When the door banged shut, there came a sudden change in the temperature of the room as Lucian and Selene's eyes locked up in what seemed like a subtle battle contest.Lucian stood up from his seat not breaking the fierce eye-contact, roughed his raven-black hair and circled round his space to lean on the edge of his matte desk facing the door with his shoulders hanged, comfortably. All one could here for the seemingly instant weird moment was the ticking sounds of the wall clock. Lucian was a powerful man who could have anything and anyone he likes and wouldn't stand to be questioned, but before Selene he felt quite remorseful.Crossing his legs and arms, he looked up softly at Selene whose nose had turned so red like a snowman with a carrot stuck up his face for a nose."You should have knocked, woman."Came a very recollected and unequivocally calm voice.Selene wasn't in the mood to entertain his mischievous and tyrannical attitude and he could read the signs from her darkened gre
The silence that enveloped the library could be perceived as a very unfiltered quiescence, equanimity in short.The door was ajar, the chirping and tweeting of the birds were like music to the ears as it formed the background of the usual serenity.Behind the desk was Lucian whose square shoulders reclined on his chair while his dead eyes travelled far away from the library through the spacious window, he was hardly blinking, before him a chessboard sat, while he twirled a piece in his hand, allowing him a smooth passage to his deliberations but each time he took a walk to his head, he'd always bump into the vivid memories of the one little human that had managed to turn his frigid heart to a helpless oscillatory pendulum.On the other end behind him, Ash and Theo had been worried sick about Lucian who had locked himself up in his room, refusing to go to work or pick his calls.He hadn't even talked about eating since that very day at the office, they don't know if he is doing fine or
In the deepest pit of the celestial pandemonium, Dulmore. There, Ichabod and all his wild angels existed. Some of his angels, he would send to Earth's realm to steal, to kill and to put into chaos, the humans and all their seeds. Just for fun. They would always come back and give account of their works to Ichabod their grande master, who sits on his blazing throne always. Each successful work on Earth's realm fetches them a new rank and pack in a hierarchical order. Ichabod's eldest son, Lacian took right after his father, ruthless, heartless and merciless. He is the worthy heir apparent to the throne, he had the most handsome little brother, Lucian whom he felt they were in some kind of secret competition because of his tempting looks and physique. Lucian looks like a polished gold coming straight from a furnace of fire. He is so sinful in the eyes that even the straightest of the angels couldn't help but look and drool. Lacian hated his little brother so much because of liter
🌙 THE REALM OF THE MOON ANGELS, ISHKA. The moon angels had always lived there lives as flower petals. It's unimaginable right? But then it gets very interesting. Each petal bloomed with it's peculiar characteristics. They had a keeper who is a messenger from the Fore Kingdom. She was known as Mother Queila. All the petals loved her because she took very care of them right from their blooming stage until they wither entirely. Her responsibility also entailed making sure that the excalibar never left the lines gate of the earth. She had sent the best of her petals to stop the most pressing and desperate realm who would always seek the excalibar as though there lives were dependent on it, the Dulmore's, of course. She was s a white magic witch and would always monitor the Dulmore's nefarious activities through her old enchanted diamond hand mirror. "Oh, who are these pests sending this time?" She asked rhetorically with her face glued to her hand mirror. She was a very eth
Levitating down to earth in a deserted forest, Selene, now in human form had her head arched backwards and her toes pointing to the ground mid air. She was unconscious and was glowing so luminously that night, Mother Queila got scared someone nearby might be curious to look for what was giving off such rays of light in a government abandoned reserve that ungodly hour. Once she gently made contact with the earth's crust, her luminous quality surged straight into her eyes causing her to immediately jerk up amidst her soft coughs. She slightly opened her eyes but then, her eyes was so blank, trying to adjust to the darkness and her new form, she couldn't see a thing until after five minutes of steady breathing and system composure. Thanks to the moon and her fox-like eyes, she realized she could see so clearly as though it was day time. Her eyes was glowing but this time, very dull. She didn't know who she was, but she had a faint memory of a woman who use to take care of her and her
The driver stepped on the brake and was expecting his boss to come down. But poor Lucian was carried away looking over through the window. He was getting light headed on how tall the building or tower, whatever you want to call it in front of them was. A narrow long rectangular building with crystal glasses as it's walls and finishings. What he couldn't take in as he noticed his heart racing back and forth was the giant bill board that had his full body shot picture hanging from up the tower to almost half of it. The picture had him grinning from ear to ear as he folded his hands under his chest in a bossy and professional kind of way, glancing proudly at the camera. Looking down by his waist side, there were words in block bold font letters that said, WELCOME TO LUCIAN'S ESTATES AND RESORTS. What also left him dumb was how he couldn't place or remember where and when the actual picture was taken. Lucian found out lately, he was never ready to deal with all of this. Ichabod must
Selene took out the locket that has been on her neck the whole time. Looking beside her, Celia looked at her askance face and nodded towards her, giving her a go ahead sign. Selene anxiously gulped at the possibility of what she was about to do and believe in. White magic powers, are they real? She had to trust the process because Celia had told her it works and she has been with Celia long enough to trust her, she thought. So, she did as she was instructed keeping a crossed finger. "Mother Keeper, Queila." Selene called out looking at the open locket resting on her palms. Three awkward minutes passed, whew. Nothing happened. *I guess I was right all along.* She thought to herself as she gave a subtle smirk. "Where is you faith, Selene?" Came a sharp voice like a soft cackle from the locket she was holding. Selene noticed her head swell up in fright as to what she was beholding. A diverging ray of yellow light surged out through the locket forming a hologram image of
Theodore and Ash were standing around the oblong table at the multi purpose hall with the Firm's visitors and executives. They were Lucian's small pack of friends. They were the reason Lucian was awed because he never thought of seeing them on Earth. The moment he woke up and didn't find them, he thought his father never sent them with him. But seeing them around now, he felt a little bit comfortable and wanted to give them both a head hug, but they were in the middle of an official meeting. Ash waved at him while Theodore winked giving him the signal that they were with him. During the meeting, Lucian scoffed and rolled his eyes the moment he sighted Theodore flirting and winking repeatedly at the woman that was sitting across him during the conference. *So typical* Lucian said in his head as he caught sight of Ash waving his head sideways in a helpless kind of way too. They both knew Theodore as a man who loved everything on skirts and with nice ass and good boobs. But they never
The silence that enveloped the library could be perceived as a very unfiltered quiescence, equanimity in short.The door was ajar, the chirping and tweeting of the birds were like music to the ears as it formed the background of the usual serenity.Behind the desk was Lucian whose square shoulders reclined on his chair while his dead eyes travelled far away from the library through the spacious window, he was hardly blinking, before him a chessboard sat, while he twirled a piece in his hand, allowing him a smooth passage to his deliberations but each time he took a walk to his head, he'd always bump into the vivid memories of the one little human that had managed to turn his frigid heart to a helpless oscillatory pendulum.On the other end behind him, Ash and Theo had been worried sick about Lucian who had locked himself up in his room, refusing to go to work or pick his calls.He hadn't even talked about eating since that very day at the office, they don't know if he is doing fine or
When the door banged shut, there came a sudden change in the temperature of the room as Lucian and Selene's eyes locked up in what seemed like a subtle battle contest.Lucian stood up from his seat not breaking the fierce eye-contact, roughed his raven-black hair and circled round his space to lean on the edge of his matte desk facing the door with his shoulders hanged, comfortably. All one could here for the seemingly instant weird moment was the ticking sounds of the wall clock. Lucian was a powerful man who could have anything and anyone he likes and wouldn't stand to be questioned, but before Selene he felt quite remorseful.Crossing his legs and arms, he looked up softly at Selene whose nose had turned so red like a snowman with a carrot stuck up his face for a nose."You should have knocked, woman."Came a very recollected and unequivocally calm voice.Selene wasn't in the mood to entertain his mischievous and tyrannical attitude and he could read the signs from her darkened gre
Morning came and Selene was so tired out to move. she had a very strange dream and the worst part of it was, she couldn't remember a thing, but something was very significant and deeply inscribed in her memory; Fiori appeared to her and was trying to communicate an information which unfortunately, she couldn't make a meaning out of. Apart from the apparition, every other thing was vague and cloudy.Looking beside her, Stephanie was gone for the day's work but she left her a note glued to her dressing mirror.Selene managed to drag herself out of the bed and when she reached for the note, she groaned a cuss.*You had a bad dream, I watched you struggle last night. I wish I could stay but I have a tight schedule. I made you breakfast and check your phone, a message came in earlier.*Selene got her phone and it was Lucian's name as the message sender.Seeing the formality and flatness of the message, she got reminded again of how Lucian was nothing but just her boss and she tried her best
Selene struggled with unlocking her apartment in her distress and when she finally had it unlocked, she threw her bag on the bed and stomped into the bathroom to take her shower.She sat on the tub for twenty straight minutes as her emotions got the vulnerable part of her, making her cry and whimper in disappointment and resentment, she held onto her knees and buried her face between them.Finally, when she got over herself, she stepped out of the tub on her robe, her eyes shot of blood as she damped her hair, standing before her nightstand, she stared at the locket sitting complacently on it and detested how her life revolves around it for a minute before she picked it up and reluctantly called on Mother Queila.There was no answer and she felt very guilty remembering the last call she had with Celia.She swallowed hard and exhaled tentatively preparing her mind to face Mother Queila when a loud knock interrupted.Getting the door, Stephanie stomped into her room and stood before the
Selene laughed out loudly in surprise as she stared at Lucian whose indolent eyes were now fixed on hers."You have a degree in turning tables, don't you?""Just like you, with asking alot."He retorted as he brought out his sunshades and started cleaning the lenses with his white silky handkerchief.Selene frantically licked her lips, folded them in and glued her eyes on the windscreen, praying fervently for Lucian to not get invested because there was absolutely nothing about her that he needed to know."I'm hanging, Selene?"Her prayers weren't answered. Lucian's paying rapt attention to her now. He confirmed it as he continued,"I mean, you have seen my brothers, Ash and Theo, my aunt, Arabella, my family house, my drivers, Olaf and Reggie, my company and you are about to see my annex. But the only information I have about you is just your name?"That clever deduction from Lucian kept Selene on her toes, her bladder suddenly became full and she felt a surprising urge to use a restr
Lucian helplessly looked on silently as Arabella wobbled her way up untill she was out of sight, it felt strikingly preposterous that he began to wonder if this would eventually happen to Selene in the next decades to come. Being a human is quite inhumane, it seems.After a couple of minutes of introspection, he stood up and helped himself up the stairs. Getting to the corridor that led to his room which stood at the extreme of the second floor, he felt a lump up above his Adam's apple when his eyes caught Selene's contour from underneath her door which the light behind her reflected, she was throwing on a nightie provided by Arabella and her cups were as firm as her obdurate persona. He stopped in his tracks as he licked his perfect full lips, wet. Unknown desire stirring up his blood.Just then, Selene's door creaked open and she almost screamed when she saw Lucian standing across her door, she was so bewildered that she dramatically crossed her arms over her chest, beseeching her
Lucian gently and quietly set down Selene's head from his arm, placing it on her handbag and making a pillow out of it, he stood up and walked away from the shelter and into the night he went, fearlessly.His eyes glowed from blue-grey to gold, radiating the fire straight from his father's throne and activating his night vision, he could see clearly like in the day time.Suddenly, a bat flew sottishly and smashed on a tree three metres from where he stood.He walked towards it, cautiously but defiantly, he's very composed but his mind was in a fierce combat with itself.Getting to the foot of the tree, he looked around one more time and then, he sat on his heels and observed the strange bat, arching his head to the side to get a better view.It was dead, it broke its head from the accident. He could tell from the fracture but the blood was improbable to be called natural; a deep blue tacky liquid.He was very inquisitive to know what it was, so he touched it with the tip of his fingers
Lucian alighted and straightened his tux suit jacket as he walked into Harry and Ruth with Selene stepping gracefully before him.Harry and Ruth is situated at the outskirts of West Side, it is a very exquisite and cool restaurant run by a couple whose name the restaurant goes by. Entering the restaurant, Selene left her mouth in a cute little O as her eyes bawled and flickered in amazement, the four walls of the restaurant is simply magnificent, it had her spinning around, she needed no search engine to tell her how expensive their menu would be whether à la carte or table d'hôte, it would definitely be high-priced. She actually didn't expect less from Lucian but this is way beyond her expectations. Unable to control her emotions, she turned to Lucian and asked. "I thought we're here for brunch?""Yes?""Then why does it look like we're invited to a King's party?"Selene whispered while her eyes wandered about."I am a king, woman."She scoffed at that cold and conceited reply f
Selene had a slight veisalgia and slept like a log even the sunset that shimmered through her window, resting on her face didn't wake her up. But in no distant time, she got plunged out of her slumber when her phone chimed and she remembered instantly the meeting she'd be having that morning with Lucian; they would be visiting South Side together so he could show her around the annex and where the deceased architect stopped. She can't afford to play with the chance Lucian was offering her and she felt her head swelling at the thought of him texting her and calling off the appointment and the contract entirely for lateness.Selene cussed and rolled off the bed as she practically flew into the bathroom right after she opened the text.*You know how unprofessional it is to be late on the first day of work, don't you?*Lucian ain't good with words but for him to sound like this means he's just not happy.She hurriedly took her bath, brushed her teeth and struggled to get into her tight d