Ruins Dust Sans Novels & Stories

I threw the stack of cash on his table and that act caused the dealer to look up, his leg crossed on the table in front of him. “Look who we have here,” he said, a smirk forming on his face. I wished to fucking wipe it off his face. “The mighty Zayn Santiago. To what do I owe this pleasant visit?” He asked, trying to pretend he didn't fucking know why I was here and it infuriated the hell out of me. “I want the crystals,” I said plainly, getting straight to the point, not wanting to spend a second more than needed in this goddamn place. “Oh right,” he laughed. Pulling open one of the drawers attached to the table. “We got some new stuff. You'd definitely like this one,” He threw a sealed bag

I widened my eyes in surprised. “Argh! I almost forgot!” I irritatingly mumbled while rubbing my eyes. I put down the telephone on my bed as I got up and stretched my body. She’s innocent yet bitchy at the same time. I showered at the washroom and immediately fixed myself on the mirror. I only applied a light make up on my face followed by brushing my hair gently. When I was now done, I smiled at my own reflection. I am wearing a sleeveless top and a pencil skirt pairing with my three inches black stilettos.

Jennifers POV The sunight streaming through my bedroom windows felt like a personal insult. I had'nt slept all night scrubing the warehouse scent off my skin (one thing about me is I value my scent over everything ) whislt staring at the red silk dress crumpled in the corner of my room. It looked like discarded skin.

My angel in human form. Onto him, I clung and cried for long minutes. Into the ground, I clawed as I crawled to the dead body of one of the intruders, stripping him of his shirt. Theresa fucking Mattia. “Why. . .why. . .why. . .why!” I had chanted—my lips moved against one another as I continued to mumble words that were incoherent even to my own self. I mumbled until Raul lifted me off the dead body of my Cyrus. “Take it with a strong heart, feisty. We lose some, we win some. It’s the game.”

Removing the quilt from her face, she let out a small yawn, sleeping clearing from her eyes. The sun rays penetrated through the glass window before clashing with her Hazel eyes, causing the golden in them to sparkle. The burden of her trauma was bit lowered than usual, and then it hit her. She had Theodore's sandalwood scent all over her. The yesterday night came crashing down at her, causing different feelings to emerge.

Drisana The apartment smelled like blood and soap. I sat on the edge of the bed with my knees pulled to my chest, staring at the spot on the floor where Carter had been lying just hours ago. The blood was gone now. Rian had cleaned it up without a word, but I could still see the dark stain in my mind. The way Carter’s body had jerked when the chair came down. The way Rian’s face had stayed completely calm while he did it.

The Geography of the Ruin The "Dead-Zone" was a "Labyrinth" of skeletal skyscrapers and "Broken" infrastructure. Here, the "Common Ledger" didn't exist; the only currency was "Kinetic" energy and "Functional" supplies. Ethan drove with a "Calculating" focus, his "Strong Frame" absorbing the "Friction" of the cracked asphalt.

The ruins were close now, closer than they had ever been. The land began to shift as they walked. The rolling hills flattened into a vast expanse of stone, broken by jagged pillars that jutted toward the sky like the bones of a long-dead beast. The Celestial Ruins loomed in the distance, half-hidden in the fog, an ancient structure bathed in an eerie, silver glow. Rael adjusted his grip on his sword. "So this is it? The place the First King’s writings led us to?" Myrra nodded, her violet eyes scanning the fractured landscape. "It has to be. This place feels… different."

“This was not the time for that.” Kaelen felt his chest give, leaving his lungs losing air in his breath. The creatures charged at him, dodging all that Kaelen threw at them, and he stabbed his sword in the chest of one and the next. With a guttural screech, the creature crumpled in a heap of charred tissue. Serena made a sound, sucking in oxygen through her throat. The Ruins were worse than anything she’d known. They weren’t even beasts; they were corseted husks of a distant abomination, and the sight of them made her quail.

If last night he dreamed of Ruin's arrival, it is certain that in the near future, or even today Ruin could appear and immediately look for his target, Karina, Alice, and go to the white galaxy to kill Dave. According to Dave's explanation, Ruin's arrival is the opposite of Sin Rose, if Sin Rose emits the scent of roses, then Ruin will emit a rotten smell from human bodies being tortured in the bottom hell. The smell is pungent and can even block the respiratory tract and cause death. Ruin's arrival was not an ordinary threat, but rather an apocalypse that would sweep the earth. Dal-Byeol's apartment is quiet today, Karina is walking down the hall to the gym because Wednesday is a good day,