Novel & Cerita Tears Of Themis Characters

she say with a deep voice, the voice sounded like that of a sixty year old man. I refused letting her go, Gena has no idea what she was doing, it seems she was being manipulated by some strong forces. The same forces, carried me up and hit me again on the ground, Elijah raised her leg to squash my face but I rolled over to safety. Such power would only mean one thing?. Mariah is the alphas tears. How? I'll explain. The alphas tears has types of feelings, the vengeful and the emotional and can you imagine, if the alphas tears is a person, the emotions never fades.

"Aren't they so adorable?" "Yes, they've been together for almost two thousand years." "I am excited for their marriage!" "Shhh! Don't stir up trouble." King Ajax had fisted his hand to keep his anger in and tried to keep his composure. "Rhea, this is King Ajax," Jeremiah spoke up. "Greetings your Majesty." She bowed gracefully. Her blindfold and long white hair danced in the waves of the air. Ajax was amazed by her gentleness towards Jeremiah. His anger could be sensed from miles away.

If tears were the price of divinity, then let the night remember mine. END OF BOOK 1💜

The lady exclaimed in pain, "How could you do this to her?!" "Because Long Sheng Jie has its rules." He drew in his brows to stop his emotions from taking over. "This is the price for falling in love with a fallen angel, the price for betraying the entire of your species." He flapped his robe and pointed to the dead man in her embrace. "You've shed too many tears... for a creature like him." Letting out a smirk of pain, she blinked away the tears welling up in her swollen eyes. "So, in the end... it's my tears' curse?"

Our moment is destroyed by the sound of heels clicking against the floor as we watch Theia running out the room and Cronus standing across the hall with hands in his pockets watching all of us calmly. Deimos watches Theia and back to me as I try to control my tears. No! Please Deimos, don't. Don't do this to me, not now. With one last look at me, his eyes showing me some sort of promise he runs after her as I stand behind without a word watching my male running after another female.

She turns to look at me with her beautiful blue eyes and squeals as I approach her. “Hey, princess. How we have missed you.” I kiss her little face as she giggles. I hear a gasp behind me and I smile as I turn to face Marissa. The smile disappears from my face. I look at her and my heart breaks at the sight in front of me. She looks so thin, her skin is dull and her eyes are lifeless. Goddess, what’s happened to her? “Athena?” she gasps as tears leave her eyes as she wobbles towards me. An omega helps steady her. She looks at the omega and gives her a slight nod of thanks.

I spin around to find a woman I haven't seen before coming around from the side of the house. She is tall and thin. Jet black hair and milky white skin in stark contrast. Her eyes are a fiery red which is the only difference from her brother. She looks just like Thanatos. “Eris.”

The cloak's darkness seemed to drink in the luminescence, creating an eerie contrast that heightened the sense of unease. As Alpha Ares' piercing gaze fell upon the stone table, his attention was drawn to the figure lying upon it—Maverick, trapped in the prison of his own mind. Ares' eyes, cold and calculating, were tinged with a glimmer of pity as he observed the tormented soul before him. It was a rare display of compassion, a glimpse into the complex depths of his character.

Craig fixed his outfit as he entered the office. “I apologize, Alpha, I was trying to give Artemis a bath and she ran off” He said with a frown. I chuckled because Artemis seemed to hate the water just as much as I do. She turned her little face up to look at me and made puppy dog eyes at me with a little lip pout. Her eyes were two different colors. Her left eye reminded me of Wyatt being a dark blue sapphire color with little golden flecks throughout it and her right eye being a pure molten gold color with dark blue sapphire flecks throughout it. She looked like Claris, but with Wyatt’s hair and nose, but I could easily imagine her looking like me. I stared into her eyes and smiled again.