The Past Should Stay Dead Emarosa นิยาย & เรื่องราว

“And my name is Amaris.” “So, Ames—is it okay if I call you that?” He asks, and although I can see his lips moving and know that it’s obviously him speaking, all I can hear is my brother’s voice saying that same stupid nickname. Suddenly, I’m no longer on the outskirts of the pack lands with Maxon. No, instead, I’m standing over Axel’s still warm and bloody body, the sound of the gunshot still echoing throughout my mind, the beat of my heart pulsing double time in my ears, as if it’s having to work harder, trying to make up for the fact that Axel’s heart no longer beats as mine does.

I did not hear a word of it. Then, the cursing stopped, and silence took its place. After that came the muttering. It was fragments of things I could not make out, spoken to no one. Until one day, I went down to check on him and found him staring blankly at the window. Two thin tracks of tears went down his face. "I remember now." His voice was so hoarse it was barely audible. I stopped mid-step. "The previous life... I remember all of it..." He turned his head slowly to look at me, and there was something in his eyes I had never seen before. It was not hatred. It was not anger. It was a deep, wordless remorse. "Elara... I'm sorry..."

We ran towards them, anger overtaking our leveled heads. "Emmett!" Everett yelled in his lycon form. He grabbed Emerson with Alester gone again. Emerson just laid there lifeless. Is that what it takes to kill us, rip our hearts out? I thought we were immortal, but we aren't. Emerson's lifeless eyes show me that. Tears leave our eyes, but we don't sob, we don't stop to grieve. Zerena sucks all the darkness into her, allowing the room to light again, and Alester to be revealed. She instantly travels to him, wrapping him in the darkness and holding him down.

She was awake in the watcher's presence, the way the flowers were awake in the sun. "The dead are not speaking to me anymore," Ember said to Mira. "Not because they are silent—because I am listening differently. I do not need dreams. I need presence." Mira looked at her. "What do the dead feel like now?" Ember placed her hand on the stone bench. "They feel like warmth. Like the stone after the sun has set. Like the memory of a hand held." Mira nodded. "That is what Clara said. That the dead are not gone. They are in the soil. In the roots. In the watcher."

Prue's voice was gentle. "He's dead." Emma heard herself say it. Heard how flat her voice sounded. "He's been dead for three months. The Marines came. They told me, remember. There was a memorial. I was there. I—I said goodbye. He's dead." "Emma—" Daniel's voice cut through everything else.

please you must stay dear mate do not die on me “ she cried on as Lucas struggled to get words out placing his palm on her cheek he smiled at her, he was connected having experienced part of the late bond loving someone without reason or excuses the purest type of love to exist he smiled for he knew how much he loved her and the future they would have had together he knew this would be the end of seeing her eyes and her spirit which he battled to tame every day but never denied made him love her more “ s….orr.y’ he whispered as his hands dropped to the ground. Emelia cried on standing on resolve she sprinted and transformed fully nothing else mattered she could not raise a child on her own w

Alpha Cyrus drew his sword from his sheath. My heart was beating, I couldn't die like this. Not now, not here, I had a whole life in front of me. I crawled backward slowly and the guard held me steady. "I find you, Hope Embers, guilty of treason and I hereby sentence you to death by beheading under the full moon in two days time." My heart fell to the pit of my stomach.

the king explained to her wife and embraced her. "What if she dies?" The Queen cried even harder. "We will never let her die. She's from our own flesh and blood and we will always protect her in whatever situation," Hermes promised. "I know that it's hard for you to let her go, especially that you treated her like your own daughter. I will give you two days to explain everything to her. After two days I will come back to personally take her to heaven realm for we really need her right now. A lot of immortals had been infected by dark spell and we need the ember of love to free them," Hermes stated before he disappeared.

"Okay, I am Thanatos and poker face is Isekai in case of another time. "hmmm, what a name your other personality have, the second exam officially starts now," Emma said as she smiled at the group.

“You are nothing but a flicker in the endless dark. A fleeting moment. A breath.” “No…” Emereah whispered again, her fists clenching in defiance. The fire around Lunareth roared again, stronger now, like an inferno building in intensity. The flames burned her skin, but she did not flinch. This time, they were not alone. This time, they were not facing this fight with hesitation. “We are the future,” Emereah said, her voice trembling, but fierce with purpose. “We are life, and you are nothing but the remnants of the past.”