The Nightingale Novel By Kristin Hannah นิยาย & เรื่องราว

She slowly opened her eyes as I whispered to her to wake up as she did I lifted Emma from her arms and dropped her in Hannah's room before we both made our way to our room, to finally get some sleep. NICK's pov Out of the blue, I got Hannah's call, and she told me that the plans have been changed because they change their places. What happened, I will know when I will get back home but I don't want to encounter Hannah there. I can't help but stare back at her beautiful face a soft lip and those emerald green eyes, a perfect hourglass figure, and on almost pale as milk skin without a single scar on her body. I surely don't know what has happened to me but the more I meet that girl the hard it

If I went through with the procedure, they would never be born, and the rest of the story would never unfold, only then could I change the ending. The harsh lights in the operating room burned against my eyes. After the anesthesia was injected, I slipped into a deep sleep. But what appeared before me wasn’t darkness. It was a woman. She looked ordinary, but her expression was twisted with anger as she demanded. "Why didn’t you follow the path I set for you? Do you have any idea you’ve ruined my story?" "What more could you possibly want? I gave Winson so many perfect qualities. Yes, you’d suffer a little, but in the end, you’d have the best man in the world."

Feeling a weight on her belly, Hannah groaned and woke up. The room was still dark inside and also outside when she glanced at the window. Carefully, she moved Astrrid’s hand away from her body. Hannah moved slowly from the room, not wanting to wake Astrrid. After she got her coat, she went downstairs to get herself a glass of water. Most of the lights were turned off as she passed through the hallway. The light coming from the full moon helps Hannah see clearly. When she reached for the modern kitchen, she opened the fridge to get water when she saw a silhouette near the kitchen window.

Nida didn't like to sleep with anyone, even though they fit on the mattress on top of the mat on the floor. The only light in the room came from the moon, which shone through the open window. She sighed again when the familiar sadness gripped her chest. She felt hollow, as if she wanted to embrace someone or something, but she didn't know who or what. She closed her eyes and tried to force herself to sleep. Maybe it was because of the fatigue from doing laundry earlier that she was able to fall asleep quickly. Lyzza didn't know what she was doing in that house. It was unfamiliar to her. However, there was a part of her that knew the place; it seemed familiar to her. Particularly, the big pic

DELILAH Maybe I’m just too used to the Blackwaters. The prowling mansions. The polished cars. Everything sparkling. Everything is pretending to be perfect. And then..... knock, knock. I almost scream. My heart jumps into my throat as I look toward the window, and there he is......Jason, smiling brightly at me, the night doesn't have anything on him. He waves at me, casual, easy.

Hannah's POV Sleep came late. The night had stretched long and uneasy, the darkness outside my window thick with silence. I had spent hours turning beneath the blankets, unable to settle, my thoughts drifting without direction. Every time I closed my eyes, a strange restlessness stirred in my chest ....... an unsettled pull that refused to let me rest. Eventually exhaustion won. But the moment sleep claimed me, the world changed. I was no longer in my room. Cold air brushed my face, sharp and clean, carrying the faint scent of stone and rusting steel. The sky above stretched wide and endless, streaked with pale clouds drifting across a fading sunset.

Hannah voiced out angrily, her hair flared with a blazing spark, her pupils turned dark and her fingernails extended even longer. Hannah was truly a witch! Neah moved back to the back of the bed in fear, not believing the sight before her but Hannah was already filled with rage. "Tell me Neah, say something, how dare Alexander bound your abilities after taking mine?!" She thundered, and the glass doors shattered into pieces, everything in the room shook vehemently even the walls. The bed sheets flew across the room and the bed lifted off on its own with Neah on top. Hannah is a full blooded witch!

The room has a glass wall like any other room, and only a thick curtain covers it so that I can't be seen from the outside when the light is on inside the room. I didn't go to sleep right away. Maybe it was because I was in someone else's house. I tossed and turned in bed several times but didn't want to fall asleep. I took the phone out of my bag to call my grandma, but it turned out to be dead, so I had to charge it first. I walked to the terrace and was met by a strong, cold wind. That night, the air was so fragrant that I took a deep breath and savored it. When I heard the conversation on the other balcony, my brow furrowed. I carefully moved closer to the railings and hid. I heard uncle

Step one was dealing with the bracelet. I was thinking about how to get my bracelet to David because that was important to me, but I didn’t know how to react or even function if I saw him again, knowing what happened last night. What if I asked him if there were any specific bracelets in his room when he forgot who the girl he slept with was, then I am going to be doomed. It feels like I made him remember that I am the woman he spent the night with. Thinking about this infuriated me until my phone rang. It was River.

For the kiss that changed everything last night, and the silence that followed. For the fact that leaving Ethan’s bed this morning felt like the right thing to do… and yet it hurt more than staying. “Hannah?” the nanny’s voice came from the hallway, knocking gently. “The twins are asking for you.” “I’ll be out in a second,” Hannah called back, trying to steady her voice. She stayed under the water a little longer, letting it mask the last of her tears. When she finally stepped out, her reflection caught her off guard.