Novel & Cerita The Sacrifice Novel

"But first, we need to be at the center of the battle" ... Quick question: what do you think the sacrifice is? I would love to know your opinions.

She pauses and looks into my soul, “I was willing to sacrifice my daughter to make sure this plan came to be. I guess it all comes down to that. Sacrifice. What someone is willing to lose to win this, which is why I know I’ll win. Because while you’re more than willing to sacrifice yourself, that’s where your line cuts off, where I’m willing to lose everything in my life in order to win.” I take a deep breath, “Except yourself.” I tell her, and she looks at me confused, I stare into her soul, “I had blood on my hands before your daughter. You didn’t sacrifice her for the greater good or whatever, you just put her in a position to be killed. You’re willing to sacrifice everything except yours

*** ‘I was the first sacrifice by the start of the 21st century…’ I can still recall the day she said that, her eyes oozing with sorrow that even up to this moment, I can still vividly remember. I remember gasping while clinging to the chair at Café del Luna while saying, ‘That’s…so brave of you, Miss Rowena.’ ‘I know,’ she glanced at me in a heartbeat that time. Her story was etched deeper in my memories every time I reminisced about her calm, old voice that radiates the nature of her soul. ‘My father constantly beats me and my mother, that's why I ran away. When I heard from the Offering Team that there is a secret village of elites that requires women to reproduce and marry off to them, I

The Bride Thief had been the one to show it to her. It was just an illusion to mess with her head, to buy her to his side. It couldn't be true. Eli would never do those things in the dream. Eli was good. He also loved her. He would never let his Right-hand woman slew her throat for a sacrifice. The dream was just an act of manipulation she would never let herself get played by. "What does this sacrifice entails?" "Giving up two hundred prepared souls. How that would happen, we don't know. We haven't been able to find out who she is, no one comes across her and lives."

Drawing upon the very core of her being, Luna summoned a surge of celestial energy that consumed her. In a blinding flash of light, Luna merged with the malevolence, sacrificing herself to save her pack and the hidden realm from its clutches. The tower shook with the force of their collision, and an explosion of energy reverberated throughout the land. As the dust settled, silence descended upon the hidden realm. The darkness receded, replaced by a newfound sense of tranquility. Luna's sacrifice had purified the malevolence, restoring balance to the realm and freeing her pack from their tormented state.

Lana’s brow furrows, “What I don’t understand is that the other prophecies state that only humanity shall be a sacrifice, if it were not in the blood of humanity, to turn the tide. How can humanity's sacrifice save humanity if they’re the sacrifice to end the world? I’m so confused.” Rafael looks at the passage and lays another book across from it, “Avant l'humanité, il y avait des anges. L'un doit être l'un et non l'autre. Sauvez pour le destructeur de tous et de vos proches. La mort et la destruction prévaudront, avec le sacrifice de l'humanité si ce n'était à l'humanité de renverser la vapeur.” Before humanity, there were angels. One shall be one and not the other. Save for the Destroyer

I had envisioned our future together a thousand different ways, but I never thought our once-passionate love would end in such a tragedy. Chloe shrank into a corner, utterly terrified by what she had just witnessed. Once the police left, she retreated to the welcoming party with the baby in her arms, trying to blend into the crowd and hide. "Ms. Bright, now that all the unpleasant distractions have been taken care of, shall we start a new life?" Ethan whispered a reminder in my ear. Before I could respond, he stepped forward to open the doors to the awards gala. Thunderous applause erupted within the ballroom as I walked up to the stage under the watchful eyes of the crowd to claim my trophy

Even though I felt inferior and thought of myself as a cripple, someone entirely unworthy of that crown, I had still allowed myself to fantasize. I had watched as the she-wolves of our pack were sent to the palace, only to return dead, over and over again. Many times, I found myself wondering, what if I really was the one Jayden was looking for? Maybe he wouldn't care that I was a cripple. That was, until I sat in that same carriage and was brought to the palace. There, what welcomed me was his merciless claws as he crushed my body. "You think you're worthy?" Those were the last words he said to me before my death. The sheer hatred and disgust in his voice were so intense.

Evelyn turned toward him. "Stop talking like that." He looked at her. "Like what?" "Like you already accepted that one of us has to walk through the Door." His expression became serious. "Someone does." "Not yet." "That is not how sacrifice works, Evelyn." The word immediately changed the atmosphere. Sacrifice. A word that had followed her since the beginning of her journey. Her father sacrificed himself fighting a pureblood. Lucien sacrificed his life to stop the Blood King's curse. The Blood God sacrificed his freedom to guard the universe.

Thus, he had no reason to maintain his so-called system-guided male lead persona. In reality, he was nothing more than a vain, opportunistic liar who fed on attention and money. The so-called system and erasure threat were nothing but fabricated stories inspired by online fiction. It was all designed to deceive Emma, a wealthy young lady, into giving him affection and resources, a master plan. The environment at college was filthy and chaotic. Ezekiel's dorm roommates were crude, and the cafeteria food was barely edible. It didn't take long before he began to openly despise Emma for being poor.