The Bane Of My Existence นิยาย & เรื่องราว

Scarlet beams of light shot straight toward Adrian, aiming to kill him. Seeing this, the old hermit was shocked and urgently shouted, "Young man, dodge! Blood Banes not only have immense destructive power but also can disturb one’s mind. Their cumulative effect is terrifying. If they hit you, your consciousness might collapse!"

So called peace after death at the ancestral realm will be ruined towards him. I'll horribly and personally ruin his after life. He'll plead and crave something worse. He'll crave existence wipe. He'll despise his birthday and wish never he was born. He'll curse his birth day and despise every relating or connecting himself. Too bad existence wipe is impossible. He'll remain within the ansectral realm under my daily and hourly spiritual torture. Never will he forget my face. He in his next word will vividly recall my angered expression and every torment ascertained to him.

I might as well not exist. This is it. I’ve officially hit rock bottom.

After he r mum left she decides to go outside and water the flowers. She takes a bucket and goes outside with a bucket full of water,as soon as she steps out,a neighbor Mrs Ney was busy with her flowers too.Good morning ma'am Lucinda says ,morning Lucinda how are you?when did you come back.I am ok ma'am she smiled I came back yesterday oooh how is work?Work is fine thank you.Lucinda is one of the people who don't like sharing their life activities, she carries on watering her flowers and plugs in her earphones and starts singing loudly.Mrs Ney's son comes out with a bottle of water in a T-shirt and shorts good morning mum ,morning Dray how are you?I am fine mum wanna do my workout outdoors t

I whispered into his ear. "Blah, I think im going to be sick!" Bane fake gagged. "Why don't you leave this whole war alone okay, and try and be a nice guy..." he interrupted me by bursting out into laughter. "Your so stupid if you think I would do that. Im going to kill you on the night of the blue moon, then I will become the ruler of the natural world. Then vampires will be the true race of this world"

She basically growls and cuts the link. For fuck sake, can’t I catch a break from women and their theatrics for one moment. First Ximena being mated to another woman, then that pain of a Mate and now this leech that’s breathing in my neck. It’s like the Goddess is taking a piss on me and ‘gifting’ me with powerful woman, well fuck her too!

My heart pounds. “You carry ancient power,” Bane says quietly. “And if they learn your true name, if they learn exactly who you are, they will not wait three days.” Fear grips me completely. “What will they do?” I ask softly. He looks directly into my eyes. “They will drain you slowly,” he says. “Until nothing is left.” Tears burn in my eyes but I refuse to cry. “Why are you telling me this?” I demand. “If you were sent to watch me then whose side are you on?”

My lungs began to burn from the lack of oxygen, and I pulled away from him and sucked in a sharp breath. "I'm sorry," Bane whispered, creasing my cheek. "You shouldn't have done that. You're Anna's mate," I shook my head, feeling disgusted with myself for doing this to Anna. "Can we not talk about Anna?" "Why not?" Bane sighs. "I might as well tell you. Annabella is my mate. But so are you," "Go to her. Tell her this," Bane shakes his head. "I can't do that. I shouldn't have even told you that you're my mate,"

"Why the hell do you have to say it like that?" "Because my patience is growing thin with you." I grudged. "How do you even know about me and her?" "I'm not stupid." I grinned. "I can tell you about a lot of crap that is going on in that damn house." Bane fixed the collar of his shirt before he sipped his water. "Water with lemon?" I pointed.

Inside was nothing but a photograph. Harlan sat on the doorstep of a rundown rental house. He wore a faded shirt that had been washed far too many times. In his hands was an old enamel mug. Behind him, the paint peeled from the walls. Beneath his feet, the concrete was cracked and uneven. He had grown so thin that I could barely recognize him. On the back of the photo was a block of shaky, uneven handwriting. "Dear Edward, the greatest blessing of my life was having your mother. The greatest sin, however, was betraying her. This house faces south and gets plenty of sunlight. I like to think she can feel its warmth, too."