room to grow freezing cold within seconds, crystallizing the condensation on the basalt pillars into tiny silver needles.

"It is impressive that someone was able to spy on us." Ray smirked carelessly. Butler Fin ignored the 'boy's' mockery and replied, "It is remarkable. Just like a mortal was able to endure your glow." Ray shut up at the rebuttal. The glow he used on the assassin was one of his most prized possessions. It was called Brimstone. This glow allowed Ray to burn things down even to a molecular level. Even the soul wasn't spared this agony. Being burnt by these flames ensured that one's soul would be lost for all eternity, completely destroyed, leaving nothing for the eager arms of the grim reaper. It was certain that the grim reaper hated this technique. No one would appreciate a skill that starved

Just Ray stops laughing, wipes the red honey off his lips with his shirt, and moves around the metallic cave, trying to find something. “I’m not taking you—” “Why not!?” “I am not getting killed,” Just Ray shouted. “Just Ray, do not fret. No one will kill you,” I promised. “We will keep you alive forever, your honey is wonderful!” He eyed me suspiciously and moved piles of his treasures to the side, useless things until he found a life-saver. It’s black with various patches sewn in to keep it together, the metal rusting, the handle made of wood, and he rubs a strange substance on it to get it to open up.