All Chapters of His Mate's Silent Cry: Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

[In a world of filthiness; I shall redeem your Shadow from His Demise. I'm no Angel; My wings are broken— they are. Stay BY Me and Dwell in the depths of my Chambers]A series of mighty claps of thunder hit once again. Edgar did not want to call it quits— with a grin on his features, he threw countless punches— once again at her. Amethyst, who was already fading away, threw up blood while some oozed from her nose. A fresh pair of disgruntled eyes looked down at her— with clenched fists, Edgar bent over to laugh at her. "I hear that you are a Dark Fey. The most powerful creature!" Edgar grabbed her by her neck and spat out those words, his eyes calm, albeit full of madness. "What powerful!?" Edgar's eyes looked down at her with puppy-like devotion. All her dignity and confidence were lost— the courage to look at him was completely thrown. With a smirk, he silently observed his right hand have its fingernails grow into claws. "It's happening!" He chorused as he pulled her up and

"The night bloomed with crimson blood flowing through the streets of Droitwich. Men and women stomped with a clamour for HER demise to arrive. Her mate, Came for her."•••The air around the two beings went curved with demeaning whispers swimming victoriously amidst their ears. There were heavy, penetrating and rapid movements to and fro— it did not seem like it was a coincidence for the two to rendezvous. The old man cast Liam a bemused glance, shortly after he had his sights on him for quite a long time. A smirk appeared on his features, publishing a train of yellow teeth standing up miserably. Liam, who was not at all taken aback by the old man's behaviour, silently clenched his teeth while he hushedly looked at him— without any inch of his figure moving. "The patience, you got in the whole world?" The old man questioned, without the benefit of using correct grammar whilst dirtying himself as he shoved his naked toes inside the mud. Out of the blue, he began convulsing with his

[Old at Heart; Wicked at Soul. All White Ways become Darkened!]'A night at Castle Of Darkness; Where Lord Rafael and his Lady, Mauve Dwells. •••"I hope you remember our agreement. We now know that the book is written in ancient Greek— you just have to find the 'translator' and I will do the rest." Mauve said in a murmur that slightly sounded like a lullaby to Wendell as his vision began getting blurry promptly after she puffed. She turned her features— together with her figure at Wendell after he did not respond."Don't walk out on this old man!" She hissed at him, with a thought of not wanting to disappoint her Lord anymore, racing in her head. With just a nod, Wendell started seeing things. "Good. Tomorrow—" Mauve's voice was instantly yanked by the wind and never made its way into Wendell's ears. A light so blinding, quickened to flick right in his eyes, momentarily dazzling him before shutting them. •••"Please keep a close eye on my daughter's life, will you be able to do

[Silence! None of the individuals uttered. The other kept their gazes from the other while the other squinted like a pair of nails in wonder. Although it became unbearable, their pride played its role]"The-e-e-e Moon Crawler it is!" A rumbling voice, that of Liam echoed around the room that was slowly getting overwhelmed by despair— chasing silence away."How are you feeling!?" Liam's lips let an air of investigation escape with a vibrating murmur whilst smirking like a Cheshire cat. Without turning nor opening her eyes, Amethyst chuckled before giving him a reply. She shut her eyes, allowing a flow of tears to form a stream of salty waters on her cheeks. Words immediately showed a new pair of heels as she tried to organise them into a sentence. Liam who was running out of patience lifted his boots to throb towards her. Feeling his heavy gaze on her, she hugged herself, clenching her arms as she silently asked for tears to stay behind. Liam fell silent for a long time, training h

•••The sky that was azure now turned pale and was instantly surrounded by despaired clouds. The wind did not take long to whine, encouraging the tree leaves to dance. Something did not seem to be in apple-pie order— Melpomene was breathing heavily whilst her hands shuddered. From the depths of mystery, Liam did not at all feel his face— his soul had seemed to have left his body. The smell of indignation, blended with fright still dangled heavily in the air. Melpomene wrung her quacking hands and manoeuvred to move towards Liam. The wriggling tails of the yellow flames reflected in dewy pupils of Liam. The air became heavier, they had to pause after taking a breath in. "KOITÁXTE MÉSA SAS!"{LOOK INSIDE YOU!}Melpomene's voice rumbled, exerting itself into Liam's system and without holding back, producing a vortex of visions to display themselves before him. A vehement brush of a vision he longed for to disappear, appeared. •••Liam's Vision: [A breezing morning of Fallin' Leaves