Book Synopsis
Book Tags
Donation Rankings
Comment
0 Comments
You May Also Like
墨書 Inktalez
In this city filled with magical colors, modern neon lights and ancient cobblestone roads complement each other. Here, ancient and modern are perfectly integrated, and technology and sorcery intertwine mysteriously. The surging crowd is like a dazzling ocean, churning under the curtain of night, intertwining various lights and shadows into a fascinating picture.
Lín Yè and Raisin, this unusual combination of different races, are shuttling along an ancient alley. Surrounding them are towering skyscrapers, like guardians, overlooking this ancient yet modern city. Whenever the wind blows, the air carries a hint of different worlds, with both modern restlessness and ancient tranquility.
Lín Yè walks with a firm and light step, her tired face unable to hide the determination in her heart. Every muscle under her tight leather jacket contains explosive strength, as if ready to throw herself into the upcoming battle at any moment. In her eyes, like the brightest stars in the night sky, there shines a desire for the unknown and a passion for battle.
Raisin, as the Blood King, seems to freeze the surrounding air with each step. His skin appears even paler under the neon lights, but within that paleness lies the dignity and power of a thousand years. His gaze is profound, as if it can penetrate the surface of the city and reach its soul.
At this moment, a figure appeared in their sight. A Bloodline noble, his golden hair shining brightly in the night, and his blue eyes seemed to hold the depth of the entire ocean. As he looked into Raisin's eyes, there was admiration and loyalty towards this ruler, but deep within, there was also a hidden ambition and scheme.
He made a formal bow to Raisin, his tone filled with undisguised fervor: "Welcome back, my king. Your awakening is the pride of our Bloodline, we have been waiting for your return for too long."
Raisin showed a rare smile on his face and said, "Thank you, Simon. Your loyalty is as unwavering as ever."
But when Simon turned his gaze to Lín Yè, his eyes were as cold and sharp as the winter wind. His gaze froze on Lín Yè, and the eyes that should have belonged to a noble Bloodline were now filled with disdain and contempt for this human woman. His lips curled slightly, revealing a mocking smile as he coldly said, "You, this insignificant speck of dust, dare to set foot in our Bloodline's territory? You certainly have some nerve."
Lín Yè The starlight in the pupil seemed to burn fiercely in Simon's cold mockery. She took a step forward, a hint of unyielding smile at the corner of her mouth: "Simon, in your eyes, there is only the nobility of Bloodline, but you have forgotten that all things in the world have the right to survive. I, Lín Yè, may not have a noble lineage, but I will never allow you to insult me like this."
A hint of surprise flashed in Simon's eyes, then turned into deeper disgust. His fingers lightly touched the dagger at his waist, a hint of killing intent in his eyes. However, at this moment, Raisin's voice intervened in this confrontation like the warm sun in winter, calm and firm.
"Simon, have you forgotten your identity and position?" There was no hint of emotion in Raisin's eyes, as if all worldly struggles were irrelevant to him. " Lín Yè is my guest and a warrior I acknowledge. In this territory, every life should be respected."
Simon's expression instantly turned extremely shocked, then into anger and unwillingness. But in the face of Raisin's calm and dignity, he ultimately couldn't retort. He gritted his teeth, a hint of struggle flashing in his eyes, and finally could only lower his head, suppressing his emotions: "As you command, my king." His voice was filled with unwillingness and humiliation, but more so with loyalty and awe towards Raisin.
However, this scene cast a shadow in the heart of Lín Yè. She always stood by Raisin, but she knew in her heart that the world of Bloodline would always be a strange and dangerous land for her. And Raisin, this Blood King, could he really build a bridge for her between these two worlds?
Although Raisin's words calmed the situation, Lín Yè still felt a faint unease. Every step she took hand in hand with Raisin left deep footprints in the world of Bloodline. However, Simon's appearance was like a hidden thorn in the darkness, constantly reminding her of the uncertainty in this relationship.
The neon lights of the city cast the shadows of three people, as if telling a complex story. In the heart of Lín Yè, her gaze shifts between the stern profile of Raisin and the hostile eyes of Simon. She begins to doubt whether Raisin's heart is truly as resolute as he presents it to be.
Simon's presence is not just a challenge, but also a mirror reflecting the deep connection between Raisin and the world of Bloodline. In this dazzling city, Lín Yè feels isolated and alone. She remains a Nightcrawler, while Raisin is the Blood King, and the boundary between them seems to become clearer in this moment.
The night fell like ink, with the starry sky sprinkled above, Lín Yè and Raisin entered the tranquil park. A gentle breeze brushed by, causing the leaves to sway as if whispering. Moonlight spilled onto the ground like silver streams, serene and pure. However, this beautiful night scene could not calm the turbulent emotions in Lín Yè's heart.
She stopped in her tracks, turned to face Raisin, and her eyes were filled with inquiry: " Raisin, are you really sure that the connection between us can bridge the gap between humans and the Bloodline?" Her voice carried a sense of confusion, trembling in the stillness of the night.
Raisin turned around, his deep, ancient well-like eyes gazing firmly at her: " Lín Yè, I once swore that no matter how rugged the road ahead, I would fearlessly walk the path I choose."
A complex light flashed in Lín Yè's eyes, and she gently bit her lip: "But with Simon's appearance, his hostility and mockery towards humans, can you really turn a blind eye to it? The world of Bloodline and the world of humans are like two parallel lines that never intersect."
Raisin shook his head, his gaze piercing through the eyes of Lín Yè, as if trying to see into the depths of her soul: "In my eyes, you are not just a representative of a race, you are Lín Yè, the fearless and courageous female warrior with a star-like radiance. I choose to stand by your side not because of your bloodline or identity, but because of your wisdom, courage, fearlessness, and because of your heart, because of you, just you."
A hint of turmoil appeared in Lín Yè's eyes.
Her gaze wandered in the night sky, the twinkling of the stars reflecting in her eyes like ripples in a tranquil lake. The moonlight gently caressed her face, outlining soft yet determined features. While Raisin's words brought some comfort, the turbulent waves in her heart were not completely calmed. She turned, gazing at the distant stars as if seeking answers, those stars, like the doubts in her heart, shimmering but out of reach.
" Raisin, I admit, Simon's words have stirred the anger in my heart and touched the depths of my fear. Will our relationship not be consumed by the profound hatred between Bloodline and humans?" The voice of Lín Yè revealed concern.
Raisin slowly approached Lín Yè, his deep and resolute eyes gazing at her: " Lín Yè, trust is like a bridge, it cannot be built in a day. Our path may be filled with thorns, but as long as your heart is willing to travel far, I am willing to be your strongest protector. I deeply believe that the light in the depths of our souls is enough to illuminate each other's paths, transcending all boundaries."
Lín Yè turned around, and in those deep and unfathomable eyes, she saw a depth and determination that startled her. This man, as the Blood King, was willing to lower his proud head for her. In him, she saw a kind of dominance, a kind of dominance that made her heart surge.
"Perhaps you are right, Raisin. Our paths may be different, but that doesn't mean we can't move forward together," Lín Yè responded softly, her eyes shimmering with determination.
Their conversation was like whispers in the night breeze, gently drifting. Although the trust and emotions between the two were still fragile, Raisin's sincerity had slightly eased Lín Yè's concerns.
As the night gradually recedes, the dawn's light slowly rises, and warm rays of light sprinkle down on this quiet park. Lín Yè and Raisin stand side by side, their shadows intertwining on the ground like clues of destiny, closely connected. In this moment, two completely different worlds seem to have found the possibility of intersecting.
Comment 0 Comment Count