Chapter 19 Beloved 소설 & 이야기

Her gray-blue face seemed a little less stiff, but the confusion and wounded look in her eyes still weighed heavily. [System prompt: Hunger is spreading. Proceed to Dorm 4404 to obtain food.] [Warning: 4404’s resident is extremely dangerous! Severely starved!] The live chat was going wild with messages. [4404? Oh no, that’s the Hungry Dead! Granny just escaped the freezer, and now, she’s walking straight into famine!] [That ghost is so hungry it even gnaws on itself! With Granny’s old bones, she’s done for!] I rubbed my empty stomach and steadied my aching back as I climbed off the bed.

I walked over there and my heart skipped a beat. I couldn’t stop the next word from coming out of my mouth. “Beloved.”

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So, I tilted my neck to show them her mark on my neck. “Imeela is my fated beloved. I know that it’s confusing and not something that everyone can or will understand, but that’s not what matters right now. Please, for the sake of everyone who has been harmed by Andrei’s reign, find those who don’t align with his ideals and those who want to live without fear of being hurt or used.”

She looked emaciated but stood tall, like a queen, even though she was restrained. "I pray that you find peace and can be reborn with a cleansed soul, but I know you have been corrupted by too much darkness to ever make it to the Goddess," Natalie whispered before looking to Charlie as my mother began screaming about the devils we will spawn and spitting curses about our future children. Charlie swallowed audibly before nodding, and I took a deep breath before stepping around my mate. I had thought about this moment hundreds of times but never imagined it would be like this. Never before had I needed to brave her glare of disgust when I approached her to send her to the afterlife.

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Jeez, look at this lover boy. I shook my head smiling at the happy in love captain we have. Love really can change people. End of chapter 56

Caroline’s image of things was much more of a political woman but she made me smile with her bravery and fight for what was right. “I just hate how to mean she is to you now. I just want you to have the very best day tomorrow. It truly will be beautiful just look at all the love everyone is putting into everything.” Sophia with her kind and loving manner. “Kellina you are the bravest priestesses I have ever known. Thank you so much for the kind words about my dress. I just wish I could do more. I hope the dress will be alright.” Poor Clara who I ended up comforting more than her but I didn’t mind because I saw all the work she had put into every last detail. She truly was a kind sp

His father didn't help the fact that he acted like I wasn't even there other than to say who I was. I'm to go back on her birthday, it's so far away. I feel so dirty thinking of this little girl. I feel like I should just die for being filled with these evil thoughts. I watch as she's gotten older and the urge to court her gets stronger and stronger...Blake says "She's your beloved. You give your body whatever age you want. We could look like our parents but we like being young why? Because we want to find our beloveds we feel the need to find them. You saw your beloved once you're seeing her again. You're waiting for when you can and that's coming. Don't dare feel like your some horrible p

He wanted so badly to rid her of all those negative thoughts that haunted her and the bad things she experienced in that household with those people. Touched by his words her tears fell in waterfalls. Tightly holding onto his shirt she refused to let go and though she knew this man did not love her the way she wished to be loved she knew he cared deeply for her and would do what he promised no matter the cost. But the ache in her chest grew at the thought that one day she would have to let go of this kind-hearted man, that she would have to release his hand. After all, the only thing that bound them was the contract and nothing else.