Novel & Cerita The Pact Carnival Row

The sweet floral scent mingled with the crisp winter air seeping through a cracked pane, a reminder that even ancient patterns could be rewritten. Elara sat on the wide stone bench, her hand resting on her stomach, the uncertainty of pregnancy a constant, quiet presence. The fabric of her gown was soft against her skin, but her fingers trembled slightly as she traced the silver thread on her wrist. The patterns of the old Pact — dominance, possession, hunger — felt like they were finally tearing apart, but the pieces left behind were sharp and painful. Rowan sat beside her, his arm draped loosely around her shoulders, his cedar and winter air scent wrapping around her like a comforting blank

"Let her go!" Tommaso shouted urgently as he burst into the dilapidated barn with a team of men. Dante followed close behind, sweat from their desperate sprint still evident on his face. The criminals instantly froze and turned toward the door. "Cazzo!" one of them cursed, then immediately drew a gun. But Tommaso's men were faster, and gunshots rang out instantly. Several criminals fell to the ground, and blood splattered across the rotting floorboards.

~Areum~ I paced the council chamber like a caged animal, hands shoved deep in the pockets of Rowan’s oversized shirt that I still hadn’t taken off since last night, because it smelled like him and right now that was the only thing keeping me from completely losing my shit. Rowan sat at the head of the table, elbows on the wood, fingers steepled, staring at the map spread out in front of him like it owed him money. Lina hovered by the door, twisting her hands, and two of his enforcers stood silent in the corners like statues that could rip throats out if you looked at them wrong.

Richard said searching Dr Paige's pocket to check if he's clean. Richard later lifted Dr Paige up after searching him and carried him to his car,he cuffed Dr Paige to the grab handle on the ceiling of his car.He start his car engine zoomed off

With each unexpected movement, they screamed, reached for each other's hands, laughed and screamed all the more when their hands didn't touch. The roller coaster rides were something else. It was as though Page had vowed within her to enter all the roller coasters before telling Rowan that she wanted to go to an amusement park. They went on roller coasters of multiple types: bobsled roller coasters, motorbike(steeplechase), side friction, suspended, winged and flying. Rowan called a rain check on the mountain coaster after their ride on the flying coaster. He couldn't go on any other as he was tired and didn't enjoy the fact that his head was practically spinning. “Let's have something to ea

Not that I wasn't grateful for Hailey’s attempt to lift my spirits. "I don’t know," I murmured, glancing at the carnival's lively scene. "It's just... a lot." Hailey linked arms with me, pulling me gently towards the entrance. "Exactly why you need this," she declared. "A night of distractions and pure fun!" With a sigh, I relented, allowing herself to be drawn into the vibrant chaos of the carnival. Popcorn scents wafted through the air, and laughter mingled with the music. Hailey led me past game booths and food stalls, weaving through clusters of friends and families caught up in the holiday cheer.

CHAPTER FOUR LIAM'S POV "We want Justice" "Justice for our loved ones" "The cursed one must be punished for this misfortune" Was all the pack members were shouting and carrying on placards outside my Chambers "I feel your pain too, but you have nothing to worry about, the cause of this misfortune has been eliminated" I said and there was utter silence in the crowd "Whoo! All hail Alpha Liam" someone shouted and the rest cheered, making me smile ear to ear "I love you Alpha Liam" a little girl who was at the fore front of the crowd said and I smiled at her

The root system beneath the Elder Tree had visibly expanded, glowing softly with the pulse of shared memory. All of Ash root Crag stood waiting. They had felt the shift. They had heard the bloom hum. Even the spirits, once volatile and wild, now drifted above the rebel camp like fireflies watchful, waiting. Ari raised her hand. And spoke only once: “It is done. The Pact lives. Not in my name. But in yours.” One by one, members of every Circle faction stepped forward those from the fire bound South, the tide bound North, the wind seers of the East, and the root-keepers of the West. Even the neutral clans. Even former enemies.

That had been the one and only time Patty knew of that the entire town pulled together. Carter and Patty had been beat up by Marty’s henchman, Ghost. Patty would never forget that night she was working at the switchboard. She had just got off the radio with the fire department in the next county when she saw Ghost’s reflection in the glass behind her. She screamed for Carter and reached for the panic button, but Ghost was too fast for her. The last thing she remembered was a foot flying up to her face.

"Let their spirits walk among us as brothers and sisters once more." Howls erupt then, one by one, like stars igniting across the clearing. First Kai, low and deep. Then Axel, his voice sharp and wild. Our pack follows, a tide of sound and power that crashes through the night. For a moment, I forget the war. I forget the bloodshed, the betrayals. I see only unity. Only possibility and that allows me to feel warmness in my heart again. When the last howl fades, Rowan steps back, and the elders nod their approval. The pact is sealed.