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His Mate's Silent Cry Rise, Dear Althea!
"WE ARE GETTING CLOSER TO EACH OTHER— ANOTHER STEP CLOSER AND I WILL SAVE YOU FROM YOUR SILENT CRY. HIDE YOUR EYES FROM THEE, FOR HE SHALL MISLEAD YOU!" {AMETHYST'S SILENT CRY!} A looming figure of a hideously yet beautiful creature jumped out of the window with its burning purple eyes staring piercingly at a suddenly shuddering being— whose figure was covered by a black coat. Behind the blackness of the hoodie worn by an unknown individual, were watery eyes and a face burning with aghast. "Wha…t!?" A whisper of a query escaped from the individual's lips— a whisper that instantly cracked into thousands and thousands of pieces of uncertainty and profound fright. A pair of bone-structured, pointy objects were protruding on the creature's head. The creature is Amethyst.AMETHYST: the creature that was glaring down at Emelia's tiny figure— totally ignoring the pain that came with electrified flames as the black horns were slowly coming into view. "Amethyst?" Emelia questioned inaud
His Mate's Silent Cry Althea: The Door Is Always Open
[ SHE IS FINALLY UNDER MY THUMB. SHE HAS FINALLY PROVED TO TAKE AFTER ME! SHE IS ALTHEA MAGNUS, THE DAUGHTER OF MALBONTE! ] •••"What…what are you?" Thunder greedily gasped and gulped for air with his eyes dilated with fear, as soon as Amethyst sashayed inside the thatched cottage with a broken window that was standing as a portal for light. The house was instantly stuffed with the smell of death. Thunder remained under the round table— a place where he had hidden his tiny figure when his 'dear' friend had revamped into a creature his yellow eyes had never seen before. A lump was dancing victoriously in his throat, yearning for him to let it escape through his dry, big lips. Disobeying, Thunder coughed, hoping to swallow the lump but failed. His eyes widened as soon as they captured a pair of pointy, black horns with a measure of 4 inches long, right on Amethyst's head. "That is something you should not worry yourself about!" After a long time of silence, Amethyst decided to rep
His Mate's Silent Cry Getting lost in the Darkness
61. WILL SHE FIND US?[CASTLE EPHRAIM: THE COUNCIL ROOM] A cacophony of thundering voices and the loud bangs of the table and chairs reverberated across the spacious room, which was bombarded by unfamiliar faces of the five different pack leaders, accompanied by their advisors. Pierce sat quietly in a corner, twenty seconds away from Sir Bernard and Elizabeth. His eyes averted from one place to another, observing the imperfection that was taking place. The room that was once a safe place for the secrets and the truths of the Fridolf Pack went in flames— the very same room that Levi concluded to be a sacred place was filled with a zoo of wild animals, stomping their feet and breaking every wall with their voiceless foreign slurs.Endless demands and ruthless queries flew throughout the room like papers thrown unceremoniously in the air. Everyone went amoke like demented animals in a squabble for leftovers. 1"You don't deserve to be on that chair, Levi should not have given you the
His Mate's Silent Cry We Are United!
Thunder rumbled as lightning pierced through the hideously, fuming grey clouds that were seen hovering over in the sky. The air suddenly grew heavy and soon it began to rain cats and dogs. Inside Castle Ephraim was an agitated Liam who has been pacing around Melpomene's chambers as she continued to pack all the necessities. "Will she find us?" The question remained unanswered and welcomed a pregnant pause. None of the two opened their mouths, their gazes only darted around the room that was suddenly cold. "Whose blood is that?" Melpomene broke the murdering silence with a question as she pointed at the crimson blood that was painted on both Liam's hands and clothes. "I thought I told you to get ready!"Ignoring the question asked, Liam hissed, averting his annoyed features away from Melpomene and scurried away to the bathroom. "I have to make sure that she finds us— she is not just a mate, she is my 'tulip'. Only I should be hers, not even Malbonte has the right to have his claws
His Mate's Silent Cry Fighting Demons
"A BATTLE WITH YOURSELF!" •••[AMETHYST CORVUS; ALTHEA MAGNUS]"Don't listen to her!" "She is a traitor!" "She is a distraction! Not you!" Voices lurked in the chambers of her ears. Her eyes had nowhere to look but to stare deep into the eyes of the girl who was looking back at her with a menacing smile on her features. "Wha…t!?" A confused Amethyst breathed out, nervously staggering as a lump danced in the centre of her throat. It was almost like she was looking at her reflection in the mirror. The only differences were that the one in front of Amethyst did not have horns. The other Amethyst had long, wavy ginger-coloured hair and a pair of emerald, glowing eyes. She wore a smile that Amethyst longed to wear— a smile that drove many away— a smile that defined who Amethyst Corvus was. Shocked and unable to grasp what was happening, Amethyst shifted her eyes away from the other her [The Other Amethyst] and looked around her to find nothing but darkness. "Who are you? Wendell?"
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
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