Novels by M.M Fareeda

Why won't he say something, can't he suddenly make use of his mouth, c'mon Lucien tell me. She growled inwardly, staring anxiously at him.Has something gone wrong?"Maria needs the heart of a wizard, she's suffering from an ailment." He said feebly."And Andrew?""He's on the lookout for one." He drew and she sighed heavily.Pushing her lips into her mouth, she swallowed, "there's a fresh wizard body in my room." She revealed and Lucien tilt his neck to look at her."What are we still waiting for, let's go get it." He rushed, hoping they would just get on their feets and move but with the pale face of Special he knew something was up. "What is troubling you?" He inquired and her shoulders dropped."I promised not to return to that palace, he mustn't see me, if he sees me something terrible will happen." She sa

Special appeared at the doorstep and placed her hand on the doorknob. Was she ready to do this? Why was she finding it so hard to go inside?Lucien had left her in a very painful way but then again they are the only people that knows her for who she is, they can't just ditch her over some mistakes she didn't make on purpose. If she were to leave, what reason would she provide to her annoying subconscious? She doesn't have feelings, how is she to feel any bad going to them.Maybe because she feels hate towards those that hurt her, it's true Lucien pricked a tiny hate from within her but he came to be that wizard that he enjoys working with. Too bad their business had to end early.Tired of battling with her subconscious she released her hold from the door and moved backward, she wasn't ready to face any refusal. She walked away climbing on a huge tree a few distance away from the house.

Abel ran into her room shutting the door behind her, she wasn't sure of what she had seen but her eyes weren't deceiving her either. She had seen an extremely tall figure sauntering into the walls, it wasn't the witches, was it? Heavens! She wasn't ready for all these battling questions coming in and out of her, she just wanted to be free from it all but seems that's definitely not gonna happen, she was sorta scared of leaving the four walls of the palace apparently she wasn't gonna step out for like ten days or so, pfft. Her hair is so whacked up already, she hasn't even gotten any time to brush, not to mention looking at the mirror, she fears she might dissolve into the air if Blair appears before her. Her eyes have gone puffy and swollen, enough bags to make them all heavy and blurry, she clearly hasn't gotten any sleep and to think it was midnight, crap! She needed to be close to somebody to overcome her

He walked angrily to the room and waited for her, suddenly she appeared, a grin plastered on her face. "How could I not know you were the one behind it, tell me do you feel better now?" "Much better." Special replied, tilting her head. The guard glared at her and huffed. "It's enough, you're doing more than we bargained for, the Queen was out of the deal, why put her in coma?" "Because you have a love interest, I am not human, you should be thankful I didn't do worse." "You're such a teaser, as much as I hate royalty I don't like death either so you should stop this madness." He sneered. "I stopped that couple of minutes ago." She said breezily and walked to the bed, "I think you should learn to mind your business you just made me look like a clown before the prince, you do know what he will be thinking right now." "That you're a magician, w

Author awaited the she-devils feedback. Weren't they able to track Blair and why haven't they bothered to come see him. He got up from his seat and punched the wall aggressively. He was tired of waiting, why won't they just get him Octavia and her stupid look-aike. He ran his fingers in his hair, his eyes fixed to the door, he was having hopes that they were on their way to him already. Hopefully, they were. The she-devils walked in and stood a distance away from him, he raised his head up and his eyes rested on them. "Why are you just coming and where is Octavia?" He asked, his eyes pinned on theirs. " We couldn't get her but we are still not gonna give up." Claire said and watched the dissatisfaction in Author's eyes. "We got something, there's something in Medusa." She further said and Author huffed. "By something.. do you mean the staff? We don't need it anywh

Prince Jeiel was having his meal when a knock came from the door, he stopped eating, perhaps waiting for the guard to walk in. Just when he wanted to continue another knock came. "Come in." He said and the door opened but nobody came in. He looked at it as nothing and continued eating, just then some noise started coming from his study room. He was just gonna have his meal and rest. He stood up tirelessly and was about to move when his food fell down messing up the floor. "Shit!" He cursed. His button got stuck with the table cloth. "Urghhhh!" He would call a maid to clean it later but now he needs to know what's making the noise in his study room. Twisting the door knob slowly he peeped inside but saw nothing, it was a harmless breeze coming from the window that was making the books flip. He pushed the door open and walked inside, heading straight to the window. Locking it, he bent down to pack the scrolls on the

...As I and Nathan made our way towards the outskirts of the club where Bethel was fixing Mark up, there’s only one thing in my mind. My boyfriend is an underground street fighter. I’m dating a street fighter!!!I mean after beating those three hefty guys, he only had a few bruises. I know they were drunk but damn, three?Now I really should get to know my boyfriend.“And what the hell do you think you are doing here?” I was so overwhelmed that I didn’t know how we walked up to Mark. Mark was sitting on the floor while Bethel knelt beside him. He was looking a bit better than how he was earlier only that he was casting Nathan a death glare“Mark,” I sniffled as I rushed towards him squatting before me “what the hell are you doing in this bar? Did you get drunk? How did you get into a fight? Mark are you alright?” I bombarded him with questions while checking him out but then Mark did the one thing that hurt me to tBone... he yanked my hands off him.“What does it look like to you hu

Chapter 25As I took harsh gulps from the bottle of water, Bethel was staring at me all these while like a detective ready to torture a criminal with those dumb and heart wretching interrogation. In Fact the looks Bethel was giving me is capable of murdering someone, I wonder why I haven’t died yet. Well who knows maybe I’ve got nine lives, I mean with all these torment and torture this stupid game had bestowed on me, I should be rotting six feets under. “Now tell me Clarissa what the hell were you thinking?” Bethel fired at me the moment I dropped the water from my mouth. I’ve quite expected that. From the moment Nathan told Bethel about my attempt against my will, she has on this look that vouchsafe a lot of things. Her face was blanketed with rage but deep in eyes glistened so much hurt, the same look that was in Nathan’s face and honestly I didn’t like it. I know Bethel had a lot to say but firstly she and Nathan served as a cover for me as they led me to the restroom where I had

Chapter 24If I say the latest happenings weren't drifting life out of me I would be a terrible liar, I am bent under my reading table crying my eyes out.I miss him, I miss him so much that I can't find any sleep. At some point Xavier was there for me, he was the only one by my side. He walked dude by side with me when Royce died, from the police station to the court.Was it love, comfort, belonging? He was more than that to me and I feel so horrible he had to die in my hands. Why him? I thought the game kills people that I love, or is it because of the soft spot I was garnering for him that he died next.Fuck! What am I saying? I can't deny the fact that I like Xavier but it's just that out of all my friends he's the one I like less. I snuggle my pillow to my chest and take a deep sigh, hugging my knees.I remained in that position that I didn't know when I slept off.*"Clary food is ready!" I heard Dad's voice from the bathroom. Last night I slept in a very uncomfortable position

Chapter 23My feets suddenly couldn't hold my weight anymore, my legs where quivering and staring at the angry students behind me made me slumped.My ears were blaring fire, I couldn't say a word. My lips where wobbling trying to mutter words that never came out, tears blinded my vision and I wish I could just die.Shouts and screams rented my ears, the air was already corrupt and some angry students where busy laying curses on me, whilst others where accusing me of murder.Well, if it's not murder then it's what?"It was an ancident." My hoarse voice replied. The principal smashed his fist on the table, shooting balls my way.Nathan, Bethel, Mark and I were defending ourselves in the principal's office. Earlier on while I was wishing death to happen to me the head teacher grabbed me and told the others to follow suit and now we are facing a cruel interrogation."The last time I called you guys here was when Annabel died and now not only two of you are missing, three are dead. Now how

Chapter 22Seconds, minutes or hours passed, I don’t really know but it just felt like I had been paralyzed by a strong force holding me rigid for eternity. My head tightened in vice-like grip, the only thing moving were my fingers against my phone. It was trembling beyond control. Tossing my phone across my room which luckily landed on my table rug, I collapsed on the bed. Different thoughts, all the fears and anxiety were niggling at me but I fought to push them away. I smuggled and curled up on the bed, my fingers shoved into my hair, I kept whispering to myself “No! No! No! No!” I don’t want to think about who’ll die next. Right now I want a genie to appear here and grant me just one wish. “I wish everything, all these is just a horrible dream and when I wake up everything will be over. No one ever died But where’s Genie when you need him? The more I think about it the more reality is catching up with me, and there’s this thing in my gut, this deep seated feeling that keeps

Chapter 21I was sitting on the stairs that lead to Xavier's house. I could have ran further, maybe ran home but my tears were so heavy and uncontrollable, I didn't want anything bad to happen again so I just sat down there reminiscing on my life.I felt a hand on my shoulder and I turned swiftly to know who it was, "Bethel." I crooked, she gave me a pale look and sat next to me.I turned my face away and gaze at the setting sun, for the first time I felt relaxed. I should give my body some peace too, right? The cool evening breeze swept my hair backwards, making strands fall into my mouth."The evening is so cool." Bethel cooed and I stared at nothingness."Yeah. And so beautiful." I muttered slowly. She put her hand around my shoulders, turning my head to look at her in the process."You're beautiful.." she whispered and I just looked at her, "you're the strongest girl I've ever known, you're courageous and vibrant-" I didn't know when a tear slipped down my eye. She cleaned it with