The Sacrifice: A Dark Revenge Romance 소설 & 이야기

my eyes widened at my wolf’s words. “Is this…” She nodded ‘we’re in Titus’ mind’s’ “Are we here because Titus decided to do something? No, he wanted to sacrifice himself…” It wasn’t a question but I knew the answer to it so I wasn’t surprised to see my wolf nodding her head. ‘He would sacrifice his life to save everyone, especially you’ Tears fell from my eyes, yes, I already had a suspicion that to create a dark magic reaction required a sacrifice, not knowing that he was thinking of something that could separate us forever.

Inside are twenty men between the ages of 18 and 50, taken from the village of Crimson after they confessed to the sin of touching my precious gem. Payment from the village for sending me a damaged sacrifice. Looking over at her proudly, I am shocked to see her looking away. Doesn’t she appreciate my gift? It took me all night to find them. “Why are you looking away?” I am confused, and angry. “Are you rejecting my gift?” “Why did you bring them here?” the weakness returned to her voice, making my stomach sour. “What am I supposed to do with…” “Tell me how they should die,” I demand. “Are they not the ones who harmed you, who took from you something precious and irreplacible that was not the

he says. I sit up right and stand dusting invisible lint off my jacket, great here comes the fun part. I motion Marco forward, “Surely you taught your son that nothing comes free in life”. Marco clears his throat and looks towards his children, his expression grim and tone deep when he says, “In return of Roman’s gracious decision we will need to pay it back” his voice fills with deep remorse when he turns towards Elena and says, “You will be marrying Roman Russo”.

I've never seen Devin anything other than composed, to watch him so distressed is strange. I stand my ground, refusing to acknowledge how thoughtless it was. He's right, of course. This evidence would arm the Council with more ammunition to banish me. Still, it had to be done. "He was sent to murder you. What was I supposed to do, let him live?" My hands raise of their own volition, gesticulating as I make my point. "Yes!" Devin answers exasperatedly. I notice how his body shakes as the argument continues. "How noble of you to sacrifice your life for that rat," I retort with venom. My voice climbs a few octaves, driven by his naivety.

Andrea's grin vanished, and it was replaced by a blank expression. "Listen everyone! You know that Alpha Bryan chose her to be sacrificed for the sake of our pack. You blame Alpha Bryan for his decision. Then, we found out that the sacrificial ceremony failed because the reason is, the sacrifice is still alive. You know what I mean? We experienced this disaster for over a year because Andrea is alive! Now, don't blame Alpha Bryan for what he decided for our sake and for the pack's sake. Blame all the misfortune we experienced to Andrea because she is alive. She should die!" Tasha said, grinning at Andrea. She ran towards Andrea while holding a knife to stab her, but before Tasha stabbed Andr

It didn’t matter what she had to do as long as she could get rid of this mess! Ely looked at her desperate face and chuckled. She said to Mavis, “The only way for a dark witch to get what she wants is sacrifice.” Her gaze fell on the boils on Mavis’s skin and she said to her in a light voice, “There is only one way to solve a rebound. You need five sacrifices, one of the non-living—— that is you need to wrench the heart of the dead and stab it. Two, you need to kill an innocent, it can either be an animal or a child. Three, you need to kill the one who lives in water, four you need to sacrifice a bowl of your blood and finally you need to kill the one with whom you want to exchange your sorr

“The curse placed on you all was quite complex. The dark witch wanted you to live a lonely and unloved life. She never wanted you to find someone who would truly love you. And I believe Celia was able to change that.” I felt a surge of pride wash over me at that line. “So it has to be Celia who goes to the altar and perform a blood ritual. That is the highest form of sacrifice in dark magic…offering blood…because blood is the essence of life in human beings.” Jasper was still not convinced, “I will go with her then at the altar. I cannot let her go alone. I have to be with her.” Xenos let out an exasperated sigh, “The altar will not answer to you.”

He smiles I content, picturing that perfect chaotic world where the original lives and stands, as he claims. “Prince Raiden’s princess, just how much would I dare to give up in exchange to meet you? Princess Ai Sakura Shinohora.” Placing his palm onto the pentagram and whispers the spell that only he could hear. Dark-colored flashes of lightning emerge from every corner of the lines, dancing and frantically somewhat losing and away from a particular beat, yet searching for its prey. To the eyes that open in the middle and directly unto the three sacrificial things he offers. Black like goo emerges, eating and slowly devouring the gifts, but sacrifices, as he watches in pure delight.

"This game is a game of chess, where pawns are sacrificed, and knights are betrayed. It's a game of strategic revenge, where the queen is the ultimate prize." He paused, his eyes glinting with a fierce determination. "In this game, you'll either rise to power and become my queen, working together to take down our common enemy... or you'll be cast back into the darkness of your past, forced to relive the wounds you're desperately trying to heal." Ethan's hands dropped from the wall, releasing Elena from his grasp. He strode to the table, snatched a file, and gave it to her. "Signed and sealed, Elena Wellington. You'll play by your husband's rules. The game is on."

Her voice trailed off as she looked away, unable to continue. As the words "Darkmoon" left Lyra's lips, a heavy silence hung in the air. My heart pounded, and my mind raced, trying to grasp what she meant. A forbidden spell. A sacrifice. The weight of her words pressed down on me, suffocating any hope I had of a simple solution. I turned to Diego, my voice barely a whisper. "A sacrifice? What do you mean?" Lyra met my gaze, her eyes filled with sorrow, and for a moment, I thought I might drown in the pain that reflected in them. "It’s a spell," she murmured, "that can save him. But it requires a sacrifice—your soul."