The Fallen House Of Ardan 소설 & 이야기

“You may have all seen her at the wedding but now you get to be acquainted with her.” “Darana,” she called firmly. “Please step forward and let everyone see you while I introduce them to you.” I glanced at Darana, expecting to see any trace of fear but there was none. Instead, she held herself with grace and stepped forward with her chin held high. I tried to hide my smirk but failed. She was really so good at acting. “Darana, meet my second son, Adan Titterington. He holds a share in one of the companies and he’s very good at scheming. I mean planning things.” she corrected.

"He has guarded the Hall since the First Flame was created, and he has never bowed to anyone." Ardan stopped directly in front of me. His glowing eyes searched mine so deeply that it felt as though he could see every memory, every fear, and every mistake I had ever carried. I forced myself not to look away because something inside me knew this moment mattered. Running from his gaze would mean running from myself. Without warning, Ardan lowered his enormous head. I stared in complete disbelief as the ancient wolf knelt before me. His silver tail rested against the floor while the blue flames overhead suddenly burned brighter than before. Even Elyra looked genuinely surprised by what she was w

At an art gallery ball, where my soldiers handed over the drugs and his soldiers counted the money behind the back room door, Mario came up to me and asked for a dance. We danced all night, and Mario told me about his life. He was the youngest Don in the history of the Pescatores family. He had it all: loyal soldiers, a powerful family, wealth, reputation, and true love. Mario had a childhood sweetheart, Sophia, whom he was in love with for more than a decade. But destiny played a cruel joke on him: Sophia died of cancer last year, and left a bleeding hole in Mario’s heart since. “I’m sorry.” I told Mario.

“There’s no need for you here. Get out of my sight.” I nodded and turned to leave. The moment the door closed, the sound of heavy, suppressed breathing was replaced by sensual moans. The sounds continued until dawn. I curled up in bed and never managed to fall asleep. However, when the house finally fell silent, I breathed a sigh of relief. I was certain that I had managed to change my luck in this life. As the tension left my body, the memories of my previous life flooded my mind like a tide. After our wedding, my health kept deteriorating, but none of the doctors could identify the cause. Or rather, they did find it, but Simon stopped them from revealing it to me.

Either way, I hold the story. Calista returns to my side. “House Merren accepted the bottle,” she says. “They asked after the girl.” “Tell them she’s obedient,” I say. “Then tell them she’s bold. Let them choose which they prefer and repeat it.” The music lifts again. The chandeliers burn steady and Ardon stands at the edge of the dance and refuses three invitations with the same polite line. His eyes move and they return to the same point one moment later than mine do.

Emiel's return meant nothing but good things in store for the future. Roy glanced at his grandfather, arranging the chess board, with a grin on his face. Alexander used to be a tough chess player during his early forties. The thirst of chess bought Alexander the title of undefeatable old guy in their neighborhood. "Grandfather.. Will Uncle come before Christmas or.." Roy's voice faded, eyes traveling to the single piece of artifact, standing gracefully in the middle of the terrace. A very exuberant expressioned sculpture of a young fairy maiden, holding a jar of what seemed like Elixir.

Don't scare me like this. She stayed in the water until her skin turned white and bloodless. Then the boat propeller caught her right leg. Under the water the flesh split open, white bone visible through the red. "Caleb. So this is what it feels like." Finally, her body gave out and she passed out. Belated love is worthless, Serena. You only lost a leg. but I lost my entire world, my family. How dare you beg me for forgiveness? They sent out search boats and professional divers and worked through the night till dawn broke.

he said. He believed me. A scream echoed from behind us. One of Rowan’s soldiers was dragged into the darkness. Not by claws. By shadows. They wrapped around his legs. Disappeared into the cracks. His cries stopped instantly. The silence that followed chilled every warrior in the chamber. Commander Rowan cursed. “We cannot stay here " he said. Ardan nodded. “The sanctuary is collapsing " he said. “Then where do we go?" Rowan demanded. “There is one place the Shadow cannot enter " Ardan said.

She barely even breathed. ​"Arden used to be sensible too," Lucas said, his voice much quieter, sounding completely defeated. "I don't even know what happened to her anymore." ​"What happened is she got a little money and suddenly decided she doesn't need anyone anymore," Diane’s tone sharpened, cutting through the air. "And now, what does she actually give you, Lucas? Because the one thing she was still good for…supporting this family—she just told the whole table she's not doing anymore either."

She was too exhausted and shocked to resist. *** They arrived at Rakar's residence—a large wooden house built into a giant tree, hidden in the most secluded part of the settlement. The place had been empty for eight years, but Daniel had cleaned it beforehand. Inside, a fire was already blazing in the stone fireplace. Ardan was laid on a bed covered with thick bear fur. His breathing was now regular, his face no longer flushed red. "He will sleep for several hours," Eldric said, checking Ardan's pulse. "The ritual drained a lot of his energy, but it also stabilized his energy core. He is safe for now."