Novels by TAI_95V

4 YEARS LATER " I'm as yellow as the school bus, I'm free and Dark blue as the skies at night, I'm overwhelmed " Fleurie stood in front of the cell's silver bars and said while smiling slightly. " What do you want? " Marisa scoffed, averted her eyes and looked at the cement floor while biting her nails. " To check up on you " Fleurie sat in front of the cell, carefully so she won't touch the silver bars. " What do you want? " she asked again and her voice is filled with void and coldness. Marisa's hair was short, she asked them to cut it short when they decided to put her in the cells as long as she's in the cells, they gave her clothes and toiletries so she can be escorted to one of the bathrooms in the dungeon. " To see how you're doing, you will spend more years here and would be sent to werewolves rehab centre " Fleurie sighed and looked at her fondly, she still considers her as her friend.

Third Point of View:Waking up to the warmth and scent of your mate is the best thing to feel for Apollo.He yawned, stretching his arms above his head with a long satisfying groan." Good morning " he was startled by his mate's deep voice. Xaun kissed his mate on the forehead and tucked him closer to him."Morning," Apollo murmured softly and had this strong urge to pinch his mate's sexy bare chest, so he did."Aaah, why did you do that, baby?" Xaun asked, frowning as well as smiling faintly."I felt like it," Apollo said simply with a small shrug."Really?" Xaun raises his brow, an amused expression on his face."Really," his mate replied, smiling innocently mischievously.Xaun sneaked his rough and strong hands to his mate's waist, taking care not to alarm or alert him. He smiled evilly and his hands darted, attacking his mate with a wave of tickling.Apollo gasped and fell back, giggling hysterically, and began to beg his husband to stop, because being tickled is like being happy r

Third Point Of View: "I'm thrilled you two managed to get back next to each other," Isis said in the most bored-out voice ever. "We have to start training you both, Tsillah will not wait until you finish training," Isis continued, pointing to Graysen and Fleurie, who were still tightly embracing her brother. Fleurie raised her rage-filled eyes to Isis. "Let us begin today; I want to destroy them; I will burn their wicked world to the ground," Fleurie seethed. "Together," Ryan said into her hair, pulling back to face his sister. The sister he neglected. The sister he neglected. "We're going to show them how pain feels like," Ryan said, leaning in to kiss his sister on her forehead. Graysen smiled as he observed the interaction. Graysen smiled as he observed the interaction. "Let's go to the training arena, we haven't checked it yet," Graysen said as he drew the siblings up. "I will lead you to it," Xaun said, and Apollo followed his mate as he began to walk outside. "How ab

The morning came with their hearts still aching. Fleurie's forehead is throbbing from the torment she has endured. She refuses to see him. She does not want to see anyone. She only wants to be with her mate. She just wants to be surrounded by her mate's warmth, scent, and everything else related to her mate. The mere thought of her brother's presence causes her to shake with rage. He abandoned her. He didn't return to her. He abandoned her to a monster which completely destroyed her life. A monster who left mental scars on her. Her childhood was ruined by a monster. A monster that had contaminated every part of her body. She would never be able to forgive him. "What are you thinking about?" her mate's deep voice interrupted her thoughts. She stared silently into his eyes. She traced his face with the tip of her fingers slowly. She smiled but immediately winced due to her forehead. "Be careful," Graysen warned, gently kissing her stitched forehead. "You're handsome,"

Third Point Of View: Fleurie frowned at the sound of the familiar name; the realization hit her quickly, and memories rushed back like wild waves in the middle of a storm. Her heart swelled and exploded with pain; her brother had returned, and just seeing him caused her pain; the sadness drained through her rather than skating over her skin. It managed to pass through every cell on its way to the ground. She filtered it, but strangely, she kept what was pure, leaving only the dirt. She arose from the couch, her body shaking and trembling. She dashed toward the stairwell, tears streaming down her sunken cheeks. Ryan's heart was clenched in agony. Marisa chased her up the stairwell, and Apollo quickly flew toward the stairs; whenever the vibes become gloomy and intense, he shifts immediately. Graysen felt her anguish, but he needed to finish dealing with them before going after his mate. Fleurie slammed the door shut and curled up in one of the room's corners. Marisa rushed into

Third Point Of View: Fleurie stayed in the castle today, stressed out by all that had occurred to her in the last several days. From the mate thing to the kingdom, it all was overwhelming. She lay on her, and her mate's bed, looking at the ceiling, her mind empty of thoughts, and she felt empty on the inside. The profound hole in her heart, as well as the mental scar caused by her father, are becoming deeper by the day, like a shard of broken glass that she cannot reverse. She had the feeling she may break in at any moment. She does not want to be in this pain any longer. Why can't she simply let it all go? Why can't it all come to an end? why? Why is life so difficult in our world? What had she done to deserve such torture? What was Luna thinking when she did this to her? Why did she choose Graysen as her mate? He is deserving of someone better. He deserves someone who isn't as damaged as she is. He deserves someone lovely. The small kid within her desired to survive, bu

Waking up was the last thing he wished for.Couldn't it just end?Couldn't it just stop?Couldn't his heart start losing hope and stop beating uselessly?He's pitying his functioning organs.He tries to get up but his body stopped at the pain he's feeling, he groans loudly and slams his head back onto the soft pillow.The softest he had."You finally woke up," The deep voice says.Mr Garret smiles slightly and looks at Ace's face.Ace is unable to form any words, it's as if someone is squeezing his throat to stop him from talking, so he kept on staring." Who did this to you!?" Mr Garret points at his bare bandaged body.Ace looks down at himself with an

It's was about 7 pm when Ace sneaked out of the house.Those magical walks were some of his happiest times, he's at ease and comfortable." you ok ?!" Oren's voice is loud and clear.Ace snaps his head towards the voice.He hmmm and walks faster.Oren has been messing with his mind."Where are you going ?! " Oren asks and follows Ace without breaking a sweat." nowhere," Ace shrugs and continues walking." Does anyone know that you're out here?" Oren asks, Ace glares at him, he's annoying him." No," Ace snaps at him and stops walking."What do you want?!" Ace frowns and asks."I'm just here to fill up the broken Windows in your heart," Oren says softly.Ace continues walking and completely ignores Oren." your brothers care about you," Ace scoffed." you're pathetic,"Ace stops chuckles and looks back at Oren."I'm not," He grits his teeth." You are, You're hiding away fr

" We have, strong electrolytes and weakelectrolytes, " Mr Garret voice faded away.Ace's thoughts invaded his mind in the middle of the class, he looked out of the windows, he's always looking out of the window.Mr Garret got tired of scolding him to pay attention to the lessons, he would always ask him suddenly but Ace already knows what they are talking about, he's smarter than most of the students in his class.Ace always does that in winter, staring out the window and wait for spring, he hates winter and hates the end of the year.Ace's favourite thing about winter is when it's over.Ace gets weak in winter, he would be left alone, sick and in pain while his family goes to have a good time on their vacation.He always stays alone in winter.He prays that this winter will be gentle and a kind season of rest from the wheel of the mind." Ace?" Ace snapped his head towards Mr Garret's voice, the classroom is empty of stude

𝙰𝚌𝚎 𝙰𝚕𝚊𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚛" How was your day?" Ace mother asked.She didn't ask him which is not a surprise.She asked Asher, his younger brother.All of them got the chance to be asked.All of them got the chance to talk and get it off their shoulders.Ace didn't have that chance.His elbows were off the table.Their elbows were on the table.He sits up straight.Their bodies were sprawled into the chairs.He's chewing with his mouth shut.They are chewing so loud and he's disgusted with it.He's not talking.

𝙰𝚌𝚎𝙰𝚕𝚊𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚛7 years old.The brown-haired boy stood there looking at the woman helping her kids choose the toys they wanted.Ace didn't get help from her, he's shy, anxious that she's going to return the ten dollars teddy bear that he brought.His soft small hand clenched the ear of the brown teddy bear, he pouted and with a shaking body, he approached his mother."mom, " he whispered but the woman didn't even glance towards him, his eyes welled up with tears and he tried again."mom, " he called, a little bit louder than before.Anne, his mother, snapped her head towards him and frowned upon his small feminine posture."what?" She snapped and he flinched, casting his eyes towards his worn-out convenience store shoes.He showed her the brown teddy bear with hope filling his light brown eyes." can you buy me this?" he whispe

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