My Beloved Has Risen from Death’s Embrace

At the racetrack, suddenly someone shouted in horror, “Oh no! She’s lost control of her motorcycle, and it’s smashed through the barrier

At the judges‘ booth for the “Realm of Illusions” project, Orion abruptly stood up, his grip tightening around the black bandage in his hand before he slammed it down to the ground.

Before anyone could react, a loud explosion echoed across the field! Còntens bel0ngs to Nô(v)elDr/a/ma.Org

The high–speed motorcycle, having shattered the barrier, left behind vicious skid marks on the track before erupting into a massive blaze, engulfing the sleek blue bike and scattering fiery debris everywhere.

The vibrant image of a young girl vanished in the fierce flames, the scene turning surreal as if it were all an illusion, causing Orion’s pupils to shrink to pinpoints, losing focus.

“Ah!”

“The bike exploded! It exploded!”

“Ms. Nightshade is still on it!”

“Someone, help, quick, call 911! Call 911!”

Panic, chaos, and cries for help erupted from the crowd, everyone immersed in the sudden, horrific accident. Only a tall, imposing figure rushed into the fire like a whirlwind.

“Mr. Lockwood!

“Chairman Lockwood, the explosion is still ongoing: you can’t get near!”

“Stop him; the fire’s too i

intense.”

Cedric, terrified, immediately chased after him, while Isabella, watching the monstrous flames as if they were special effects from a horror movie, felt her legs give way beneath her, “That big fire, can Xanthea still be alive” Could she still be alive?

Finally, it was all coming to an end! She would soon be the rightful heiress of the Nightshade family, the leading actress of Oli–hea Media, the center of everyone’s attention.

No one would compete with her anymore! From the back of the crowd, Miranda watched the scene unfold with a gleam of thrill in her

eyes.

The Tron light cycle’s blaze lasted only a few seconds. When Orion reached the site of the explosion, all that was left were scattered remnants and not a trace of the girl.

The sight of the blackened destruction made the man’s eyes seem bottomless,

His mind went blank, a buzzing sound filled his ears, and a wave of nausea surged through him, choking any words he might have tried to say, reminiscent of a massive fire years ago.

Then, he saw a black hair tie lying quietly beside the still–burning engine cover. His whole being emptied, as if his soul had been instantly extracted, leaving him unable to react.

Suddenly, the sound of water came from a lake beside the track.

Xanthea emerged from the water, gasping for air like a fish out of water, brushing her wet hair back from her face.

What a stroke of luck! If it weren’t for the lake beside the track, she might have had to say goodbye to this beautiful world with her second miraculous lease on life!

She barely opened her eyes, about to climb ashore, when she saw a tall, striking figure near the center of the explosion. Orion?

Why was he here?

It was strange, every time danger struck, he was the first to rush to her side. Memories of school and Lakeside Manor flashed through Xanthea’s mind, and she couldn’t help but call out, “Orion?”