Novels by skyesther126

________________________________BLAISEAfter that day, I hadn't seen a trace of Christian. Now it had almost been a full week, and I had lost most of the confusing thoughts with what had happened. The first three days I hadn't been able to get him out of my mind. But by now I'd convinced myself that he'd probably realized he didn't feel that way about me. We hadn't had contact for years. There was just no way he could have fallen in love with me. My fingertips hover above the keyboard of my laptop. Great. I was thinking about him again, wasn't I? Leaning back into the chair, I take a sip of iced coffee and start typing again. Half of my mind is still occupied with Christian. It wasn't good to think about him. He did this, to me. Always. He made me wonder. He would always leave me so confused and lost, always leave my head so full of him. Then he'd leave for years and not come back. A bitter expression passes by my lips. It was better to just forget it entirely. "Miss?" "M

__________________________________Great.This was just all fucking great, dammit.The moon is already high up in the sky. And I'm wandering in the dark, empty streets of Seoul, my stomach turning with the guilt of having said all that to him.I'd just run. I'd run away from him, without even thinking where I'd go.Would he still be there, at my apartment?I had no idea.And the regret is just growing by the second, slowly pressing down on my chest.I'd acted so childish just now. Like a childish little brat, out to get revenge. I could've just held it all in. Held it in, like I'd always done.I don't know why I'd gotten so emotional when I'd seen Christian's face.I'd just completely lost my composure. I'd just lost it in front of him, not even thinking what was going to happen next.And I'm so deep in my own thoughts I don't even look where I'm walking.My shoulder crashes into someone."Ah!"A surprised yelp bursts from my lips as I tumble backwards onto the sidewalk. And I complet

_______________________________BLAISE"Ow."My eyes slowly flicker open. And I'm surprised to see that I'm in my own kitchen, my head tucked between my hands and chest leaning against the island table. I'm seated on the high chair, but in the opposite way so I'm practically hugging the back of the chair.How in the world had I gotten into this—"Don't move."Christian?!I twist around in surprise. But the moment I do, pain streaks up my spine and I nearly tumble off the chair."Ah!"Strong hands wrap around my shoulders, righting me back on the chair again. Christian sounds absolutely pissed."I told you not to move.""What are you even—"I look down to see that he's wrapping bandages around my stomach. My shirt, soaked completely in blood, is thrown in a messy pile on the wooden floor.I'm only in my bra.My face goes paler than before."Christian!""Relax." He says, and I can practically hear him roll his eyes even when I can't see him. "Should I have let you bleed to death then?"

________________________________"So you see— the sign changes, because the variable comes over to this side. And then you would flip this, too." I say, tapping at the paper with the eraser of my tipped pencil."Do you unders—Christian!"He's examining a strand of ramen, holding the chopsticks over his head. His eyes flicker to me."Yeah?""Put that in your mouth. Right now." I snap, grabbing a napkin and wiping the corner of his lips. He immediately pulls back, his expression tense."What are you doing?!""I should be asking you that." I fire back, crossing my arms. "Did you listen to anything that I said for the last ten minutes?""...I did.""Tell me one thing."He frowns, looking thoughtful for a second. Then he looks up at me with a pointed look."The variable changes, because the sign comes over to the other side of the equation. Okay? I've been listening, Ms. Ara."I raise a brow. Does he really think he's outsmarted me or something?"More like the sign changes because the vari

________________________________"Browse around." I suggest as I start picking books out for my next class. "I might take a while. There are a lot of books here.""I don't read.""Well, you can." I raise my eyebrow when I see him brooding at me from the corner. "What are you interested in? What kinds of topics?"He breathes. "How should I know?""No hobbies or anything?" I ask, tapping my finger on the cover of a book. "What about stories, then?""Here."I hold out a copy of one of my favorites."I don't want—""No. I'm giving you something to do as your punishment. Just wait until I finish checking out some books, alright?" I say firmly, making his expression steel. He rips the book from my hands.Then he walks briskly over to the reading corner, dropping into a plush chair with a stormy look.I laugh.He really was an interesting one._______________________________I finally pick out the last book, piling on top of all the others in the checkout box. That had taken over an half hou

"Christian."“Get to the blackboards, will you?”______________________________BLAISEI go through the list of names, one by one."Amana.""Yes, Ms. Ara.""Yousef?""Here.""Skylar.""Here."Finally, my pen stops at a name."Christian."No answer. I look up. And the boy is sitting in the far side of the window, his eyes fixed on me with a dark, haughty stare.I look back down at the clipboard, a smirk tugging on my lips."Christian Shadow. Is Christian here today?"Still no answer."Alright. Christian marked absent." I say loudly, crossing off the box next to his name. He gives me a disinterested expression, like he doesn't really believe that I actually had done what I said.Christian Shadow. It was my first day teaching the junior class, and all the teachers at school had talked so much about this single boy that caused so much trouble.According to them, he skipped classes for days on end. Got into fights, on the rare days that he did attend school.And apparently, he was the son