Novel & Cerita The Fallen Manga

“Watch everything. Trust no one. Not tonight.” The figure paused, hesitation in its step, then retreated into the fog. But the tension didn’t fade. My chest heaved, mind racing with fear and exhilaration. He turned to me, eyes smoldering. “You see? Even the past… even the lies… they follow us. But it doesn’t matter. Because fire… fire consumes all.” “Even me?” I whispered, voice trembling. “Even my heart, my mind… my everything?” “Yes,” he murmured, fingers brushing my cheek, pulling me closer. “Because once you surrender… fully… there’s no turning back. And you… you’ve already surrendered.”

Fear shot through my spine as I instinctively crawled backwards, away from the red hand covered in blood. “You should carry out the job in hell, Fucker.” Leonardo stepped forward, a gun in his hand as his fingers reached for the trigger and shot the Italian Mob in between his eyes. He instantly went limp. My lips trembled as I crawled, my knees scraping the cold floor. “Get yourself together, we are leaving.” My head whipped towards the direction of Vincenzo’s voice and I shivered at his gruff tone and swallowed at the darkness which surged behind his face.

Chapter 38 Ava’s body hit the ground with a thud. Silence filled the forest. No one moved. Kael and the patrol stood frozen as they stared at the scene before them. Ava was dead. Nova stood over her, her chest rising and falling as her crimson-black eyes remained fixed on the body. She didn’t look human anymore. She didn’t look like a wolf either. She looked like something far older. No one knew what to say. Rylan finally broke the silence.

Camillia and Marco ended up dying in an accident. It was suspected to be a revenge killing. When the news popped up on my screen, I was rushing to complete my thesis in the library. The comment section went into a frenzy. [An accident? Please. Camillia is the Colene family’s spy! That child is Marco’s! The Don despises traitors, so he took them both out himself!] I stared at the screen, and my fingers trembled. This was not how it happened in my memory.

I voiced out. "And whose fault was that?" she said glaring at me. Your psychotic mind, I mumbled beneath my breath, just then she decided to drop one of her crutches, she tried to make it look like an accident but failed miserably. She's going to be the death of me, mumbled before adding a string of curse words to the statement. I hurried over to her and supported her falling figure by putting my hand around her waist leading her to the nearest table. I ignore how right it felt to place my hand around her waist or how she seemed to fit perfectly in my arms every time I carry her. I went to pick up the fallen crutch and made my way back to her.

I still wonder how he could do that to me, but then my mind was clouded with the desire to have him pinned down and fucked him senseless. I did just that, and he was being the perfect partner. He was fulfilling all my wants, and let me used his perfectly sculpted body to my liking. His moans were taking me higher than any succubus or even incubus ever before. I was feeling his desire over me, he was making me craved for him even more. "For heaven, fuck Rain! Oh fuckkkk..." I climax seconds after him. We were breathless but I still couldn't let him go. I was engulfing him in my wings, the scorned dark wings which showed my failure and stamping me with the fallen angel status, the outcast who

Panic slowly starts to set in and my breathing speeds up. Where the hell am I? Suddenly, a blinding white light fills the whole place and I raise an arm to cover my face as a result of the intensity of the light. I slowly step out from the enclosed space and find myself in Zeron's throne room. A loud wail leaves my lips at the heartbreaking sight before me. Zeron's head is on the throne with a sword impaling the top of his head. His decapitated body lies on the floor in the pool of his own dark blood. I fall to my knees, cries of anguish leaving my lips.

Clara gasped and moved to save Beckah. She reached out and felt Beckah’s hand slip past hers. All she could do now was look over the edge in horror. Beckah fell quickly through the air and Clara closed her eyes. There was no way that Beckah was going to survive the fall onto hard ground. She heard a thud that was muffled by the sound of the rain and opened her eyes again. Beckah was lying on the ground below. She couldn’t see much in the dark night, but she could tell that the bully wasn’t moving at all.

He was hurled backward, slamming into the distant wall, his armor cracking, shadows flickering as if they were dying embers. Kai collapsed to his knees, struggling for breath. Rowan groaned, regaining his senses. And Luna remained at the epicenter of the chaos, her eyes gleaming silver-white, her hair billowing as if caught in a breeze known only to her. The Fallen King slowly rose, fractures spiderwebbing across his armor. “This is not finished,” he snarled. “I will come back — and when I do, you will surrender what I desire.” His form contorted into black smoke and disappeared.

A) John Ozais Screeman B) Khloe Dave C) Maria D) Jace E) Juliet F) Sam G) Raphael H) Pete Pratt I) Butt J) Claire Johnathan K) Margaret Johnathan L) Hilda M) Arakah N) Azazel O) Hades P) Gefion Q) Morgana Le Fay R) Danrakah S) Abyss Whom amongst the fallen Angel's was punished greatly? A) John Ozais Screeman B) Khloe Dave C) Maria D) Jace E) Juliet F) Sam G) Raphael H) Pete Pratt I) Butt J) Claire Johnathan K) Margaret Johnathan L) Hilda M) Arakah N) Azazel O) Hades