Novel & Cerita Rise Against All Because Of You

People from various industries and backgrounds, all seeking inspiration and guidance, rose to their feet to show their admiration and respect. Abigail's heart swelled with a mix of emotions—gratitude, pride, and a profound sense of responsibility. She had started this journey with a heavy heart, burdened by grief and uncertainty. Now, she stood before a room full of entrepreneurs, visionaries, and leaders who recognized her remarkable achievements in just a few short months.

King's POV I was having dinner when we started hearing the screeching of car tires. Zack had wanted to head out to check what was going on, afraid that we might be under attack again, but I advised him otherwise. "Just let it be. If they are really coming for me, let them. Even if they are a thousand, I swear on my sister's grave that I would waste them all." Every time I remember what Alysia went through in her last moments, I cannot help but feel anger mixed with sadness all at once.

And Dominic Sterling valued certainty in women above almost everything else. ***** By morning, Claire Hughes uploaded another video. No dramatic lighting. No edits. No makeup team. Just Claire sitting near her apartment window with exhaustion carved beneath her eyes. Which somehow made the video more devastating. The title alone spread across every platform within minutes. HE NEVER LOVED US. HE USED US. Emma watched part of it silently from her office desk while legal files remained untouched beside her coffee. Claire looked directly into the camera. “This isn’t a revenge series,” she said quietly.

She says, tone turning solemn for a moment, before she pushes me back as if I disgust her with more strength than I anticipated, making me hit the wall with my head hard. “And now, after 25 years, it breaks and disappoints my heart to see you like this because I know that’s not who you are. You are the true daughter of a great and powerful A****n Queen, not some weak, depressing, drunk, sorry excuse of a warrior or mother who doesn’t even know how to look after her pup properly! It should be YOU who is teaching and training him how to be the Alpha he’s destined to be, rather than some old lady because you’re too weak and busy wallowing in wolfbane-laced alcohol and self-pity to pull your hea

Now, it was like looking at trash. “If a small apology could make up for everything you did to me, then wouldn’t all my suffering have been for nothing?” A strand of demonic energy lifted him off the ground by his legs. He struggled, gasping for air, yet he still used the last of his strength to beg. “I’m sorry, Queenie. I’m really sorry. I truly loved you. Ahh! Ahh!” A blood-soaked arm fell to the ground. I had no interest in listening to him any longer.

* *What if I'm not strong enough* *To rise and start again? *But then I feel this heartbeat* *Growing deep inside* *And I know I'm not alone here* *No matter what I decide* My hand moved from the guitar to my stomach. Just for a moment. Just enough. The crowd stirred. Whispers spreading like wildfire. *So call me over, call me done* *Call me yesterday's news* *I'll still be here tomorrow* *Living what I choose* *I'm not your phoenix rising* *I'm not your comeback queen*

And I was washed away in a wave of Cazz so deep and pure, it threatened to steal my soul. ***** Soundtrack for the next chapter is “Rise Above it All” by UNSECRET and Mike Mains.

With Kaelan blocking him, Gaston and Edmund easily joined forces to kill Makhaylus. Kass had the will but not the power, and there was nothing he could do. Arya looked up to the sky and let out a piercing shriek. The angel wings on her back instantly spread to their absolute limit. Tears streamed down her sacred, perfect face. "Makhaylus, Lysander… I failed you. Forgive me!" After extreme grief came an explosion of extreme rage and hatred, and Arya's pure white wings rapidly turned black. Ragnar and Jorge's expressions changed dramatically. With a simultaneous roar, they struck, and the world itself seemed to heave. Dark energy erupted, swallowing everything in its path.

“Lily, do you have any wishes for the new year?” Perhaps my expression stood out too much in the middle of all the celebration. Daniel suddenly called my name. “I want a raise,” I said. My voice wasn’t loud, but everyone heard it. The room suddenly fell silent. People slowly turned to look at me. The smile on Daniel’s face disappeared. “What did you say?” He walked down from the stage. He tossed the microphone aside, and it let out a sharp screech. “Say it again.” He stopped in front of me.

I can still see Gray's closed eyes as he seems to enjoy our kiss, or should I say, his kiss, since he's the one making all the moves while I'm completely still. Before I fall into his trance again, I gather all my strength and push him away with all my might. I can see his annoyed expression, probably because of my sudden push. He looks angry, but honestly, who cares? It should be me who's angry. I raise my hand, and with determination, I slap him across the face. Did I slap him too hard? I see his cheek turned to the side, red from the impact. But I don't care about him, I rush out of the pool, grab my belongings, and don't even glance at him. Will he be angry or try to hurt me? I don't car