Tears Of Themis Novels & Stories

his parting words hung heavily in the air as he disappeared into the night. Alone and fading, Serene's eyes scanned her surroundings, landing on a vase gifted by Hazel. With a dry throat and desperation in her gaze, she crawled towards it, her trembling fingers grasping the cold ceramic. The vase held more than just water; it contained the precious tears she had captured in a moment of despair, an unconventional reservoir of potential healing. Slumping against the wall, Serene succumbed to unconsciousness. The room seemed to blur as she surrendered to the healing properties of her tears, trusting in the magic of the moment to restore her strength. ***

After dying and coming back to life for my king for the 99th time, I am sent to the heavenly altar to be sacrificed yet again. The divine beast is about to awaken, and it demands the blood of the woman born with the phoenix's fate. But Arabella Beaumont is the true phoenix's reincarnation. Terrified, she throws herself into Edward Fairchild's arms. The man who once broke his kingly pride for me takes my hand and says gently, "Thea, go in her place." I stare at Edward, stunned. He lowers his voice, coaxing me, "You have the System. Even if you die, you can always come back. If Arabella goes up there, she'll die for good. Once you return, I'll make you the queen at once." Little does he kn

She bite her lips to stop herself from crying. She rubbed her eyes to get rid of the tears but more and more tears started to form in her eyes and fall down. "Thea!" She heard Miss Emma call her name. Thea stiffened. She took a handkerchief from her bag and cleaned her face with it so that Miss Emma could not see the tears marks on her cheeks. She was worried about her eyes though. Her eyes turn red and become swollen even if she cries for few second. "I am here Miss Emma." Thea said once she was out of the tent. Her voice was little hoarse as she cried earlier. She hopes Miss Emma doesn't notice it.

"You turned out like this. You need attentive and gentle care and support. And we can arrange that for you. Be rest assured Amber that we are not the real enemy here. By now, you know who the real enemy is and I'm in absolutely no position to tell you that." Her heart slumped as her entire body momentarily shut down. Her knees gave out and she sprawled on the floor, flood of tears gushing down her cheeks and the gates that caged her emotions hidden for so long, away from the public eye, barged open, unrestrained and let loose. No! This can't be happening to her!! This isn't her! Or did a random person to take er her body? With dilated amber eyes, the tears blurring her vision, she stared at

"I will not forgive you for what happened in the past, but I will not hold onto the hatred either. A mortal's life is but a breath. I have my own free life to live, and I do not wish to waste what little time I have on such matters." Oceanus fell silent for a long time after hearing this, then let out a long sigh. He then produced a pool of water, shimmering with a faint silver light, from within his wide divine robes. "This is water from the Spring of Mnemosyne," Oceanus said in a low voice, "the Goddess of Memory who presides over all that is remembered. Reflected in this spring are all of Aresios's hidden thoughts and regrets since the day you departed." I stared at the pool of water, stu

Doing nothing. My chest burns, my eyes sting. Before I know it, tears slide hot down my face. I wipe them away quickly, angry at myself, at my weakness, but I can’t look away. I don’t even understand why it hurts this much. The woman doesn’t stop. The girl curls smaller on the ground, and the world stands still around her suffering. My feet begin to move, dragging toward her, as if some invisible thread is pulling me. Then I hear it. A boy’s cry, raw and desperate. “Lila!”

She then teleports to her room and slams the door shut. Morgan squats on the floor, raffling his hair. Her words feel like swords, making his heart bleed. Subconsciously, tears roll down from the edges of his eyes, turning them red. After some time, he runs to the kitchen, takes out several wines from the wine cellar, and chugs them greedily and nonstop.

Then they both laughed at the same time. “See you later then?” Chen walks away from him. “Later,” Keiynan watches them walking away from the forecastle deck and turned to the sun rising above the clouds. COUNTLESS numbers of Nymphs, not far from the ship Hana was on. They are just watching them away and following them to where they might head. “Follow them and don’t let your focus out of them. Go now!” Queen Cora ordered her mermaids back from the Nymph Island.

Seeing him, in front of her eyes was turning her inner soul tremendously thrilled, and in another second all the painful memories came walking to her. Tears were rolling down her cheeks continuously, stating all the complaints she had against him in her mind. Imogen felt a tug in his heart seeing tears in her eyes. He hates to see her in tears, he pulled her close to him, tugged her into his hard chest, enclosing his arms around her, putting her into a tight hug. His hand grasped her jaw gently and he swiped at the tears that were able to escape her eyes, before kissing her teary cheeks. He could perceive she was holding her breath and he loved seeing how his mere touch affects her. His eyes

A tear slips down her cheek "And neither does the past." Father Michael places his hand over hers. "You are Marrine." She closes her eyes. "You are not a monster." He pauses "You are not a mistake." Another tear falls. "And you are not alone." For a long moment Marrine stands there, silent. Then she leans forward and rests her head on his shoulder. Father Michael holds her as the sound of the sea swells outside the church. Far below the surface, something ancient and powerful opens its eyes. Marrine suddenly straightens.