Novels by NyxNyxNyx

After the brief and sudden confession, the next thing Calderon knew is, they already arrived at Macey's apartment complex wight the girl's directions on where he should drive. Calderon was smiling while Macey tells him a funny story when she first got into the place, but his smile faded almost instantly upon seeing a sight of one man waiting in front of Macey's door. The stranger was holding a bouquet in his right hand and a bag of groceries on the left. “Who are you?” The man asked when they have come face to face. Macey remained silent and looked away in awkwardness. She didn't imagine she would be stuck in the middle of two towering men. She wasn't aware that Jace would pay her a visit that night, nor did the man tell her beforehand. “No, who are you?” Calderon asked back, biting his inner cheeks to contain himself. “Jace. Macey's suitor,” Jace replied with a challenging look on his face. “And you?” “Calderon.”

Calderon has stayed in the library until seven in the evening.If he has patiently waited for over a millennium, a few hours more until Macey is free didn't feel so long.The time has run rather too quickly, though. He waited busily scanning shelves after shelves, picking covers that picks his interest, reading introductions if he likes them, and sitting back down at his table after having a stack in his arms.It has gone like that. He reads books while forcing himself to stay sane despite Macey's lingering scent and his rising thirst. While Macey welcomes visitors and instructs people, gives them library cards for borrowing, registers their names and contacts, and so on.When Macey has called Calderon's attention with a “Hey, we can leave now,” the man has stood up energetically and ran hastily to put the books back on their respective shelves.Calderon has to stop his breath again, so he wouldn't fall into the guilty pleasure of inhal

“Oh, Calderon?” “Macey, hello,” he waved awkwardly when Macey has noticed his presence almost as immediate as he has successfully stepped inside the large, wide, and silent library. “Who are you with?” “No one,” he smiled and then walked near the counter where Macey stands behind. “Just came here to find a novel or any interesting read, you see. Somewhere out here must hold treasure and greatness.” “Sure. Feel free to roam and take the most, please.” Calderon nodded. “I forgot to say this yesterday, but this is such a pretty library you manage. Nearly as pretty as you, but you are incomparable and prettier, of course.” Calderon's eyes have stopped on the news section under the shelf in his front. Just newspapers in the past years, monthly magazine issues, from different eras and generations. And he has reckoned those times in the past when only rich men could afford presses and printed materials. The world has changed in centur

He stared at the business card above his palm.Macey Hermione Monreal, a librarian in town.He chuckled in disbelief. Who would have thought that, just like the cliché and repetitive scenes in all the movies he has watched in his thousand years of existence, he will once experience bumping into a person while he walks in a street, feel a sudden connection, electricity against his skin, and recognize that someone as his past lover in only one eye lock?It was surreal, like a fairy tale, a thing he hasn't believed until it happened to him earlier that day. He felt like dreaming, and he didn't want to wake up from that sleep, not ever again.Before that night ended, only a few counts until dawn, he has found himself clicking on a phone. Macey's number.He has already memorized it in mind, afraid he might lose the only card he holds on to.When he was able to type

A familiar name has slipped off Calderon's tongue, “Macey...”“Huh?” The girl looked nothing but fully shocked. Calderon has received a stern stare, and fear grew in him, thinking his eyes must still be red, and the girl has seen it.His calm came back in a minute, though, when the girl asked, “How... how did you know my name?”His brows furrowed. Macey could remember her name in the past life she had, or she still has the same name?“Of course, I—”“This is my first time in forever to have met you, Sir. How did you know my name?”It struck him like a bolt of lightning. Same name, they have the same name. Different face and body, same name and soul. That was her destiny.“You just... look like a Macey,” he gulped, then whispered, “My Macey.”

“How were you certain that reincarnation is real?”“I've seen a few familiar people, I'm almost confident that they were the same soul I've met before. I even recognized my parents, just once… and they don't have a kid, ever. Maybe because… my soul is still here, stuck, unable to move into the afterlife, and go through the process of incarnation.”Jarvy blew the air he has refrained to let out in thirty seconds. “I wish you find her sooner or later, then.”“Hopefully,” Calderon beamed a smile. “Anyway, I might want to leave now. I should walk around, and the possibility to see her in the streets during broad daylight is high.”“Take care, Sir.”“Jarvy, I told you already that Calderon is fine. Call me just Cal,” Calderon mumbled like a whine before he has vanished from Jarvy's front.With his two hands inside the worn blazer's pocket, his feet s