Novels by Anna Derilo

"Anything huh?" the older man stroked his chin and thought of what he should take in return to this young man's request. "My Lord, I am willing to give up anything for her - for you to grant my request." The younger man asked fervently, he is now clinging to his leg. He grabbed the young man's hair and made him look directly into his eyes. And what he had seen were eyes welling with determination. This guy is tough and has already made his decision. "You love her that much you are willing to bend the rules of our world?" His coal-black eyes were burning with conviction. "What if she can't love you back?"The young man's eyes flickered in a second, then it returned to its fierceness. "She would love me… " was his only reply. Aestraeus' laughter filled the room. He tapped the young man's shoulders heavily, multiple times. "And you know what will happen if she doesn't , right? You will fade in despair and that would be the saddest death.""I am not afraid, my Lord. Death

"You?!" It was Kara's voiceless question, she never left her eye contact with this man. It was the same mysterious man whom she thought was a gruesome monster at school and had eventually saved her from Kendra. Now, here he is and saved her again in an accident that could have cost her life. "Are you a stalker?" It wasn't the question she was supposed to ask but it came up anyway. The man did not give up a hint of emotion this time, unlike their encounter at school. He gently put her back on her feet as he remained silent. "Who are you? Why are you here? Are you following me?!" Kara's tirade of questions. But the man just turned his back to her, preparing to walk away. She instantly grabbed his steel-hard, muscular arm. He looked at her with such intensity that made the heat creep to her cheeks. Good thing it was dim and whether she is blushing or not, it is not obvious. She instantly withdrew her hands and kept them beside her. Still she was waiting for an answer yet

She's been here for hours now and has been screaming ever since. The dark had crept leaving the room in darkness. Kara is in a panic. She doesn't want to be left in this desolate stockroom nor stay here until somebody finds her. What if no one finds her? Will this place be her grave? She tried to focus, she must escape. Or the darkness will creep again and torment her. She needs a light. Her cellphone! She rummaged through her bag, where it is sitting at the bottom of her old, blue jansport bag. She opened the flashlight from her cell phone and somehow it broke the darkness. Is there a switch here? She thought and scanned the stockroom for any switch. There is one. She immediately went to it and clicked. Nothing. She banged the door with her fist now bruised. The windows have protective grills, she cannot pry those steel away. She looked at her cellphone, 15% battery. Oh no. Her sweat rolled on her face. "Anybody!! Helppp!!" she shouted at the top of her lungs. "Help me!!" she crie

"Where is she? What happened?!?" Martin, Kara's father demanded, shaking Kendra off. He has been looking for the children who were playing in the rest house's yard. After what seems to be forever, Kendra emerged from the woods, crying. "Martin, be careful with the child. You're hurting her!" Klarisse tore Kendra away from Martin's heavy grip. Her face agonized. "We were just playing hide and seek when she got tired of it." Kendra explained in between her sobs, wiping her tears and mucus. "She asked me to go exploring in the woods, I told her no because Daddy won't be happy if we go there." she added, still crying. "Then we came near an old wall. It is filled with vines and moss and it's damp. While we're playing there she tripped and fell back to the wall. Then, then… "Martin and Klarisse are listening intently to Kendra's tale. "Then the wall crumbled with Kara… " Kendra finished her story and cried even more."You see it was your daughter's idea!" Klarisse emphasiz

"Are you alright?" It was a voice, so warm and crisp it melts in Kara's ears. When she looked up at the owner of the strong arms that caught her, he saw a pair of brown enigmatic eyes looking down at her. He has a perfectly chiseled face, his jaws were clenching, his skin bronze and smooth. His total aura is emanating with goodness. She gasped, is he an angel? She thought. But she could feel his arms, strong and hard. The man held her in a moment that seems like forever. He supported her to stand on her feet. She blinked off and blushed. Wait? She's blushing? And most importantly his savior was the same man in the elevator whom she freaked out. She blushed even more. The man walked to the top of the stairs to where Kendra is. She was speechless, perhaps was also taken by the man's heavenly charm. Her pink mouth was trying to find words but it cannot. "I saw what you did, and if I was not quick enough, you could have harmed her." his tone is threatening. Kend

She was just in there. Staring at the empty ceiling, feeling the world as it goes around her. In the warm glow of the lamp, her fears won't fade away. Just like all her other nights, this one is not different. She still cannot sleep no matter how she shut her eyes. Her brain is a train-wreck, nudging her to open her eyes and be alert of something not existing. And she complied. Her eyes darted from one dark corner to the next until it had scanned 360 over her tiny bedroom, at last it landed on her Stitch alarm clock, the long hand silently pointing to twelve. With a sigh, she jerked up, opened the drawer of her bedside table and groped for a tiny bottle -her saving grace. She took one of its pearlescent pills and swallowed it. She went back to bed and made it a point to look at her alarm clock and watch its little hand move second to second until her eyes drooped on their own, her brain numb and she gratefully succumbed to sleep. She's running as fast as she can but is n