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"Hey, I am sorry about that day. I was just in my head too much…feeding my hate for those of dark heritage," Medaline said, her voice becoming smaller with every word. "I know a thing or two about hate," I said. I hated Xerxes, I didn't know him very well but they say action speaks louder than words and I couldn't even begin to find things to love about the man. Maybe I could have had a father in a time before I was born but that wouldn't exactly make any sense, now would it. I sighed. "I have a dark heritage, you could say the darkest," I told her, watching her facial expression closely. She nodded and stopped one of the waiters with a singular class of red wine surrounded by champagne. I nearly rolled my eyes when she reached for it but I settled for shaking my head instead. Who knows who's mama was watching? Crap! At the thought of Cassian's mother, I grabbed a glass of champagne for myself. I inhaled deeply and took a big sip. "I know which is why I'm apologising. I'm start
I should wear a cardigan, you know, to compensate for my scandalous attire at the dinner party. I mean that look she gave me, pierced my soul and killed me 10 different ways. I could not stand to be looked at that way for the rest of my life. I should cancel. I needed to work on finding the dark realm and that cure for Cassian anyway. Oh, Cassian, he will be disappointed. This is not how he planned for any of this to go. What am I saying, who would plan for their mother to hate their girlfriend. Wait, was I his girlfriend. Ugh, I was not in the right state of mind to be judged. I needed an excuse. Something important enough to warrant my cancellation. I walked out of my room and went downstairs. The living area was empty. Well everyone was hanging out with their parents. I exited the house and was greeted by a scent that was forever etched in my mind. No, it wasn't Cassian. It made its way to my nose in the form of smoke. Smoke which was surrounding Brian. "Are you smoking," I
You know that feeling that you get when you're with your person. Every touch is hot to your core. Every kiss drives you wild and every breath feels, not enough. You want more of everything, you need more. You want to feel all of them…but…then their mom walks in. Running to Kylen wearing Cassian's face at the library was very infuriating. So after leaving angrily I made it my priority to talk to Cassian about it and then I remembered how I stood him and his mom up and then I remembered how much I wanted to spend as much time as possible with him before I…left Elverton. Anyways I was really missing him, so I snuck into his room at the Sapphire house. Damon just rolled his eyes at me and walked off. He didn't want to help me sneak through an open window on the second floor but enough about the journey. I had made it into the room. I just had to wait a few hours for him to arrive. I should have probably spent my time better but I was becoming very needy and clingy. I felt extremely b
Why was I so obsessed with finding Xerxes? Why was I so eager to find someone who wanted me dead? Was it to save my mother? Let's face it, if she was in a life or death situation she would have found a way to contact me, to guide me to where she was. Everyone spoke of how Xerxes loved Iris and he would never hurt her. A part of me believed that as well. True love conquers all hate. Maybe I was lonely. I had never gone this long without seeing my mother or hearing her laugh, smell her or feel her warmth. She never judged me or accused me of being like my father. She loved me and that kind of love I yearned for. I guess I understand why Xerxes hunted us for all those years. He wanted her all to himself. I sighed, skipping the crisp brown pages of yet another history book with no answers on where to find the portal to the dark realm. Heck, there wasn't even any information on any of the portals. It's as if someone didn't want any of us to travel to other worlds except for Earth. "
Every girl feels doubt about their first relationships. When their boyfriend gets over friendly with other girls or worse one of her friends, when a hot ex comes to town with her flawless skin evoking many insecurities, there is also the worst kind of doubts; when it seems like the universe is fighting you. On every step of the way there is an obstacle to be fought and overcome but what if I'm not in the right state of mind to overcome all these challenges. Times like this I wonder if Xerxes was right about me being weak. Ugh, this is most definitely bad if I'm starting to think that Xerxes was right. I knew that I lacked proper control over my abilities. If this was a game I would be at level two at best when my ultimate level is like ten. I must be delirious but maybe Xerxes wasn't as bad as everyone else said he was. My mother barely talked about him but sometimes I would get the feeling that she missed him or the person he used to be before his arch nemesis was born. I was
I entered the house and was met by silence. The house was poorly lit as always and there was no Kylen in sight. I walked into the living room that was illuminated by the glow of a fireplace. It gave the room a warm and cosy feeling. Times like this I missed my mother. When I was younger she used to hug me tightly on the cold nights. She was my source of warmth and comfort. I huffed, feeling a wave of unwelcome sadness approaching. I glanced up towards the ceiling. "Mr. Vampire, where are you," I called out annoyingly. The more irritated he was, the faster he would save me from falling into a pit pit where I would cry myself to sleep, missing my mom and Cassian, cussing out my sperm donor and regretting that I had ever come here. Yeah, I couldn't do that. I needed answers and the oldest person in the room and my…guardian, I guess. Well, I am fairly certain that he used Vanessa's name but my mother left him in charge of my wellbeing, furthermore he has to answer all my questions.
Christmas used to be my favourite time of the year. It was the only time that my mother and I would go out into the big cities. We would walk around for hours, only buying the things that we could afford, dreaming of buying the things that we couldn't afford and most importantly, we were together. We would hold hands and walk around the many stores together. Many of my old classmates used to tease me about it but I never cared for their insults. I only cared for her. I missed her. She would probably frown if she saw me now. I could see the disappointed look on her face. She raised me as best as she could and I grew to become this messy teenager. I was a terrible student, a terrible person who harmed others for my own personal gain. I have lied…cheated. I have been a bad friend. I have jeopardised my entire future because I lack control over myself, my abilities and my emotions. I let my anger and my pride get the best of me on multiple occasions. I have become someone who canno
Firsts are very special moments that only happen once and its very important that you are confident in your choice and have no regrets. I had no regrets. Cassian made sure that I felt safe and that I was comfort. In a way he let me take the lead without me actually taking the lead because I was the one with the experience. I wonder if he slept with Dalia too. Okay, thats not important right now. Cassian allowed me to enjoy myself. He was gentle and he felt so good…yeah I felt as if I had took a few fits of ecstasy so I barely acknowledged the pain at first but I did feel the soreness afterwards…which is partly because we did it twice. And the second time he did not hold back. Needless to say that I did not want to get out of bed when morning came. So here I was doing what I do when I was over emotional or bored or stuck in bed… I unconsciously bit my lip and an involuntary shiver fell down my spine. "I've got ice cream," Cassian suddenly appeared, entering my room. I slamm