บททั้งหมดของ Love's Eternal Way: บทที่ 1 - บทที่ 10

Captain of both the archery and fencing club although his on year 11 this year there is a good bet that he’ll take school captain of the school as well as both teams in the coming year. Now this was about to get even weirder as they got on the bus I saw or at least at the time I thought I saw two versions of each of him and his best friend I had to rub my eyes and hope that neither of them noticed the way I looked at or the fact I was rubbing my eyes to be even sure what I was looking at because they’d never let me live it down.I thought to myself ‘If I just look out the window they won’t notice that I even looked at them and hopefully never saw me looking at them to the point where I was rubbing my eyes.’As they walked passed my seat on the bus I noticed that it had happened again there was two versions of them, I still couldn’t believe what I was seeing that’s when I looked at my own arm there was two versions on myself as well it was like we were wearing two types of clothing whi

"Just leave me alone," I said, my voice coming out smaller than she intended. "I need to use the bathroom, and then I'm getting back on the bus. You can tell our fathers you kept an eye on me like a good little soldier."I turned to walk away, but his voice stopped me."The dreams," he said quietly. "You're having them too, aren't you?"Her blood turned to ice water in her veins. I spun around so fast she nearly lost her balance, my heart hammering against her ribs like a trapped bird. "What did you just say?"Thomas was staring at me with an intensity that made my skin crawl. No, not crawl - tingle. Like electricity was dancing across my nerve endings. "The woman with the dagger. The guard who died protecting you. Lady Serenity."The world seemed to tilt sideways. I could taste copper in her mouth, could feel the phantom weight of that heavy vintage dress against my legs. "How do you know that name?""Because I was there," he said, and his voice sounded different somehow. Older. Sadd

"I remember something about papers," Louis whispered, leaning across Thomas. "Documents that my father, or whoever he was back then, wanted to get his hands on. Something about land rights or inheritance."The memory clicked into place, sharp and clear. "The marriage contract," I breathed. "It wasn't just a marriage. It was a merger of lands. My family's estate bordered yours, Thomas. There was water access on our side, mining rights on yours."Thomas nodded slowly, his eyes distant. "And Louis's family wanted it all. They'd been trying to buy both properties for years.""But my sister," Louis said, his voice catching. "Violet had nothing to do with any of that. She was innocent."Thomas did something I wasn’t quite expecting he put his hand over mine his fingers interlacing with mine making me look down at our joined hands making my face heat.“Well the old woman said that Violet was in love with Thomas maybe as much as I was in that life time she looked to be maybe a handmaiden? Whe

Ava shrugged. "Just that they were in love, despite it being an arranged marriage. And something about a prophecy? Mrs Hargrove said Lady Serenity wrote about a dream where she foresaw their deaths but couldn't prevent it."My skin prickled with goosebumps. I had never written about any prophecy, at least, not that I remembered. But if Mrs. Hargrove had the diaries, she could have altered them, or fabricated content entirely."We need to see those diaries," I whispered to Thomas. "The real ones, not whatever version Mrs Hargrove is presenting.""Ladies and gentlemen," Mrs Hargrove's voice crackled through the speakers again. "If you look to your right, you'll get your first glimpse of Château Beaumont."I turned to the window, and my heart nearly stopped. There it was, rising from the forest like something out of a fairy tale, or a nightmare. Stone towers reached toward the darkening sky, and even from this distance, I could make out the distinctive arched windows of the east wing. Th

As we walked toward the dining hall, I couldn't shake the feeling that Mrs Hargrove was watching us from the shadows, waiting for the perfect moment to strike. The château's corridors seemed to whisper with memories of the past, and I wondered if we were walking toward our deaths all over again.Thomas pulled me into his arms, “I can’t take this anymore.” He said planting another kiss to my lips but this time I melted into it.I felt myself surrender to the kiss, all my doubts momentarily forgotten as Thomas's lips moved against mine. There was something desperate in the way he held me, as if he feared I might disappear if he let go. When we finally broke apart, I found myself breathless, my heart hammering against my ribs."Sorry," he whispered, though his eyes told me he wasn't sorry at all. "I just... if something happens tonight, I need you to know how I really feel.""This is getting sickeningly romantic," Louis muttered, though there was no real bite to his words. "Can we focus