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His Mate's Silent Cry Goodbye mother, My tears have ran out!
"Breathtaking isn't it?" Circe questioned— her eyes glowed with glee at the sight of a waterfall, whose water was sparkling in the beam of the setting sun. The pale crescent moon shone like a silvery claw in the night sky. The water was burbling and hissing songs that were secretly sung by those who worshipped the greatness of NERIDA. Circe sat on one of the big rocks and faced the fire of the sun, spread across the sky as it was going to sleep for the moon to wake up. Her blooming features were covered in nothing but merriment. Her eyes sparkled as soon as they shifted to Amethyst. Amethyst silently sat next to her mother as she observed the beauty of nature take its course to alleviate her racing heart. She quietly tried to find a way to fit in the moment but embarrassment was taking over her system. Though she was not shocked, her eyes rummaged through the unknown location, hoping to remember its name. "You do have a way of distracting me! Say it…why did you bring me here!?"
His Mate's Silent Cry Negotiations With A Nosferatu!
[THEY FORCED ME TO BECOME A DEMON'S DAUGHTER; THEY FORCED ME TO CRY AND I DID! WELCOME ME, FATHER— I WANT TO COME HOME! OPEN YOUR ARMS FOR ME TO ENVELOPE! LET YOUR EARS CARY THE SONG OF MY SILENT CRY!"] •••Darkness victoriously embraced the room as soon as it went as quiet as a graveyard. It was out of the blue that it became exceedingly cold and the air was profoundly heavy for the present creatures to help their respiratory system to adjust to the sudden change in the air. It was visibly 'all eyes on Amethyst' and she surprisingly was not taken aback; instead she felt like a paramount individual, intended to be respected. Her feet confidently made their way in Prince Dwight's direction whilst she grinned like a Cheshire cat. "In your presence! I hope you did not wait for a very long time." Amethyst aired in a high-pitched voice that encouraged a smile of fascination to protrude on Prince Dwight's features. "No…not at all, my dear, Althea!" Shrugging his shoulders and shaking
His Mate's Silent Cry Games Invented By The Darkness
The doors behind Amethyst unhurriedly opened to publish a familiar girl. Her blushing, snow-white skin victoriously cast the now messy, dim-lighted room with its blush— notifying those present of her presence. Her mesmerising sky-blue sights scanned the room with no detection of enthusiasm on her features. Fixing herself and brushing unnoticeable dirt on her clothes, Amethyst cat-walked to the table, there, where Prince Dwight was still standing and unable to tell what was happening. "Re…Renesmee!" Prince Dwight finally got back his senses and called out to the one whose tiny feet shuffled towards the window, to peek at the dead creature that was bleeding profusely. "She is correct, brother; HE, who called upon us, had warned about time and…I wouldn't like it if she lingered long in MY CASTLE!" Renesmee entangled the slender fingers of both of her hands and expressed in a bird's sweet voice. Her relaxed figure walked towards Amethyst who had chuckled at the words Renesmee had puf
His Mate's Silent Cry The death of Rafael
Ashen eyes with colourless eyelashes slowly opened to disclose the rate at which they were bloodshot. Without hurrying themselves, they scanned the dark room that had nothing in it but a bed, the owner of the eyes lay in. "You finally woke up! How tiring it was to wait for you, my patience almost ran out but he…he convinced me!" Mauve murmured as soon as she sashayed out of the blackness caused by the limited light in the room.Her dark eyes were staring deadly at Lord Rafael— pure disgust and loathing were visibly overwhelming her pale features as she got closer to him. Lord Rafael frowned at Mauve with confusion that was openly accompanied by indignation, whilst his brain tried by all means to recall all the events that took place before he was in a situation he found himself in. Every part of his body was aching with unbearable pain. He could not move his body, for it felt like nails were pinning down his bones on the bed— slightly shaking his figure felt like he was tearing hi
His Mate's Silent Cry Benefits Brought By Melancholy
[We Are United By Benefits And Gifts. I Will Take Care Of You!"]•••"My Lord!" Kieran exclaimed as soon as the door of the room he was in, unexpectedly opened to disclose Douglass. Kieran called out, manoeuvring to stop all the activities he was doing whilst his features were widened with flabbergast at the sudden presence of Douglass— who at that point seemed to be wrapped up in gloom. Douglass's eyes gave the same room that was covered in deep red lights a quick scan, that influenced prompt disgust to display on his face. Countless naked women were surrounding the tiny figure of Kieran, living their painted kisses all over his green face. Some were dancing, welcoming anyone to see their breasts as they shamelessly bounced on Kieran's huge and hard pintle. High-pitched, pleased hums were waving across the room, sounding dirty in Douglass's ears— who stood still, glaring at Kieran. "Get out!" Kieran shouted at the women who were still in a daze of ecstasy due to the sweet delic
His Mate's Silent Cry ELIZABETH: Welcome To The Family!
"What do you mean!? You mistakenly turned her?!" A husky voice that belonged to Mauve boomed a query that Douglass's ears failed to register in his head. His shaking hands were worriedly scrutinizing the girl's face, which was becoming pale— almost blue. "I meant to drain her but something stopped me! Just…just trust me, will you!?" Douglass inarticulately aired as his eyes watched the one who was lying down, moan in pain. She was quivering and convulsing as if she were being enchanted by a demon. There were small, black lines forming on her neck— the same spot where Douglass had sunk his fangs into. Blood was still oozing, creating a crimson pool right on the pillow, where her head was resting. Her eyes were tightly shut while on the other side, she panted heavily, hoping to pacify her heart that was thumping rapidly in the centre of her ears— disadvantaging her from making sense of all that was suddenly happening to her. The voices of the two individuals travelled inside her ear
His Mate's Silent Cry Elizabeth: Bell The Cat!
[DANCE AND SING MY NAME OUT, FOR I SHALL GRANT YOU TEARS OF JOY! I AM NO ANGEL BUT A DEMON WHO IS TO MAKE YOUR LIFE BLOOM IN THE MIDST OF DARKNESS!]•••"There is a saying that declares that secrets don't make us enemies but they don't make us friends! No matter how hard one tries, they meet their doom eventually!" Mauve spoke in a murmur shortly after gliding down the thrown, for her to sashay towards Kieran who was shaking like a leaf. His yellow eyes were protruding with visible fear as his short legs trembled nervously in his boots. His throat was suddenly dry and it was published that words were showing a new pair of heels as Mauve approached him. "Calm your heart, my dear!" In a quiet, enchanting voice Mauve hissed as she crouched down, to be on the same level as Kieran, the goblin. Elizabeth who has been hiding all day decided to come out and entered the throne room, dramatically, throwing Douglass into a world of confusion. "Ah! And the sleeping beauty decided to wake up
His Mate's Silent Cry ELIZABETH: Lure Me Into Darkness!
[THE JOURNEY CREATED FOR ALL DEVILD ALWAYS FALLS APART. BECOME A DEMON TO SURVIVE THE POISON EXHALED BY THE GHOSTS] •••ELIZABETH'S WRATH: Tiny droplets of water vehemently hit the basin, creating a deep, vibrating echo of a tapping sound that waved and swam across the bathroom, to the chambers of Elizabeth's ears. She; who stood there silently, breathed heavily as she watched her reflection with sudden rage that was going hand in hand with pride and malice. As if alive, her reflection glared back at her with eyes that twinkled with a crimson flick of light— as menace and poison danced in the chambers of her pupils. Her eyes were so bloodshot and looked like a pair of stars meant to shed light in the house of demons— they seemed to have blood spread on the surface of every broken soul; blood that was wildly alive. Slender, veiny cold fingers clasped the dirty basin as they trembled nervously and unusually fast. Fright was imprinted on Elizabeth's face as she witnessed her finger
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