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A Path Of Mysteries
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His Mate's Silent Cry THE BEGINNING: Utters Bitter and Sweet!
"Man and Beast Dwell Together In Weal And Woes"Amethyst's POV:My eyes squinted like a bag of nails hastily after I had stopped in front of "that" white coloured door. There, where a man covered with gloom dwells. A beast in human form, that is close to letting its forked tongue flick in and out— readying itself to throw its bane on my soul. I stood still with a heart skipping its beats every time I thought of knocking. My face lacked emotion soon as I began cringing at the oppressive thought of walking away. My hands shuddered greatly under the tray I was holding. I was aghast when I felt a wave of miscellaneous emotions crawling with glee in my nerves. It was actually for the first time in twelve years since I was frightened by another being's presence. "It's now or never!" I whispered under my breath as I prepared myself to knock. Promptly after I had my eyes shut, the door creaked pitifully as it was opened— urging me to open them right away. Glistened by a sudden foam of mist
His Mate's Silent Cry A SNAKE IN THE GRASS!
[Witches don't Cry!] Amethyst's POV: My gazes unhurriedly opened to meet a black vaulted ceiling facing me with agony that subverted my right to cry. I couldn't disguise my embarrassment at this passing time. My reddened eyes darted playfully around the room and caught nothing intriguing but darkness lurking around freely. I slowly raised my head and looked around the spacious room once again. My sights met with my coat hanging lifelessly on the door of the black-coloured closet, opposite the bed I was lying in. Shifting my eyes once again, I caught neatly folded clothes kept on the nightstand on my left. I took an instant deep breath shortly after my eyes landed on a drawing of a faceless woman on the wall. "Wendell." I puffed lazily after realising that I was in Wendell's house and with that, I shuffled towards the bathroom. My eyelids were heavy— I was disadvantaged to open my eyes wide. "Use it!"Reaching the bathroom, I glared at my reflection on the red-framed mirror as t
His Mate's Silent Cry BE MINE!
[ As You Sow You Shall Reap!]The golden rays of the winter's sun glowed upon the beautiful palace of the Norse Kingdom. Outside was a chorus exerted by birdsongs to the ears of maids who were running up and down in the kitchen. Tree leaves were lazily pattering on the ground whilst the sun allowed more of its rays to gleam throughout the Kingdom. It was not at all late but the kingdom was not yet awoken. Up, in the midst of the Norse palace, inside a white–doored room is a pair of smoking grey eyes fixated on a whiteboard before them. Amethyst was sunk quietly on a black chair with silver legs, three minutes away from the focused artist who was trying by all means to ensure that he makes a masterpiece. Her mind was momentarily caged in an abyss of memories that somewhat delighted her. ••• [ A Memory, Eating Into Amethyst's Vision]"Don't worry yourself, I love making portraits of those who intrigue my DEMONS!" Liam grumbled
His Mate's Silent Cry A Flower So Noxious
"None of the humans in this year knows about the existence of wolves. Be careful not to overshadow your fur to the world!" °°°The little drops of rain sought to patter down the kingdom. The weather was changing as days marched towards the end of June, philosophers of the NORSE Kingdom had already concluded that NERIDA is giving signs of her forgiveness. As the rain became something received day and night, the people became lost in ecstasy. "The prophecy is coming to life!" One of the men in the crowd shouted, where Amethyst was snaking through. His hands were lifted up in the air as a sign of gratitude. Out, on the linear streets of Ombersely, a fair was held and people from great distances were celebrating their victory. With vehement mirth crossing their features, each of them bought gifts and lit candles as per their tradition. "Don't slack off, NERIDA will not be pleased." A middle-aged woman in a black dress said to a toddler whose enraged eyes were covered by his blonde ban
His Mate's Silent Cry YOU BECAME MINE!
SAUCE FOR THE GOOSE IS SAUCE FOR THE GANDER! [FRIDOLF'S ALPHA] "I THOUGHT I KNEW!" Disembodied whispers danced around the big, spacious room and welcomed ominous blackness to lurk across the whole building. Omnipresent screams and cries of creatures unknown, landed in the centre of her system — blocking the truth from her vision. "It hurts!" Amethyst cried, bending over as the itching on her back became more painful. Her emerald eyes that were blocked by the abrupt tears witnessed the gloomy, wrathful low hanging storm clouds as they began to rendezvous up, in the sky of Ombersley, through the dormer window. An icy cold breath plastered itself on her neck almost lustfully so. A sharp turn and then Liam was right in front of her with his cold, huge and veiny hands enveloped around her tiny waist. His half-opened grey eyes fixed themselves on her dewy eyes, agitation disclosing itself on his features. The now scared Amethyst barely fought the inclination to look away, as her eyes
His Mate's Silent Cry SUBTEXT OF DEADLY SECRETS
"A darkened twilight in your eyes shall become the death of me. Through the abyss of HIS demise, I shall become yours; infinity of EMERALDS will accompany me." ••• Amidst the agony enveloping the shuddering figure of Amethyst, gashes have already decided to take over her dull mind. The coldness in the nights pierced onto her darkened heart— there and left her tranced. Loss of consciousness in a compartment surrounded by dimmed lights, that were coloured red. A room ample to one's imagination— with nothing but the smell of despair floating around freely. Her emerald eyes unhurriedly opened to glimpse a silhouette, sitting on a chair beside her. "Fear!?" She silently questioned herself, confusion swirling in her head. She held her breath while her eyes were fixed on the silhouette. The pain in her back had long repulsed her to even think of being timid. Nothing at this point inveigled her to feel anything but to "pray" for a way out. A delicate murmur sought to arise from the sh
His Mate's Silent Cry She Finally Came
THE FUTURE WITH MELPOMENE.•••[Pistévo se séna— I believe in you]Soon as he placed his gleaming eyes on her figure, his face unexpectedly fell with brief embarrassment. Liam lurched back with just one step after realising that he was shirtless. "Don't lo…" "Excuse me for intruding, SHE has arrived!" Elizabeth disrupted and huffed with her eyes facing the floor, for she knew it was forbidden to look at the marks of an Alpha, no matter the occasion. "Got it!" Nodding, Liam puffed shortly after he had his eyes gliding down Elizabeth's figure by means of reading her. Without saying no more, she hurriedly dashed away. "She must know." Liam sighed to himself as he sauntered back inside his room. Shivers suddenly ran down his spine, after recalling a particularly cold night Sir Bernard had asked to see him in his chambers. Leaning over his broken mirror in his darkened bathroom— with only a beam of light from the rays of the moon coming from the window, he let out a mocking grin. His gl
His Mate's Silent Cry A Delivery Of The Beginning
Half-opened emerald eyes gleamed fervently whilst they peaked at the reflection of a naked hourglass figure in the mirror. The weather outside was breezy, with an icy wind blowing along the coast. Stifled voices only made a landslide victory after displaying non–stop in Amethyst's head. Her hands wobbled on the basin as she continued to mumble inaudible utters. "Dark…fey!" She groaned quietly. "Who is Circe?" A question ran past her head and then followed by silence. Turning her head to her right, she met an opened window that instantly yanked her features to dilate her eyes and welcomed the warm sunlight that was sauntering in. The sun's rays flooded and exerted to overwhelm the room. "A dark fey…that doesn't grow wings." Hera's words displayed yet again for the twentieth time. Amethyst only moaned in pain and abruptly clutched at her face. "You…have to wake up! She shall rest in peace!." Amethyst squealed in a sorrowful tone, a stream of tears were oozing down her pale cheeks.
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