Novel & Cerita Вторая Половинка

“Allen, it’s fine if you can’t come to my birthday party because it would upset Sasha. She can’t stand me. I mean, why else would she have poisoned me back then?” Allen closed his eyes. By the time he opened them again, his pupils reflected determination. “You’re the reason Wendy doesn’t have a wolf anymore, Sash. All I’ve done up to now is to make up for your mistakes. What more do you want?” He turned his head away and said to Wendy tenderly, “How can I miss your nineteenth birthday? I promised to be your partner for the first dance.” They clung to each other as they headed downstairs, looking every bit like loving mates.

My trusted packmates gather around, their eyes gleaming with a mixture of satisfaction and contentment. Princess Golder, radiant in the fire’s glow, approaches me with a glass of wine in her hand. “To us,” she says, her voice filled with affection and pride. “To us,” I echo, raising my glass to meet hers. The wine sparkles in the moonlight, a symbol of our resilience and the unity of our pack. We take a sip, savoring its rich flavor, as the world around us dances in a joyous blur.

She latched onto my breast hungrily, making us all chuckle through our tears. But then, the storm grew fiercer. Pain wracked me again, tearing through flesh and soul. The second child demanded to be born. “This is darkness entering the world,” Holly muttered, voice low and grim. The window burst open. Rain and ice stung my skin. “Push!” Holly roared. I screamed, and the second child slipped free. Silence. The witches’ faces paled. My heart froze. “Give her to me!” Holly laid the baby on my chest. No cry. Just wide, mismatched eyes—one blue, one black. Half black hair, half silver blond. She stared at me, silent, steady, as though she already knew.

“Yes, am almost at my apartment.” Madeline said with a wide smile plastered on her face. She had just finished her part time job at a local restaurant for the day and was heading home to take a real bath. “Alright, so you don't have plans for tonight. Then come over to the club for a girl's night. It's a Friday Madeline.” Her friend Jane said over the phone.

Nala licks her dry lips and breathes deeply as she knows the scent is fading slowly. Nala pulls out her conversation when she finds out Raymond doesn't like it. "I was wondering, did you come indeed to look after me?" Raymond shifts his body to face Nala. Stare right into Nala's bead without blinking. "That's right, Nala. You have me. Although this is a consequence of Ray having half-human blood. But Ray's happy because it's Nala," he said. Ray groped his chest, then continued. "Here is a sign of ownership that already existed when Ray was born. Since Ray is half-human, Ray's owner can have Ray and do whatever he wants but Ray can't have one."

Emily jeered wild eyed. "Ronan's the mismatched half. The half you were supposed to marry. Well, it does have a nice ring to it, don't you think?" Jess pondered upon while Lizzy nodded at the comment and Anya simply blinked as it all came to her, all at once. At first she didn't quite comprehend with all the halves they were mentioning but then it occurred to her that twins were also called halves and couples were denoted as halves and that's the denomination her friends were making.

She could only look at Blake with a pitiful expression. Blake glared at her and roared in rage, “I just received a revelation from the Goddess. She said you’ll never get pregnant. Never!” Sarah screamed hysterically, “That’s impossible! That can’t be true! Lily’s pregnant, and I’m her sister! I can do it too!” Blake slapped her again and spat out a word before turning away. “Useless.” As he left, Sarah remained sitting on the ground alone, glaring at Blake’s back.

Mesmerizing. As she stared at him, a flicker of reflection passed through her. She couldn’t remember ever feeling this much depth, this quiet intensity, even when she was with Rafael. He’d been like a tempest—wild, unpredictable. Their relationship had felt like a storm she got swept into before she even had the chance to think. Rafael had never truly been a steady presence. Even when he stood beside her, it always felt like a part of him was somewhere else… unreachable. And now, after discovering the second life he’d built behind her back—a whole other family while still married to her—she finally realized it was time to let go. Time to release the memories that no longer served her healing

Xin Ran didn’t believe how easily she had just turned him down with one call, Xin Ran thought as she replaced her smartphone into her handbag. She was discharged the same night and returned with Janny to the apartment they lived in. The apartment turned out to be rather cosy and feminine-looking, with pastel pink-coloured walls. She spent a few minutes staring at furniture, followed by the television and then, the large hot pink laptop on the coffee table. But if she could work the smartphone so well, what more were these gadgets?