All Chapters of His Mate's Silent Cry: Chapter 91 - Chapter 100

Fingers steadily rush over a blooming cheek that was wet from a waterfall of tears. "Hush! I am right here beside you!" A deep husky voice pacified, tenderly stroking the ear chambers of Amethyst. Slowly, almost involuntarily, Amethyst's purple eyes opened wide — nothing but fright swimming into the void of their pupils."It's…okay! Breathe!" Liam who was sitting on the edge of the bed assured. He could instantly capture the shock and aghast in the eyes of his mate, who was breathing heavily as if she has been running. "Liam?" Amethyst shivered like a little thing missing its mother's embrace. She whispered through her shaking breath, sweat dancing on the edge of her forehead. Her hands shuddered as her trembling fingers went over to clutch at her hair only when an unbearable pain has pierced into the walls of her brain. There was a pang echoing in the depths of her ears; she couldn't understand what was happening to her and how her system was reacting. A flicker of relief when to

[The Truth Is Out, Now What?]"You know more than you say you don't. Should I be worried?" Liam investigated the vampire whilst intensely examining his demeanour. A shy smile hesitantly crept across Douglass's face, believing that he knew Liam would ask this question. "Creatures like yourself are always smart — they smell rotten potatoes from a mile away and yet I promise you, my lord, fear nothing from my words!" Douglass replied in a voice that was poorly quivering which he tried to keep steady. "My lord? How fancy!" Liam chuckled with surprise, one of his eyebrows rising with interest. For some reason Liam roughly placed his hand around Douglass's arm, stopping him from walking and looking him in the eyes. Everything — every tiny moment that Douglass lived, Liam saw each bit of them. When he did not expect any of it, he saw Elizabeth. It wasn't the Elizabeth that he knew, but rather a different Elizabeth which he quickly guesses to be a vampire. All the feelings and emotions Do

There, the wind blew, relentlessly kissing the pale skin of the Dark Fey whose eyes were dilated with intense fear. There, throughout the tiny forest, the fog was suddenly rising, covering Amethyst and her acquaintances. Words — inaudible venomous words whispered in the depths of their ear chambers, forcing the waves of aghast to paralyse every one of their veins. There was a blue, depressing code of silence that filled the atmosphere with poison and malice. Amethyst suddenly felt weak — she felt like she was dreaming and whatever was happening was not true. She wished to ask the White Snake to repeat her words but swiftly advised herself against it, as she feared that her approach would be perceived as disrespectful. Both Amethyst and Liam swiftly exchanged glances and looked at each other for a long time. In Liam's eyes, there was safety written all over — safety that assured Amethyst that he was going to protect her, no matter what. He was calm and showed no insignificant emotio

The dappled sun shone through the tall, ancient and foreign trees, creating mysterious shadows that hid behind Amethyst who was carefully strolling on a small lane, there, where tiny houses were beautifully built. Her boots smoothly stepped on the ground as if she was afraid she'd cause a wave of unnecessary sounds. Attention was already attracted — many young women had already come out of their houses to peek at every one of her movements. Her purple eyes wandered around, silently admiring the breathtaking construction of the houses — not just the houses, but those many beautiful women who were closely examining her features. Many eyes widened as soon as they stopped on her huge, pointy, black horns. A huge wave of gasps filled the atmosphere and this fascinated Amethyst whose heart jingled happily at the sight of admiration in the features of everyone present — everyone that was now surrounding her. This was the first time she saw creatures falling in love with her presence and th

The wind blew and whispered utters that cooly floated into the ears of Elizabeth — deep as hell, they fell into the chambers of her soul, breaking her apart. Thither — her startling, bloodshot eyes were staring deep into the darkness. For the first time, Elizabeth was feeling cold — she was drowning in the air that cut through her skin — For the first time, the vampire felt insecure and unsafe in the covers of the blackness. She wanted to run away as soon as possible; so far where there is light. Elizabeth helplessly stood in the middle of the breezy night. No, she was not bothered, after all, the woman could see in the dark — something she helplessly wished to have not gained a moment she was reborn. She clenched her teeth as she drew fresh air into her lungs, her eyes were coloured by blackness. There was nothing written on her face — no emotion. She was pale and despair terribly rang in her air bubble. "In the end, I failed…I died without hope!" Elizabeth murmured through her c