©Novel Buddy
PREVIEW
... s chest, suffocating him as though the very ground itself was complicit in his agony. His body ached with a pain too deep to remember, a pain that seemed to seep into his very bones, pulsing through his veins like a living thing. There was no sound, only the heavy, cloying silence of death—its oppressive presence closing in from all sides.
Then, like a crack in the dark, a single, faint breath—his own—ripped through the stillness, a gasp of life clawing against the grip of an eternal gra ...
YOU MAY ALSO LIKE
Chapter 97 (end)
Chapter 87 - Foreboding
Chapter 987