Romans & histoires Redo Of Heler

“I can’t feel you.” “Not yet,” he said. “But there’s still time. The world is rebuilding. The balance isn’t finished.” “Then I’ll fix it,” I said fiercely. “I’ll find a way to bring you back fully.” He shook his head. “No. You already did enough. You saved everything. Let the world heal.” “Without you?” I whispered. He smiled—sad, soft, unbearably kind. “You always had a future beyond me.” The light began to dim.

"I personally took care of him. The person who betrayed your father. He is no longer here. Not a threat anymore, so you don't have to worry about it." James wasn't lying though. Although the person who betrayed his best friend was none other than the one standing in the same room not far from him, he was not the same. The Vincenzo from the past no longer existed. That was one thing he had settled with the man before forgiving him. To never bring back the old Vincenzo, no matter what. So to say he had taken care of the mole personally wasn't a lie.

What's more surprising is that the man who did it is the man I've met in Ashwood, the man whom I trusted and considered a friend. "Atticus..." I uttered in disbelief. "We'll talk later but first... you need to help your friends. Give this to him and Nereza, it will help them heal fast!" Atticus said in a hurry. I gave Jacob and Nereza the fluid. Seconds later, Nereza is slowly regaining her strength. Jacob's wound is still bleeding but he looks better than before. The two started to fight the bandits while Clarrise stayed with Ayla and me.

"Don't worry, he will when the right time comes." "Okay!" I agreed, without a doubt, after what he did to me. All the doubt in my heart vanished. "Umm!!! Harold, can I go back to the Revira's residence?" "It's very dangerous for you to go back there. They might hurt you." "I just want to take my sketchbook. It's very important to me. Billy and Jack failed to bring it here. Please, Harold, "They might hurt you, Cassy. I cannot let you go there. Sir Alexander will kill me if something happens to you."

He stepped forward, reaching to pull me into his arms, but I recoiled in disgust, slipping out of his grasp. Perhaps my rejection was too blunt, his face twisted with pain. There was even a trace of grievance in his eyes as he muttered, “But you said you were just traveling. That once your trip was over, you had come back to me.” I shot back, “I only said that because I knew if I hadn’t, you would’ve dragged me back that very night.” His fists clenched tight and his eyes rimmed red. His voice rasped, “But you swore you would never lie to me. How can you go back on your word, Nadine?”

Hedeon Villa 🎋🎋🎋🎋 "Any news on my truck yet?" Hadeon demanded, his eyes narrowing into slits as he glared at the spy standing nonchalantly before him. It's been days since that truck was stolen, and in those days he hasn't had the effortly to step out. While hiding away from his deeds, his own people has seen him as a weakling. Hadron Adorn was the second heir to the Adorn’s empire, who became a successor to his father after the death of his elder brother.

With the CPR device and defibrillator working together, the patient's heart rate returned, and he was rushed to surgery for further treatment. Once the heart rate was restored, the remaining treatment would be straightforward. In a choice between broken ribs and losing one's life, anyone would choose the former. When I heard the news that the patient had pulled through, I couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. To avoid getting dragged into the mess, I made sure to keep myself completely out of the rescue. But to my surprise, as Scarlett was leaving the ER, she ran into Aidan Palmer, the deputy director of the hospital.

A large map of the Great Divide lay unrolled across a heavy slab of polished basalt, held down at the corners by brass compasses and steel weights. I stood over the map, tracing the dark ink line that marked the northernmost border of the old High Council territories. My fingers, steady and free of the nervous tremors that once defined the crucible days, paused at the Red Pass. Beneath my fitted leather doublet, the quiet warmth of my hybrid core hummed with a smooth, unhurried cadence—a living anchor that made the biting mountain draft feel like nothing more than a passing whisper.

" Malakai smirked when he thought of the answer. "We're ghosts baby." Malakai responded and Eden wanted to laugh, but she was so confused at the same time. "Huh? The fuck do you mean?" Eden said and looked up to see a mischievous glint in her boyfriend's eyes. "I have someone, a hacker, his name is Rhys. He'd remove everyone's DNA, their information and everything there is about them off the systems of the world. When you joined the agency, he did the same. In short, we don't exist little one." Malakai said and Eden's eyes widened. She never knew the extent to which Malakai could go.

Amara opened her eyes again and got shocked on what she witnessed. It was Helios. He's choking the snake with his bare hands until it's not breathing anymore. But that's not the thing that made her shock. It's because she saw his eyes turn into deep color red and he also got sharp fangs! And then she thought that her life is more dangerous with this man around than the snake that is ready to attack her awhile ago. HELIOS caught many fishes and he feel delighted. That means Amara will be happy to eat these fishes once they're cooked. The fishes are still fresh because they are still jumping on the net where he placed them.