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Chapter 139: The Rift’s Truth
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2025-03-08 00:20:22
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His Hunger, My Curse Chapter 140: The Rift’s Song
The pull tightened around Lena like invisible chains, wrapping around her ribs, her spine, her mind. It wasn’t violent. It wasn’t forceful. It was patient. A silent whisper, a presence at the edges of her thoughts, waiting. "Lena?" Ronan’s voice cut through the haze, grounding her. She blinked. The tunnel stretched before her, Cassian and Ronan already a few steps ahead, both watching her now—Cassian with wary confusion, Ronan with something closer to understanding. She forced herself to move. One step, then another, until the pull loosened its grip. It didn’t leave. But it let her go. For now. She exhaled slowly and followed them into the narrowing passageway. The tunnel walls pressed in, rough stone scraping against her arms. The air smelled of damp earth and something older—something untouched by time. Their footsteps echoed, the sound swallowed too quickly, as if the Rift itself was listening. No one spoke. Cassian led the way, navigating the uneven terrain wi
Terakhir Diperbarui : 2025-03-08His Hunger, My Curse Chapter 141: The Rift’s Voice
Lena’s pulse roared in her ears. You were meant to open it. The King’s words curled around her mind like smoke, insidious and inescapable. She wanted to deny them, to cast them away like a lie. But the Riftfire inside her didn’t reject them. It recognized them. She staggered back, breath ragged. “You’re wrong.” The King only watched her, his golden eyes steady, unreadable. “Am I?” Lena clenched her fists, nails biting into her palms. “I came to close this gate, not—” A sharp pulse of power cut through her words. The Rift trembled. And suddenly, she wasn’t alone. Not just with the King. But with the echoes of something long buried. The vision struck like a lightning bolt to the skull. A battlefield. The air thick with Riftfire, burning violet against the endless night. Creatures—monstrosities—crawling from the gate, their shrieks tearing through the void. And at the center of it all— Her. Or rather— The woman who wasn’t her. The woman who was. A w
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The cavern felt wrong.Even though the Riftgate had disappeared, something lingered in the air—an unnatural stillness, thick with expectation. The Riftfire still simmered inside Lena, coiled like a beast waiting for permission to strike. But it wasn’t just hers anymore.It belonged to her.And she belonged to it.A cold shiver crawled up her spine, but she forced her body to move. One step. Then another.Behind her, Cassian exhaled sharply, shaking his head as he slid his daggers back into their holsters. “Alright. I have questions. Many, many questions.” His voice was light, but his eyes were sharp as they flicked toward her. “Starting with what the hell just happened?”Lena flexed her fingers, watching the faint traces of violet fire dance along her skin before flickering out. The Riftfire wasn’t resisting her anymore. It wasn’t raging. It was waiting.The realization made her stomach twist.“I don’t know,” she admitted, her voice quieter than she meant it to be. “I—I felt it. The R
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The night air was crisp as Lena Carter navigated the quiet streets of New York City, the familiar sounds of traffic and distant chatter muted by the late hour. She could feel the cool, dampness of the evening moisture seeping into her worn-out sneakers as she hurried onward, her fingers gripping the fraying straps of her bag tightly. After a long shift at the café that had stretched well beyond the planned hours, she was bone-tired. It had been one of those days—too many orders, too few tips, and a persistent feeling that each hour was dragging along like an anchor. With rent due in little more than a week, the extra hours felt more like a desperate attempt at survival than relief.As she walked, she brushed a stray lock of hair behind her ear. Sighing deeply, she glanced at the flickering streetlights that illuminated her path. Life had thrown relentless challenges her way, and though she had become skilled at weathering them, exhaustion weighed heavily on her shoulders. Just then,
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Lena’s breath came in short, uneven gasps. Every nerve in her body screamed at her to run. To get as far away from him as possible. But her feet refused to move. Adrian Blackwell. The name rang in the back of her mind, a whisper of something she should have remembered. He was the kind of man spoken about in hushed tones—scandal, power, disappearances. He wasn’t just wealthy. His influence stretched beyond money, beyond reason. But none of that explained the fangs. Lena’s heart pounded so loudly she swore he could hear it. Maybe she was wrong. Maybe exhaustion was playing tricks on her. But as Adrian’s silver eyes locked onto hers—steady, unblinking, inhuman—a chilling certainty settled in her bones. He wasn’t human. She yanked her hand back, fingers curling into fists to stop them from shaking. “What do you want from me?” Her voice was stronger than she expected. A
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Lena’s pulse pounded in her ears, drowning out the city’s distant hum. The world around her faded—nothing but the cold night air, the gleam of silver eyes, and the weight of a choice she didn’t fully understand.Be mine, Lena.Adrian’s words hung between them, thick with meaning. He stood perfectly still, waiting, watching, his presence an invisible force that pulled at something deep in her chest.She forced herself to breathe. “What exactly do you mean by ‘be mine’?”His smirk was slow, deliberate, like he was savoring the moment. “I don’t need a servant,” he said smoothly. “Nor a pet, if that’s what you’re thinking.” He stepped closer, voice dipping to a near whisper. “I need a companion. A woman who will stand by my side.”Lena scoffed, trying to ignore the strange heat curling through her at his nearness. “So… you want a girlfriend? That’s your big offer?”Adrian chuckled, the sound low and knowing. “Not quite.” His gaze fli
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A strange heat pulsed through Lena’s veins the moment her hand touched Adrian’s. It wasn’t pain—it was something deeper, something electric and raw, like a dormant ember suddenly catching fire.Her breath hitched.Adrian’s grip lingered, his fingers cool against her skin, his silver eyes darkening. He felt it too.For a split second, something flickered behind his gaze—recognition? Surprise? Desire?Then, as quickly as it came, he let go.“Interesting,” he murmured again, tilting his head, studying her like a puzzle piece that had just clicked into place.Lena inhaled sharply, rubbing her palm against her jeans, as if trying to erase whatever had just passed between them. What the hell was that?She lifted her chin. “You want to explain what just happened?”Adrian’s smirk returned, but this time, it didn’t reach his eyes. “A… confirmation, of sorts.”Her stomach twisted. “Confirmation of what?”
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Lena stepped out of the car, the cool night air brushing against her skin, sending a shiver down her spine. Gravel crunched beneath her boots as she hesitated, staring up at the Blackwood Estate.The mansion loomed before her like a beast in the darkness—ancient, watching, waiting. It wasn’t just a house. It was something else entirely. Something alive.Its towering spires stretched high into the night, their blackened stone swallowing the moonlight rather than reflecting it. The ivy that clung to its walls was thick and gnarled, its creeping tendrils weaving through cracks in the stone like veins feeding a dark heart.Dimly lit windows flickered against the night, their glow feeble and muted. They reminded Lena of half-lidded eyes, observing her with quiet amusement.Behind her, the wrought-iron gates that had swung open upon their arrival stood closed once more, their twisted, claw-like designs casting jagged shadows against the cobblestone driv
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His Hunger, My Curse Chapter 142: The Rift’s legacy
The cavern felt wrong.Even though the Riftgate had disappeared, something lingered in the air—an unnatural stillness, thick with expectation. The Riftfire still simmered inside Lena, coiled like a beast waiting for permission to strike. But it wasn’t just hers anymore.It belonged to her.And she belonged to it.A cold shiver crawled up her spine, but she forced her body to move. One step. Then another.Behind her, Cassian exhaled sharply, shaking his head as he slid his daggers back into their holsters. “Alright. I have questions. Many, many questions.” His voice was light, but his eyes were sharp as they flicked toward her. “Starting with what the hell just happened?”Lena flexed her fingers, watching the faint traces of violet fire dance along her skin before flickering out. The Riftfire wasn’t resisting her anymore. It wasn’t raging. It was waiting.The realization made her stomach twist.“I don’t know,” she admitted, her voice quieter than she meant it to be. “I—I felt it. The R
His Hunger, My Curse Chapter 141: The Rift’s Voice
Lena’s pulse roared in her ears. You were meant to open it. The King’s words curled around her mind like smoke, insidious and inescapable. She wanted to deny them, to cast them away like a lie. But the Riftfire inside her didn’t reject them. It recognized them. She staggered back, breath ragged. “You’re wrong.” The King only watched her, his golden eyes steady, unreadable. “Am I?” Lena clenched her fists, nails biting into her palms. “I came to close this gate, not—” A sharp pulse of power cut through her words. The Rift trembled. And suddenly, she wasn’t alone. Not just with the King. But with the echoes of something long buried. The vision struck like a lightning bolt to the skull. A battlefield. The air thick with Riftfire, burning violet against the endless night. Creatures—monstrosities—crawling from the gate, their shrieks tearing through the void. And at the center of it all— Her. Or rather— The woman who wasn’t her. The woman who was. A w
His Hunger, My Curse Chapter 140: The Rift’s Song
The pull tightened around Lena like invisible chains, wrapping around her ribs, her spine, her mind. It wasn’t violent. It wasn’t forceful. It was patient. A silent whisper, a presence at the edges of her thoughts, waiting. "Lena?" Ronan’s voice cut through the haze, grounding her. She blinked. The tunnel stretched before her, Cassian and Ronan already a few steps ahead, both watching her now—Cassian with wary confusion, Ronan with something closer to understanding. She forced herself to move. One step, then another, until the pull loosened its grip. It didn’t leave. But it let her go. For now. She exhaled slowly and followed them into the narrowing passageway. The tunnel walls pressed in, rough stone scraping against her arms. The air smelled of damp earth and something older—something untouched by time. Their footsteps echoed, the sound swallowed too quickly, as if the Rift itself was listening. No one spoke. Cassian led the way, navigating the uneven terrain wi
His Hunger, My Curse Chapter 139: The Rift’s Truth
The cavern still hummed with the remnants of Lena’s power, the air thick with the scent of scorched flesh and magic. The Riftfire coiled around her fingers like a living thing—no longer wild, no longer resisting. It had chosen her. Lena’s breath came in ragged pulls, her heart hammering against her ribs. She wasn’t just standing in the aftermath of battle; she was standing at the edge of something irreversible. She could feel it. The Rift’s presence, no longer just a force that haunted her, but a part of her. Her. Cassian took a hesitant step forward, his daggers still in hand, though his grip had loosened. “Lena… what the hell was that?” Lena swallowed hard, but the words tangled in her throat. She didn’t know how to answer. Because she didn’t fully understand it herself. Ronan was watching her closely, his jaw clenched. His sword was sheathed, but his stance hadn’t relaxed. “Your fire—” He cut himself off, then exhaled sharply. “It’s different.” Lena flexed her fingers, st
His Hunger, My Curse Chapter 138: The Rift's Curse
The ground trembled beneath Lena’s feet. Not with violence, but with recognition. The Rift knew her now. And it wanted her back. Lena’s breath came in sharp, uneven pulls as the air around her thickened, reality bending at the edges. She could feel the Rift pulling, not with brute force, but with something far worse—familiarity. She was sinking into it. Becoming part of it. No. Lena clenched her fists, summoning every ounce of willpower to push back against the weight pressing on her chest. Riftfire surged at her fingertips, flickering wildly, caught between obedience and rebellion. The King watched her struggle, his burning gaze unreadable. “You still resist.” Lena swallowed against the rising panic. “I don’t belong to this place.” The King tilted his head slightly. “No,” he agreed. “But it belongs to you.” The words struck something deep inside her, something she wasn’t ready to face. Because part of her felt it. The Riftfire inside her wasn’t just reacting
His Hunger, My Curse Chapter 137: Riftborn King
The cavern trembled as the Rift’s energy expanded outward, swallowing the air, pressing against Lena’s skin with a force so dense it was almost suffocating.The King stepped forward.He wasn’t like the mindless creatures that had come before. He wasn’t grotesque or malformed.He was whole.His form was cloaked in shadows that moved like living smoke, shifting around him in slow, deliberate waves. Beneath the darkness, glimpses of something ancient and inhuman flickered—jagged obsidian armor, silvered veins pulsing with Rift energy, a face that was too sharp, too perfect, too unnatural to belong to anything mortal.His eyes—twin voids of fire and stars—settled on Lena, and the cavern dimmed, as if the very world was bracing for what came next.A voice, low and endless, rumbled through the chamber."You are the one."Lena’s pulse pounded in her ears. Her Riftfire reacted violently to his presence, rising in defense or recognition—she wasn’t sure which.But she forced herself to stand he
His Hunger, My Curse Chapter 136: Blood of the Rift
The world tilted.Lena’s breath caught in her throat as the weight of realization slammed into her. The Rift’s power thrummed beneath her skin, but it was nothing compared to the force radiating from the woman standing before her.Her mother.No. That couldn’t be right. Her mother had died when she was a child. She had no memories beyond fleeting warmth and a lullaby whispered in the dark.And yet—The woman’s presence felt familiar.Ronan shifted closer, tension coiled in his frame. “Lena…?”Cassian didn’t speak, but his fingers tightened around the hilt of his blade.Lena swallowed hard. “Who—who are you?”The woman smiled, stepping forward. The edges of her form flickered, like she existed between realms. “You already know, child. You’ve always known.”Lena’s pulse roared in her ears. “That’s not possible.”“And yet, here I stand.”The Riftfire in Lena’s veins surged, responding to the woman’s presence like a long-lost tether being pulled taut.“No.” Lena shook her head. “You can’t
His Hunger, My Curse Chapter 135: Riftfire
Lena exhaled, steadying herself as the cavern pulsed with anticipation. The Herald stood motionless, hand still outstretched, its offer tangible in the air. The Rift’s power thrummed beneath her skin, no longer just a whisper but a steady, insistent call.This was the moment.She reached forward—then clenched her fist, drawing her hand back. “No,” she said, her voice stronger than she expected.The Herald’s expression didn’t falter, but the cavern trembled in response. “You refuse?” it asked, tilting its head.Ronan let out a breath he hadn’t realized he was holding, but his stance remained guarded. Cassian edged closer, his eyes never leaving the Herald.Lena swallowed hard. “I’m not a pawn in whatever game the Rift is playing.”The Herald regarded her with something that almost resembled amusement. “A pawn? No, Riftborn. You were never a mere piece. You were meant to be the one who shapes the board.”The cavern walls pulsed again, and the Rift’s energy surged forward like a wave.Le
His Hunger, My Curse Chapter 134: The Fall
Darkness swallowed them whole.Lena’s breath caught in her throat as the air rushed past her, cold and unrelenting. The abyss stretched endlessly below, an empty void that felt like falling through time itself.Ronan’s grip on her wrist was iron-tight. He refused to let go.Cassian was just ahead, his body twisting midair, trying to prepare for whatever awaited them below.But there was no ground.No end.Just falling.The Rift’s presence coiled around Lena’s mind, whispering in a voice that sounded so much like her own.You are home.You were never meant to run.The air shimmered.Lena gasped as reality split apart.For a single, horrifying second, she saw it—the Rift in its true form. A world between worlds. A chasm of shifting energy, pulsing with life and death, beginning and end.And at the center—a throne.A throne waiting for her.Her blood burned. The mark on her skin pulsed in time with the Rift’s heartbeat.It was trying to pull her in.No. No, I won’t—“Lena!”Ronan’s voice
