Novels by Tadiwanshe

They arrive back to their world of Xnandria and the master is barely alive. She worries that he's going to bleed to death and die. It's a known fact that the wounds of the wings never heal, especially if the creature who tore them out is a powerful angel who's also half angel. "Brothers , sisters!" She cries for help as she carries the master into his temple. "Achilles!" She calls for her sister. "Master is dying!" They get into the temple and it's unusually empty with the exception of Zacharie, Hasiah and Achilles who's sitting in the master's chair by the way. Zacharie and Hasiah stand beside, making no attempt to come help help her with the master. "So the girl managed to remove his wings, I hear the wounds never heal." Achilles dares to say. Sarrtina senses a shift in her sister's loyalty. "Achilles what are you doing?" "My brothers and I have been talking a

The sun's getting real low, it's finally over, Soliaire is out of my life now. I managed to defeat him and I managed to stay alive. It's the end of all of this and finally I can breathe easily. I can finally move on from this chapter of my life. Now I can be with Sky and we can get married. "Heaven," Sky finally approaches me. "Are you okay?" He asks but I don't reply him I just grab him and pull him in for a tight hug. "It's finally over, we can be together peacefully and we can finally get married." I tell him as I hold on tightly. "Are you sure you are okay?" He's still pretty shaken up with everything that's just happened. "Yes yes, I'm fine." I try to convince him. "Are you ok though, you are not hurt?" I briefly let him go so I can look at him to see for myself that he is indeed ok. "Yes I'm fine but you don't look fine." I frown. "What do y

I am not afraid anymore. I'm going to fight and I'm going to stay alive, for Sky and for myself. If something were to happen to me, it would kill him just as much as it kills me and I can't do that to him. He deserves to be happy and after I win this fight I'm going to devote the rest of my life to making him happy. Soliaire looks at home on Alice's couch, I suppose the color does go with his dark demeanor. While he looks relaxed and calm on the couch, Sarrtina, Achilles and the other two men I believe to be Zacharie and Hasiah, look like their are ready for a fight. It goes without saying that Zaralina and I are quite numbered. It's the five of them against the two of us. And if we are going to get out of this one alive, I have to believe that the reason Soliaire pulled out the big guns is because he fears that I'm stronger than him and can actually fight him. Zaralina won't let me walk further into the room

It takes me about two hours to explain everything going on to Sky. We have moved to the bed, deciding it's best to talk about this while sitting down, or in this case lying down. "So if you are mistress, what does that make me, master?" He asks teasingly. I lean up on my elbow to look at him, wondering just how he can be amused at a time like this. I swat his arm. "What is wrong with you?" I ask trying to sound serious but I can't contain my laughter. He laughs too, grabbing me and pulling me on top of me. "Clearly missing so much school is messing with my brain." "Yeah, clearly." I mock him, my fingers messing with his hair. "Goes to show how much I love you. Before you, I had never skipped school but now I do it so naturally. You are so lucky I love you." Only Sky can be funny and sweet at the same time. I start to kissing him, passionately on t

"Mistress!" Her voice is frantic as she shakes me. "Wake up!" My eyes snap open only to see that I'm in my room, safe and sound. Zaralina is hovering over me and if I'm not mistaken, she actually looks worried. I sit up, momentarily touching my back to see if my wings are still intact. The whole thing just felt so real that I need confirmation that I'm alright and that nothing actually happened. "Do not worry, they are still there." Zaralina says, clearly reading my mind. Feeling embarrassed by the fact that she's caught me weirdly touching my back, I immediately stop. "I just wanted to check." I tell her awkwardly, I'm still not a friendly basis. "I understand." She says as she sits besides me on my bed. "You had the vision, didn't you?" I nod. "Yes, he killed me." "Soliaire can be vicious when his power is threatened

Send your dreams where nobody hides Give your tears to the tide No time No time It's official, Wait is now my new favorite song. It's calming and distracting enough. It makes me feel like I'm in a different world, one where I can go to sleep and actually dream peacefully. But unfortunately I'm not in that world, I'm in this one, this never ending nightmare that is my life. I have to say, if it weren't for my unconditional love for Sky, I would save Soliaire the trouble and just kill myself because this is seriously getting out of hand. I even feel like a prisoner in my own house. With all these intruders invading my house in the middle of the night, I'm starting to feel out of place here. Amelia removes my earphones. "You are not a prisoner." She assures me. "We just want to keep you safe."

Fake it till you make it. It's something I always say to my friends and now I gotta practice what I preach. It won't be hard, for most of my life I have always believed that I'm a character, a nearly perfect girl.Effortlessly beautiful, smart, confident and of course a badass queen. And I managed to bring that character to life, morphing into her since I was a little girl.But as I stare at the mirror, looking back at my reflection, I see the me I was before I transformed into my true self. It's her, the disgusting dirty little girl, the person I despise most in the world.She's mocking me, laughing at the fact that one grave mistake, one drunken escapade fuelled with intense lust and anger has brought back all those ugly memories I have always managed to suppress.A lot of things went wrong on the night of my birthday and I have so many regrets. If I could take it all back I would, but I can't so there's no point in dwelling on the negative. This will just be another memory I will s

"The number you have dialed is not available, please try later"That's it, my brother is officially an asshole. I have been calling that son of a bitch for days now and he's still ignoring me.Well, fuck him. I'm done feeling bad for doing what I had to to survive. I'm sorry for leaving him in that shit hole but I had no choice since that poor excuse of our mother basically kicked me out.But to be fair I think kicking me out might just be the best thing Delores Monroe has ever done for me. Living with my mother and that asshole boyfriend was living nightmare.The physical and verbal abuse were not even the worst part of living with Marshall, it was inhumane behavior and Delores's refusal to acknowledge his cruelty towards us that always hurt me and unfortunately it destroyed my brother even more, sadly it still does."Tatiana," I snap out of my thoughts to look at Lukas."Oh hey Lukas." I try my best to smile at him. I like Lukas, he's good to my friend and Lord knows it's not easy t

Fuck intermittent fasting, I'm having some candy and a whole lot of alcohol. This party sucks and frankly so does Kristen. So this is what it feels like to be heartbroken? The pain I felt as I watched the girl I'm hopelessly and stupidly inlove with kissing someone else left me empty. It's still there because I can still picture it in my head, Santiago and Kristen touching, hugging, laughing and finally kissing. All my worst fears were realized when I saw them together in the pool, fully clothed as they made out in the water. I feel so broken and I just want that to go away, I don't care how. So here I am, sitting cross legged on the kitchen counter and stuffing myself with chips. I think there's weed in these but it's not doing anything for me. I need something stronger, something to make me forget about what will forever be known as the worst night of my life. And then suddenly my prayers are answered when I spot Liam talking to some shirtless guy. I don't know his name but I ha

Well, this isn't how I pictured the night going.I woke up two hours earlier than usual today and went online to order quite a number of outfits. I was excited about the party and so was my mother who even offered to do my hair and makeup. Of course she was a little hesitant about helping me dress up as Emilia Clarke's character from Game Of Thrones but then shrugged it off when she realized this was probably my only chance at a 'normal' social life.But now that here, sitting alone with my legs in the balcony pool, I'm wondering if coming here was a mistake. I have barely interacted with my friends and I can't help but think that Max may be avoiding me. Or maybe I'm just imagining things, but what am I supposed to think when I'm at my best friend's birthday party but am surrounded by a bunch of teenagers I don't even know? "Well well well, if it isn't my little school buddy." A voice from behind me slurs.I turn around only to see Santiago. Well, this is a surprise, I didn't know Sa

I'm sorry. Idk wat I was thinking. Pliz talk 2 me.Genesis pliz.How long re u going 2 ignore?? How can u be such a bitch to me after everything u put thru?! I still ve dat video u know!!!Okay I will delete the video but pliz give me another chance.....Santiago's endless texts go from remorseful to anger and then back to being remorseful. I haven't responded to a single one of them. I have nothing to say to him, actually I do but none of it is what he wants to hear.It's weird being the bitchy one for a change. I usually leave bitchiness to Mckayla and Tatiana because I'm the nice one, the most carefree and easily approachable one of the group.And it's not just Santiago I'm not talking to, I'm not talking to Kristen either. Call me irrational but her sudden closeness to Santiago is something I can't stand. Santiago is my enemy now and the fact that Kristen is suddenly getting cosy with him makes me not want to be around her at the moment.And speaking of the devil I can see Kristen

Not much gets past me so I can't help but think there's more to Tatiana's story than a violent altercation between her and her mother's so called boyfriend. Don't get me wrong, I know she's being truthful about him being violent towards her, he's done it before and I have seen firsthand the bruises that bastard has unapologetically left on my best friend.And in the past everytime it happened I always begged her to move into our house, and I hate begging, but for Tatiana's sake I put my pride aside and tried to save her from her miserable life.Of course she wouldn't let me, coming up with different excuses each time I brought up the subject of her moving out. Whether it was the fact that she couldn't just leave her brother to fend for himself or that she didn't want to impose on me and my family, she was never short on excuses.But now all that has changed because a few days ago Tatiana showed up on our doorstep looking more vulnerable and emotional than I have ever seen her before.

Marcus ignored his housekeeper's judgemental glare as she excused herself from his office. He had declined dinner, choosing whiskey in favor of whatever Charlene had made. Of course the older woman didn't approve of Marcus's drinking, and with good reason too, but she didn't say anything about it.And it was a good choice on her part because with the mood Marcus was in right now, he would have probably fired her if she had dared spoken out of turn.As he downed the rest of his drink, he thought about how much his life would be easier if Angelique hadn't backed out of marrying him last minute. She was a professional and she fancied herself in love with him so she wouldn't cause any problems for him and she certainly wouldn't defy the way that little brat Diana did.He still couldn't believe she had slapped him but what pissed him off the most was the growing friendship between her and Sebastian. He didn't like it on

"I forbid you to see Sebastian ever again!" Marcus barked as they entered their mansion. Diana starred at him like he had lost his mind. He had been silent the whole trip back to their house and now he dared to shout at her, who did he think he was? "Excuse me?" "You heard me! You will not see him again!" He repeated, louder this time. "That's what I thought you said but guess what, I will be seeing him again whether you like it or not." She huffed and started to walk away but he grabbed her arm to stop her. "What did you just say to me?" Marcus asked her, his grip on her tightening. "You heard me!" Diana shouted back. "I'm not going to stop seeing my friend just because you can't handle it." "Friend?" Marcus scoffed. "He's not your friend. He's just getting close to antagonize me." &nbs

It turns out Sebastian was actually pretty good at his job, Diana had to give him that. With so little effort, he had managed to get Diana to indirectly confirm that she didn't know much about Marcus's past which begs the question, if they were so in love how come they didn't know much about each other?"You don't know Eva?" Sebastian asked her.Diana looked away from him. "Well, ummm...." She didn't know what to say, she didn't want to give away any clues about what was really going on in her marriage. "Marcus and I don't really talk about past relationships." She looked back at him,Sebastian eyed her with skepticism. "Hmmm, that makes a lot of sense." Of course he didn't buy that but Diana knew he was too smart to outright ask what he really wanted to know.Well, two could play that game. "But you can tell me about Eva. I really want to know." And she did,

There was nothing in the world better than an unlimited credit card . Well maybe flaunting that credit card in the same store where the bitch of a sales assistant was rude to you last month when she thought you were a nobody is also a great but it's a close second compared to the joys of shopping your heart out with no worries of being cut of or reprimanded by your father. And that's exactly how Diana felt as she tried on clothes in the third store she had visited that day. "So how do I look?" Diana asked the saleswoman who looked anything but excited to be doing her job. "Dashing," the other woman said. "You look stunning." Diana didn't miss the hint of sarcasm in the woman's voice. "Really, isn't it too short?" Diana asked as she twirled around in the poker dot black and white dress. "Plus it has too many dots and I have always had this phobia of spots...." "Oh my God!" The s

Marcus was fuming, for so many reasons and one of them was the face that Diana has defied him, again! He was already having a tough enough morning with what happened last night, and his mood only got worse when his housekeeper informed him that 'the lady of the house', Diana, had forbade her from removing his clothes from his bedroom. What was that girl's problem, apart from the fact that she seems to get off on testing him patience and his self control? He marched to his bedroom, ready to lay down the law and show just who exactly was in charge. But before he could even enter his room, he had loud music coming from the inside. What the hell, did she think that this was some kind of a nightclub? He barged into his bedroom and for a second he couldn't recognize it. What had she done? There were clothes everywhere, on the floor, on his bed. Everything was just so

The bright light of the morning sun woke up Diana. She opened and closed her eyes before fully waking up.The first thing she noticed was that she was alone in Marcus's bed, he had left her and because she slept like a rock, she couldn't tell when exactly he had left her.Damn it! What was his problem?"Good morning Mrs Navarro."Diana was startled by the middle aged woman in her bedroom, well Marcus's bedroom. How distracted was she by Marcus's absence that she hadn't noticed this woman?"Bloody hell! You scared me!" Diana shouted but mostly because she was irritated with Marcus and not this woman."I'm sorry Mrs Navarro," the woman apologized, making Diana feel bad for her outburst. "I didn't mean to wake you, or scare you."Diana sighed. "It's okay. Who are you anyway and what are you doi