Tears Of Themis Characters Novels & Stories

Then he draped the robe around Melissa’s shoulders. “This is your story,” he said. “It belongs to you now. It is all about you and only you. You are Inanna, Persephone, Eurydice, Izanami-no-Mikoto and every mythic character that has ever ventured to Hell and sought to return.” Melissa’s chest swelled with excitement. Her eyes shone with mounting hope, like the sun climbing the horizon. Jimmy put his hand on Melissa’s shoulder and placed the tip of the sword against her stomach.

The thin sheet of paper trembled in the silence for a long time, like the final echo of a departing voice. Tears finally broke free from Marcel's lashes and splashed onto the letter, landing atop tear stains that had already dried there. "Cedric..." Marcel's fingers tightened around the page until his knuckles turned white. Delilah stared at the neat handwriting covering the letter, her chest filling with an indescribable ache. The man who had always listened to them, who had grinned foolishly and declared himself the happiest person in the world, had been forced by their betrayal to grow wings.

Emily held back her tears as she recalled her late two assistants. With understanding, Murat rose from his chair and approached Emily, who was standing beside the window grille of her new office. He gave her a warm embrace. The servant of the Goddess of Justice, Themis, also had a fragile side beneath her tough exterior, as unyielding as a titanium plate impervious to bullets and any form of violent attack. "Cry, Emily, if you need to. Sometimes tears can wash away wounds and sorrow," Murat said, stroking Emily's long hair on her back.

I've never been the proud and embarrassed type, where that definitely seemed to go hand in hand, that didn't sit too well with me, but when it came to Temis, well, that could never have been done, she helped her with the trap, all to find out that it wasn't just a young girl, even if there were others, besides a beautiful 12-year-old mortal girl, who he used as if she were a whore. How could she satisfy three gods if she couldn't keep one god? Plus, a harem he was secretly cultivating, in which the only person I really cared about, realizing these things changed completely. Now, she was ready for something new, even if it meant dismissing him after the summer. - Let's play your game then. –

She pointed to her chest. “I'm not greedy. I only made one wish, but it didn't come true. So, it's a lie.” As she spoke, Harmonia’s eyes became somewhat red. Her teary-eyed appearance was genuinely pitiful, evoking a sense of distress. She was under the influence of alcohol, so she couldn't control her emotions. Her warm tears fell uncontrollably. Dimas tilted his head slightly. Each of her tears felt like a knife, cutting into him inch by inch, penetrating every inch of his body and causing him to feel pain beyond measure.

"He went out for a while, he said-- "Are you looking for me?" We all turned around only to see man who looks exactly like Themis, the only difference is that his hair was curly and he was wearing an all black outfit. He and Themis hugged each other. "It's been a long time since I saw you. Why does it seem like you grew taller," Themis said as they moved away from each other. "Taller, but still not as handsome as you, huh?" I alternately looked at the two of them. It feels like Themis is just standing in front of a mirror. If I don't personally know Themis, I wouldn't know who is who between the two of them.

hugging hers knees she let out her tears freely, looking at the sky she whispered "I'm sorry." She felt her mom was looking at her and her heart completely broke today which is beyond repair, her fate mocked at her and she thought she deserved all these punishment and to move on with it. Is this my fate ? _____________ Her body felt numb, she couldn't feel anything, tears dripping but her energy was drained to even wipe those tears, her Hope's and her dreams shattered the moment he broke her soul, Zeenas was wide awake even though it was four a.m. empty was the only thing she felt, her heart was beating but it was like only her body was lying motionless whereas her soul was ripped away from

- he looked at him pleadingly. - I have already explained to you that this is not killing.- he answered a bit harshly.- Thanks to me they all remain beautiful forever. Someday the world will understand that what I'm doing is right, but until then you have to help me, Dong Min.- he stretched his arms and grasped his hands.- I can't help it that I found another person whose beauty I want to capture. I have to do it, so help me.- he looked at him with that pleading gaze.

They say tears are silent prayers, unspoken words for God to listen to, but they don’t tell you that tears burn you when your wishes don’t come true. Azazel saw Athena sobbing; her tears affected him more than he accepted. He knelt next to her, taking her into a hug. The girl didn’t protest. She let him hug her. She sobbed and sobbed until there was no breath in her lungs, her lungs seared, and her chest tightened. The dress felt impossibly tight on her body.

"I am so sorry, my lady! I swear I would do my job properly next time and I would never disappoint you! I will make sure this doesn't happen again-" I cut through her words. "You don't have to apologize, alright? It is just that... I forgot I should have told you of what to expect from him." I placed Thrace by his bed and bowed at her. "I am deeply sorry for what he had caused you. I promise to pay for whatever treatment you need for such wound." "Oh no, lift your head, my lady! You should not be doing that." She started panicking more. "I am actually amazed by how strong Thrace was. He seemed to be from a fusion of great blood... he really does possess the blood of the son of the Eloise Loc