A week later - Who would have thought that getting a job in some corporate would be so hard? Yeah, I know that I don’t have a respectable degree or anything, but still, why can’t I get a high-paying job without a degree when I am ready to work my ass off?... Don’t need to mention, I know that I am just spouting nonsense right now. I applied for many positions in many companies but forget about getting rejected, my resume didn’t even get accepted anywhere for even an interview. So, I said yes to the first job that I got here and rented the first house that I thought I could pay for. It’s not like I am completely broke or something. I have earned much in the last five years, and believe me, it's true when I say that a tattoo artist makes a lot.... but I don’t know for how long I have to stay here or if I will ever be able to work as a tattoo artist again. (That’s the major problem. If I could work as a tattoo artist, I wouldn’t even have to think about earning because I knew I was good
I took a deep breath and forced a smile on my face. I greeted all of them at once and introduced myself, but none of them seemed interested in listening to anything that I was saying... well, that's a 180-degree change from the knights. There they were all focused on me, but in this case, no one even seemed interested in turning their gaze toward the source of the sound. Well, I can't blame them. There's a high chance that they weren't even able to hear anything I said in all this chaos. One of the guys came towards me. "I want more of this shit," he said while showing me an empty glass... "Okay," I replied, "I can help you order through that tablet. You just have to tell me the drink's name." His expression turned annoyed in seconds. "That crappy tab is not working. Just bring me this right now," he said a little harshly, and I tried hard to keep my expression polite. He took a couple of steps towards me and invaded my personal space. I took a few steps backward, but before he could
I looked into the chamber and the majority of people were passed out. Those who were not passed out were not in a state to do anything. So, I went towards the washroom area and saw the window guy and the Knight twins there. One of the twins was holding the other one very tight, while the other one was looking extremely furious at the window guy. "What happened here?" I asked when I realized that there were no restaurant staff nearby. None of them said anything, but the deadly expressions that those twins were giving that window guy told me clearly that this case was going to be a little tricky. "Let’s go from here, Aria. Dee is here, he will kill this man," the twin who was holding the furious twin said. "I am not going to bother Dee. I will kill this man with my own hands," the furious twin said. At the same time, their mom also came. "What is happening here, Aria, Bria?" she came towards them and then looked at me with a questioning gaze. "That stupid guy first bumped into me,
“Hello, ma’am, are you there?” I came back to my senses when he spoke in a loud voice. “Yes, I am here. Sorry… I mean, yes. Just send me the details. When and where do I have to meet? Do I have to give an interview? What stupid question am I asking? Obviously, I have to give an interview.” I blabbered stupidly and clicked my tongue. {Stupid Arya, he will reject you on the phone call itself.} “Okay.” I could hear the hesitancy in his voice clearly. “I will send you the details,” he said and cut the call. I groaned in embarrassment and fell on the bed while screaming into my pillow. “Stupid, stupid, stupid Arya…. You are the most foolish person in this whole universe.” I knew it was hard for me to get selected there according to my educational qualifications, but at least I could have gone there and had an interview for once. But stupid me got rejected even before giving the interview. I stayed in bed in anticipation for almost an hour, but still, he didn’t message me. When I finally
Diego’s POV - I closed my laptop harshly and slumped on the chair. “Get your shit together Delcan. Thinking about her and only her will make us insane” I snapped at my beast and in return, he did nothing but just growled at me as always. He stopped talking after that night but I can feel his emotions very well. I kind of miss him very much. Whenever I was not in a good mental state he was the one who was always with me but now when I don't have him to constantly nag me in every situation I feel lonely. Both of us were agitated, irritated, angry, confused, and not feeling good after we met that huntress. We don’t want to think about her or to even accept that we have finally met our mate but again we both are stuck on what to do in this situation. We were not like the other people who had imagined this scenario of finding their mate many times. Truth be told we both were a little nervous and not certain about finding our mate for a long time. Neither my wolf nor me are normal, and
I don't have the guts to see the face of the man from whom I am feeling those tingles, but without even looking at his face, I already know who he is. I stared at his chest, which was covered with a black t-shirt, and my heart was already thumping hard in my chest. My brain was already playing that 7-minute streaming of my whole life before dying that everyone talks about. I finally took a deep breath and raised my head to look at him, but as soon as I saw his glowing eyes, my breath caught away. His grey eyes were now hazel in color and looked as if they were glowing. I tried but failed to tear my gaze away from him. The attraction that I was trying to ignore for days knocked me out hard. I knew that my being dead was a matter of a few seconds or minutes (if I was lucky), but why deny anything when I only had a few moments of my life remaining? I was clutching his t-shirt hard, and I was well aware of his hands on my waist too, which was the only support that was not letting my body
When I woke up, I found myself in a dimly lit dungeon with my hands and legs tied with chains that were attached to the wall. I remembered the external force that I felt in the knights from those two wolves, and again, a shiver went down my spine. "This time, the situation is really messed up," I thought to myself. I could hear many growls coming from the nearby cells, and I tried to keep my heart calm. I am in a cell, and its door was made of metal with a little window in it. I am badly hoping that they had locked the door properly because every single soul in this whole dungeon is a threat to my life. When I chose the life of a huntress, I knew that I would make many enemies, but at that time, I never thought that if I ever left this hunting, it would leave me all alone and weak in front of one of the strongest creatures God created. I waited there for a very long time for anyone to come and do their interrogation (or, truth be told, torture). I was really not expecting them to tre
"Oh, you will surely tell me everything, but you know, this shirt that I am wearing," he pointed towards his white shirt, "this is pure white, and I didn't want it to get stained," he mockingly said. I again turned my gaze downwards. {I hate these people. They only know how to get their work done by any means. I hate everyone - hunters, wolves, witches, everyone,} "I will tell you everything that you need to know. You don't have to torture me, your white shirt will stay strainless," he didn’t say anything, but I also didn’t look at him. More than these wounds, my attraction towards him is killing me. "My mom is a huntress, and killing wolves is the only motto of her life. When I was born, I was trained to be a huntress from my childhood. My mom always taught me only one thing: 'Wolves are creatures that are meant to be murdered ruthlessly.' As I grew up and saw the other hunters grieving the death of their loved ones who were killed by wolves, I also started despising wolves, but tha