The Villianess Turns The Hourglass 소설 & 이야기

“If I do not return to you, I pray by the Goddess that my passing will be fuel for the fire in your hearts and that you will turn your wrath towards our true enemy.” A loud thudding started and Ronin looked around in awe as the foot-stomping grew to a deafening degree. “What.” Thaddeus started– “A–” Maia added– “Queen.” Caius finished, looking equally mesmerized. Liora continued to surprise them all at every turn. The Chief Elder handed her the wooden bowl as another came forward with a large hourglass. Liora downed the contents, grunting as it no doubt burned her throat on the way down. Laying on her back, the hourglass was flipped and placed near her head.

Aranjo took hold of her shoes and ran after the demon back into the reading room. The Emperor stopped in front of his desk and pulled out an hourglass using his magic. Aranjo busily put her shoes back on and looked at the hourglass that the demon had placed on the table. "Remember to turn this hourglass upside down when you arrive and make sure you return to your place when this hourglass runs out!" the Emperor said as he turned the hourglass upside down and walked away from the reading room. The hourglass has the power to slow down time and after the hourglass runs out the power also disappears and time returns to normal.

Like why I’d felt a mate-bond between myself and Genevieve, when it was clear she couldn’t feel it herself. Kiara lifted her hand, holding it out for me to inspect. A golden bracelet circled her wrist, set with a small hourglass. Sand trickled from one end to the other. A silent countdown to something big—something important, perhaps. In a flash of golden light the bracelet vanished, morphing into a slender cane. The hourglass was perched on top, a few sizes larger. Enough for me to see the individual granules of sand trickling away. “Three spins of this hourglass and I can manipulate the fate of every being in this room. Do you know the power a single grain possesses?”

I had never imagined Chad would be such a jerk. When Chad and his friend laughed at Annika, I was indignant. I rushed over to cover his mouth, not realizing how pale Annika looked. She fumbled, desperately wanting to run, and eventually tripped and fell into the swimming pool. Nathan saved her, and it became a classic tale of the prince saving the ordinary girl, just like in many romantic stories. People loved to read these kinds of stories. As the couple's story gained popularity on campus, it became evident that it needed a villain, a malicious character who would bully Cinderella and try to steal her prince away. I was perfect for that role.

Jenna worked on the ring while Crimson struggled with the hourglass. “HURRY!” Elektris was hissing way more viciously than even the Gorgon sisters. The hourglass that was the Okulus had started to slip. Crimson pulled on hard. Jenna was not having any luck with Reign. The ring stuck onto the goddess's finger like glue. But the Okulus, it was sliding slowly and ever so slightly off of her arm. Sounds came from ahead of them and the faces of Andrews, Susan, Cassie, started coming into view until they were all almost there. They could take turns taking it off.

Vashi was losing her mind; she didn't know when she started confessing. “Oh! I see! You tried to poison the king, but I ended up drinking the wine…” Jazell puts the puzzle together. Vashi snarls… “Come to me, my little pet.” She murmurs under her breath. calling on Viper while whispering low enchantments. Jazell watches her with an unswerving gaze. “Are you looking for this?” Jazell says, feigning a sad tone, as she takes two steps sideways, revealing a box that has been hidden behind her.

His smile vanished. His upper body lurched forward at an unnatural angle. “What makes you think...” Arthur hissed. Vivienne ground the glass shards under her heel. POWDER. The glass turned to dust. Her eyes locked onto Arthur's. “Do you really think I got to the top by playing your games?” She spun and kicked. SMASH. The electronic shackle shattered against the wall. It crashed into the dusty corner. She snapped her fingers. CLICK. The sound echoed through the hall.

she asks giving a little pose. I close the gap between us, my eyes linger on her for longer than I meant them to. And she noticed them on her and stepped backwards. "Turn around." She turned. I moved closer my hands adjusted her necklace, briefly brushing her warm bare neck.” She was still, her hands were about to stop me, but she hesitated. “Nice, let’s go.” “Wait, let me quickly take this off—” she turns. “They’re yours.” “Huh?” “Time is ticking.” I walk out, she follows quickly, struggling to keep up with my pace.

I genuinely had no clue who this woman was. She was older, maybe in her fifties, with greying blond hair and blue eyes. Her fancy looking red dress, matching perfectly to the historical palace vibes of the mansion, looked as expensive as everything else around me. Clearly, she was someone with high status in the pack. And yet I couldn’t remember her being mentioned even once. “You’re so kind, as always,” Lila basically purred. “We’re so grateful that you look after our Scarlett so well.” ‘Our’ Scarlett?