Romans & histoires White Lotus Season 1 Quinn

"So could that girl someone named...." "That's right, Lotus White is the girl who made the White family in one night, from old to young, no longer live. Lotus White was raised by the White family to become a sacrifice for wormwood, but when she learned of her family's brutal plan, she committed suicide to end her life. Although the White family members still use her blood to water the wormwood tree, but do not understand why the blood tree suddenly died, from that night, the Bach family died from one person, from another person, and died unknown reason." "I know the reason." I felt really painful inside, so the grandmother had to suffer so much "Lotus White's blood was no longer pure, she ha

Meanwhile, Theresa and Annie choose the humongous wardrobe as their hiding spot. After Luke secures his family and lets Rufus out of the window, hoping to at least call the attention of his neighbors, he straightens his back, opens the door, turns, and faces the direction of his family. He smiles slightly, locks it, and goes to the living room with the bark of the running Rufus as his background music. At that very moment, Luke feels chill at the back of his neck. His knees are buckling in, and his breathing spikes—the illumination from the lightning streaks across the grim face of the uncertain father.

Snowflakes fall, accumulating on the ground and covering the grasses and soils that were once exposed, as well as some parts of the houses and trees that no longer have thriving leaves. Finally, Spring arrives. Life is restored. The once-lost nature returns, and the beauty that had faded is replenished. Butterflies announce their presence as most animals begin to emerge. Love blossoms, and so does life. It's like a cycle that rotates endlessly, and Lui Xian experiences it all by Wu Luan's side. He obediently stayed in the palace, and Rushan occasionally visited to keep him company. He witnessed the passing of each day and night. Although he felt blissful, Rushan would sometimes catch him sta

"You are a disgrace to the wolf race. I refuse to bring doom to my pack by making you, my Luna." Nadina's gaze flickered to her childhood friend, once a source of warmth and comfort, now a distant figure filled with disdain. His eyes, once bright with love, now mirrored the coldness of Ivan's rejection. The realization stung, a painful reminder of the rift that now lay between them. "I, Nadina Sebastien, accept your rejection," she declared, her voice steady despite the turmoil raging within her. With a quick turn, she attempted to flee the suffocation of Ivan's presence, only to be held back by his vice-like grip.

But I will find her. "Katie's POV" The sun was starting to set out the window, a red hue taking over the sky. Tonight was a blood moon and me and Jax were supposed to be having our ceremony tonight... I have a bad feeling that he can't find me. I am in this on my own at this point. My body is still cramping, and at this point it feels like a bad period. My heart was shattered as I watched the stars start peppering the sky. Loud footsteps suddenly sounded from down the hall. I could hear them growing closer. The whistle was echoing the tune of a ring around the rosie's, and it sounded horrifying. Standing up, I lifted my chin and waited for him to say something. The whistle paused when he mad

Nothing would stop me now. As I left their room, I took one last glance at their peaceful faces. "Goodnight, my loves," I whispered. "I promise you, everything will be alright." The flickering nightlight cast long shadows across the floor, and I felt a chill run down my spine. I could feel the darkness that lived inside me stir with excitement. And a voice whispered in my head, “The world will soon know our name, Luna Wicken, and they will learn to fear it.”

She was also the leader of the order of blue moon, a society of she-wolf warriors formed by Luna Serine of the western hemlock pack after the great battle of Iris, 72 years ago. "Good morning" Nora greeted her, cheery as usual, when she reached the kitchen, "You look awful". "Thank you" Ria sighs yet again, "I couldn't sleep well last night". "Clearly," says Iris who was sitting on the kitchen counter scarfing down her breakfast. "What's for breakfast?" she asks Nora as it's her turn to cook today. "Scrambled eggs and bacon, come let's have breakfast together". Growing up, she and Nora always ate breakfast together, 2 years apart but they were closer than best friends. Iris who was 4 years y