Novel & Cerita Terrisman Mistborn

“Yes, you heard it right… I am Cassandra Felix'' I said and showed him my necklace that surprised him more, and I know it will happen and the expression on his face makes me laugh. He looks like seeing a ghost, shocked and frozen. I know that he is still trying to absorb everything that is why I help him absorb what is going on, because I don’t want to kill him just like that. Of course knowing the reason is more satisfying than killing him, just like that. In just a snap. “Look at the man behind you” I told him but he didn't want to look at Mang Berto. That is why I slapped his face. “LOOK AT THE MAN BEHIND YOU” I said again but this time in a high tone of voice and slowly he turned his he

Some of the tenants calming the horses down in the stable as the thunders had frightened the majority of it. Morrigan stares out of her window as the dark clouds roll the horizon. Her hands playing on the edge of the dagger. Its blade glimmering under the dim light from the sconces of her room. Her eyes are dark and murderous. Counting the hours that had been passing by.

Or just me because I’m an alpha female. I was so lost in my fantasies, I totally forgot I was supposed to be preparing for my mini shopping. “Mia? You ready? Let’s go!” Sissy said, peeping through my door. “I’ll be with you shortly sissy,” I said, checking out my final look in the mirror and applying my favourite fragrance while throwing in my keys and cards in my purse then headed out. “I think red is bold and beautiful,” sissy said, touching a red dress on the dresser admiringly.

*** While I waited for the black mist to pop out my monsters, I used my earth and water magic to fight. Drawing a huge amount of water from the night air, I froze it and threw it at one of Karissa's scorpion-wolves which was about to tear Into a fallen warrior. It roared at me and began running full speed toward me, trampling a distracted uniformed warrior in the process. Erix shifted instantly into a huge wolf the color of a healthy plant and roared fiercely at the incoming monster before leaping at it. He was so beautiful that I stared at him in awe before facing the battle.

“This is terrifying! I need to move out of here!” “Aerowind Enterprise better stop construction and perform rituals to appease the spirits, or we’re all doomed!” “If they keep building and trigger the Nine Evil's Mansion, we’ll all meet tragic ends!” “Everyone, please stay calm!” Jasmine’s voice trembled. “Master Trent, is there a way to neutralize this?” Jason swallowed hard, dabbing his sweat with a handkerchief. “In my career, I’ve never encountered a place with such a lethal mysticism arrangement. Ms. Smith, I-I’m afraid I can’t help...”

I just hope Zarseti is doing something to stop this before Jartre kills us all. “Not this shit again!” Morrtemis cusses. Whips made from the earth erupt from her hands and wrap around Jartre like vines. She pulls them tight, doing her best to contain him but Jartre’s energy only continues to grow strong, snapping his binds, forcing Morrtemis to continue to make new ones. “For fuck sake Jartre! Snap the fuck out of it! You’re killing innocent people!”

Chapter 103 – The Crimson Fortress The portal’s crimson and black swirl spat them out onto a jagged cliff, the air thick with the scent of ash and molten iron. Before them loomed the fortress Jessica had glimpsed in the mirror’s shards—a towering monstrosity of obsidian and bone, its spires piercing a sky choked with storm clouds. Flames licked the walls, casting an eerie glow that pulsed like a heartbeat. At its center, a single tower rose higher than the rest, its peak crowned with a golden light that felt wrong, like a mockery of the nexus’s starfield.

"Fool! You choose suffering?" "I choose the truth. And you are not a part of it." Siron raised his hand, and the weave in his chest ignited. Gold, blue, and pink light radiated outward, sweeping away the illusion before him. The Temptress shrieked, a high-pitched, ear-splitting scream. Kit’s form shattered, dissolving into a swirling purple mist. From within the fog, a woman’s figure emerged with long hair and a gown of translucent silk, her face beautiful but with solid purple eyes devoid of pupils.