My Beloved Has Risen from Death’s Embrace

Chapter 91

“Why?”

Xanthea’s brow furrowed, and before he could reply, Isobelin’s mocking laughter rang out, her expression one of ridiculous amusement It seemed she found the notion of Xanthen’s aspirations ludicrous

Standing haughtily behind Orion, just as she had at the nuction, the scene was a bitter parody. Why, indeed?

Because the role in “Realm of Illusions” was tailor–made for Isabella from the start. Why then stage this whole open audition char

mock her?

Watching her exhaust every resource, striving desperately for a script that was never truly within her reach, did they find it amusing. laughable even?

Xanthea’s gaze tumed icy in an instant. She jerked her hand away from Orion, who was applying ointment to her wounds, and stormed off, “Hypocrite.”

bottle in the man’s hand crashed to the floor, chattering into pieces, some of which sprayed onto Isabella, causing her to yelp and

Orion’s deep, resonant voice boomed,

Nightshade, Mr. Lockwood didn’t mean

to explain, but Xanthea

Her motorcycle was completely destroyed in the explosion. How

watched the Bentley speed away, her long nails digging into her palms in fury. What

Ms. Nightshade

like the perfect embodiment of Phoenix, the novel’s heroine. The project team

let’s discuss this

riverside was noisy, and soon dispersed. Cedric, failing to catch up with the car,

down, picking up fragments of the shattered bottle, some of which had embedded into

stop. You’re