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His Mate's Silent Cry Secrets Come To Light
"Your brother won't gain his freedom if you continue with your nonsense!" Amethyst hissed as soon as the door opened with a whine, to publish her features that were covered with indignation. Without hurrying herself, she cat-walked inside the messy room that on its floor had tiny droplets of blood, belonging to Wendell. Her purple eyes had a twinkle that was perceived as rage— as they slyly watched Renesmee while she took mischievous, stubborn steps away from Wendell. Wendell— who was at this point trying, by all means, to look for the owner of the familiar voice, raised his bloodshot eyes. As wide as they were, they darted around the dark room and immediately stopped on the glistening, black horns on Amethyst's head. "She…she listened to him?" Wendell whispered as soon as his eyes caught a glimmer in Amethyst's purple eyes. His breath was suddenly becoming heavy while his heart began throbbing. She looked so different— ominous shadows were hugging her figure almost the entire t
His Mate's Silent Cry Embrace Me With Your Coldness
["MEMORIES FADE AWAY IN A BLINK OF AN EYE. REGRET SEND ONE TO A WORLD OF DECAY— BLOOD IS SPREADING ON THE HARD SURFACE OF HER HEART. A WORLD FILLED WITH FAMISHED MONSTERS; WHO SHALL BEAR HER TEARS AS SHE CRIES? WHOSE WING WILL SHE HIDE UNDER?"]•••The small sensitive organ kept on beating against her aching chest, demanding a quick escape. There she sat— her eyes were tightly shut, openly afraid to see the cruelty brought by the harsh, rude winds and the unending tears of NERIDA. "WHY?" That was a question she had already asked herself for the millionth time now and the most upsetting thing was that she did not receive a reply. Tears helplessly escaped from her eyes, creating a river of salty waters on her ashen cheeks, that shamelessly flowed to touch the tips of her throat. "Just like Circe, you lay in your bed with truths that could grant my soul freedom! For how long am I supposed to shed tears?" A brittle, shaking voice belonging to Amethyst aired a cracking hiss through her
His Mate's Silent Cry Prepare For Change, Amethyst!
"You are my tulip!"Words that awakened confusion and a mixture of many feelings she had never experienced before, made a deep, loud replay in Amethyst's head. "What does it mean? What are you trying to say to me?" Questions floated in her head without replies. Her eyes were squinting like a bag of nails as they watched grey clouds whilst they were roaming lazily in the sky, through a window that was awfully covered by cracks. Thou tar-coloured and gloomy, the clouds did not seem scary— at least in her eyes. They seemed to be mocking her, laughing at the confusion that was written all over her features. "They all floated far away from my reach. They spat their poison in my blood and ran away. Only he…only him! He stayed behind— though dark like the night, he shamelessly brings light into the chambers of my soul. I see…I hear what you were saying!"Words escaped from Amethyst's lips, which were painted with scarlet lip paint, revealing their diamond shape. For a moment, her eyes shi
His Mate's Silent Cry Amethyst: Let It Begin!
78. "So you did come, after all? Bold move, Amethyst!" Douglass hissed silently to himself whilst chuckling softly as his sharp, red eyes slyly observed the rooms of the house that was now barely recognisable. The house that was once tall and mighty with its pointy head reaching out to the heavens; there, it fell with shame— its head was now looking down, hanging below the heavens as if afraid of demeaning words that came from the ones above.From being luxuriously structured— it now looked like an ancient shack, belonging to an old man who was a mile away from kicking the bucket. Smoke was hissing and growling in the air, and was immediately forced to sway by the cold breeze that entered through the broken windows.It danced happily like lost souls who finally gained their freedom from the darkness that have been feeding on them, in the shadows of every wall that helped the house to stand. Every part of the now-fallen house was covered in the ugly blackness caused by the fire. "S
His Mate's Silent Cry The Chronicles Of Darkness
["WE ARE BROKEN SOULS— ATTACH YOUR TORN HEART ONTO THE PALM OF MY SOUL AND LET US BECOME ONE. LET THE DARKNESS IN THE TRUTH SEDUCE US, AND WE SHALL FIND LOVE, AT THE END AND BEGINNING!"]•••A heart throbbing madly— demandingly beating against her chest, looking for an escape route as soon as possible. Eyes— so bloodshot and agitatedly shifting from one place to another, with tears making the vision blurry. Outside; the wind was howling a song, sung by virgins of miseries. With hands that were shuddering, Elizabeth clasped onto the basin as sweat was already taking an initiative to decorate her forehead that was frowning with confusion. "She is the darkness" Douglass's words made a millionth replay in her head that was vibrating with pain. His sweet, yet bitter voice was making a deep echo in the compartment of her ears, urging her to tightly place her quacking hands around her ears; so no unwanted sound came in. Carefully— yet slyly, she watched her reflection in the mirror as
His Mate's Silent Cry Darkness Is Your Home!
"No…I assure you, my lady. I am fine, I just…had a rough night." Elizabeth puffed, speaking in an awkwardly high-pitched voice that echoed around the throne room— its waves shaking audibly with cracks of uncertainty. Before her unsteady, slightly shuddering figure was Mauve who was looking down at her, from under her eyebrows as she sat comfortably on her throne. Surprisingly, Mauve was wearing an apprehensive face whilst she silently read Elizabeth's demeanour. Voices were already singing in Elizabeth's head— singing a song that distracted tranquillity in her soul. Guilt and regret were already caressing her veins, enslaving her heart that could not find the energy to beat fast— it was suddenly one beat at a time. Her eyes seemed to be looking for something— they explored the room with curiosity as if it was the first time seeing the room she was in. They ensured themselves to look around her. "Look for what?" That was the question Elizabeth had asked herself but even though she
His Mate's Silent Cry Amethyst's Adolphus!
•••The four, large wheels of a huge, luxuriously built carriage rattled off, hitting the tiny stones, and pushing them out of its way. The full moon was shimmering from above, casting its blinding, protective light upon the huge, roaring machine as it whisked past the tall, ancient trees that were slightly hidden by ominous shadows. Inside were two 'beasts' enjoying their smooth ride— Liam and Amethyst, who was enjoying the loud, doleful cry uttered by wolves from a great distance. Five seconds away, opposite from her was Liam who silently made a four with his legs, stealthily looking at Amethyst as he wandered in his world. "I'm dying to know what kind of mystery lies behind those alluring eyes. The very same dazzling eyes that glisten mightily in the dark— so enchanting, as I look into them. Incredibly lustrous— they hide all evilness and perceive themselves as angelic, totally deceptive!" Liam secretly spoke to himself, slightly tilting his head to his left to have a better g
His Mate's Silent Cry Mysteries Of The Dark!
["No Beast Is Born With A Silver Spoon In Its Mouth. Hunt & Die— The Expectations Of Those In The Dark. Live Mysteriously And You Shall Be Rewarded!"] •••"If it isn't the famous Amethyst Corvus, then who possibly can it be?" Melpomene's voice echoed around the small water room that was possessed by azures and turquoises that gave light to the room. Steadily, Amethyst sashayed in the unfamiliar territory, her eyes slightly shutting themselves— avoiding the bright lights that were illuminating the place. "The ocean shall be filled with roses once again!" Amethyst hushedly read the writings on the lime green walls, which were majestically written in bold letters. Her eyes averted themselves from the walls to the direction of the shimmering pool of blue waters that were leisurely moving back and forth, spurring sparkles to collide in the air. A once curious Amethyst was now overwhelmed with guilt that ate into her soul every time she inhaled a familiar scent that belonged to Melpome
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