ELIZABETH POVElliot and I had been creating a few plans to help the little boy get his sister back before we headed our separate ways. We seemed to have changed clothing and mixed ourselves to the villagers, it was entirely hard for them to know who I was. We had learned about a mysterious figure known as the "Keeper of Secrets," rumored to have connections with those who had taken the little boy's sister. Our first task was to find out more about this enigmatic individual and how we could approach them without jeopardizing the girl's safety.We had learned that the little boy's name was Liam, and his sister's name was Sophia. Elliot and I had spoken to some of the villagers discreetly, trying not to arouse suspicion as we asked about the Keeper of Secrets.The villagers were hesitant to share much information, fearing the repercussions of crossing paths with such a powerful and secretive figure.I had wondered if the keeper secret and the Hidden silent were both the same secretive
ELIZABETH POV"D I____Dickson?" I stammered in shock. I couldn't help but wonder what he was doing here but he wrapped his palm around my mouth indicating that I don't make noise. He slowly peeped to see if my pursuers were perhaps still after me.Dickson's eyes locked onto mine, conveying quickness and canilance. He motioned for me to follow him, leading me to a hidden spot where we could speak without being overheard. Once we were somewhat hidden from prying eyes, he caught me off-guard by hugging me very tightly. I was basically suffocating already from the intensity.I was hesitant at first but I still managed to return the hug. I have surely missed him so much and this was comforting. Once we had a moment to catch our breath and collect ourselves, I couldn't hold back my curiosity and concern"Dickson, what's going on? Why are you here?" I whispered, trying to keep my voice steady despite the unexpected turn of events but instead he kissed me.His hands slowly cupped my face wh
THIRD PERSON POVDickson soon cleared his throat before speaking, he seemed to have noticed Elizabeth's expression."Lizzy, this is Miley, my childhood best friend." He said. Miley's face softened as she looked at Elizabeth with a charming smile, She extended her hand with a warm smile, "Nice to meet you, Elizabeth. Dickson has told me so much about you."Elizabeth felt a little bit knickknack as she looked at Miley, the childhood best friend of Dickson. She wasn't expecting him to bring someone along, but she quickly composed herself, offering a polite smile in return."It's nice to meet you too, Miley," Elizabeth replied, shaking Miley's hand. "Dickson hasn't mentioned much about you, but I'm glad to finally put a face to the name."Miley's warm smile remained, and she seemed genuinely friendly. "Oh, you know how he can be sometimes, always keeping things low-key," she said playfully, glancing at Dickson, who grinned sheepishly in response.Elizabeth watched as Miley nudged Dickso
EDEN POVI was laying on the bed yet again drenched in my own sweat, In my nightmare, I found myself trapped in a chaotic world of darkness and confusion. The sound of metal piercing flesh echoed through the air, and the sight of them stabbing him filled me with terror. His identity remained shrouded, his face obscured by a haze, but his words echoed in my mind like a distant memory — he had called me his daughter.As I lay on the bed, paralyzed by the intensity of the dream, my heart pounded against my chest. The sheets were soaked with my sweat, a testament to the fear that gripped me. The room around me seemed to close in, suffocating me as I struggled to make sense of the nightmare. The blurred faces of the figures in the dream, the piercing sounds of their actions, all conspired to torment me. I yearned to understand the significance of this haunting vision, to unravel the mystery behind the man who had called me his daughter.The door to the room I was in barged open showing
THIRD PERSON POV"What?" Scott asked in a confused expression. His brow furrowed while standing there bare chest. "Can you put on your shirt and try removing them again, because I don't think I can get enough of what you had just done!" Fiona uttered, still amazed by his striking figure.Scott's confusion deepened as he looked at Fiona, puzzled by her reaction. He quickly grabbed his shirt from a nearby chair and put it on, hoping it would help clear his mind. "Sure, I'll give it another shot," he replied with a slight smile.Fiona watched intently as Scott attempted to remove whatever had caught her attention. His bare chest had seemingly left her mesmerized, and she couldn't help but admire his striking figure. As he tried again, Fiona's eyes remained fixed on him, captivated by his every move."Ouuucch, you should probably apply to be a fuck___g model!" Fiona said her eyes filled with so much amazement. Startled by Fiona's candid comment, Scott blushed, feeling a mix of embarrass
THIRD PERSON POVOnce Fiona couldn't hold on, she slowly pulled away from the kiss that had left her both lips puffy. She tried to regain her breath but Scott had to place soft kisses on her body, as he trailed hot kisses on her skin. Fiona couldn't help but to let out a soft moan. "You know, when you asked to mark me. I didn't ask you to tease me this much!" Fiona said softly. Scott chuckled, his warm breath tickling Fiona's neck as he continued to pepper her with tender kisses. "I can't resist teasing you," he murmured playfully, his lips grazing her collarbone. "It's just too much fun.Fiona let out another soft moan, her heart racing with desire. She couldn't deny the pleasure coursing through her veins as Scott's lips moved sensually across her skin. Every touch sent shivers down her spine, and she felt herself losing control under his skilled caresses."Just remember," Scott whispered, his voice low and seductive, "you asked for this." He trailed his fingertips lightly along
EDEN POVI seem to turn around countless times as a smile emerges on my lips while my eyes slowly lit up. I slowly patted the side of the bed but Scott wasn't there. The side of his bed seemed to be neatly dressed. The thought of us cuddling in the morning hit me or had I been dreaming again?As I sat up in bed, I glanced around the room, trying to shake off the grogginess of sleep. The soft morning light filtered through the curtains, casting a warm glow on the familiar surroundings. It felt so vivid, but I couldn't be sure if it was just a dream or a distant memory.I breathed out softly, trying to shake off the lingering haze of sleep and the vivid memories of the morning. With a sigh, I swung my legs over the edge of the bed and stood up, my bare feet making contact with the cool wooden floor.Stretching out my body, I glanced out the window to realise that the sun had only just risen, was it still too early? I glanced around the room, searching for any signs of Scott. But the s
THIRD PERSON POVIt has been a good four days since Scott left and Fiona hadn't set her eyes on him for that whole four days.During the past four days, Fiona found herself constantly wondering about Scott's whereabouts and well-being. She missed his presence and the comfort of having him around. Every morning, she woke up with a sense of longing, hoping to catch a glimpse of him, but he remained conspicuously absent.Saying that she missed him was an understatement. She was currently laying on the bed while she let his scent consume her, just that little scent was incredibly consuming. As Fiona lay on the bed, she clutched onto one of Scott's shirts, holding it close to her face, trying to immerse herself in his scent. It brought her a modicum of comfort, reminding her of the times they spent together. She couldn't help but reminisce about the laughter they shared, his cooking skills, the late-night conversations, and the way he made her feel like she was the most important perso