Mother knows best....Happy Reading!
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
Why does time go by so quickly when your having fun? Well, its because you are with the ones who you care about and they care about you. Time goes by quickly because you aren't stressing over your kidnapped mother or your psychopathic father. I lived within the moment and enjoyed myself. Time goes by but the memories stay forever. I will have to cherish those memories for a while. I had hoped that this feeling deep down inside of me would have changed but I couldn't shake it. For months I had been searching for answers about my parents, for weeks I had been searching for the location of the portal that should lead me to the elven world but I was no wiser than I was when I arrived in Dremount. There were no answers here but there were back home. I could feel it. I had left too much things behind, too much of my life and my mother's life was left abandoned. My answers were there I was sure of it. I just didn't know if I wanted to return after learning the truth. I could sense tha
Before I knew it, I was possibly standing in Elverton for the last time. I huffed at my own thoughts. I'm not going away for all eternity but why did it feel like I was. I felt so depressed, my nose started tingling and I had a great night's sleep. There is just nothing in the world that can compare to being in the arms of your soulmate. In that state, all my troubles and fear just evaporated into thin air and then the moment we parted to go to our separate houses the dreadful feeling of the world on my shoulders returned. I really needed him. He was my happy place. I pushed the door of the white house open and walked inside. I had only taken a small bag with me but I had returned with two small bags and a suitcase. Vanessa and I went shopping on several occasions. Apparently the moon season was her favourite time of the year. And then I started to feel at fault seeing that the moon ball got cancelled because of me. Yikes! I dropped the bags on the floor and glanced around. A wide
The most terrifying thing for a teenager was to have their parents read their diary. The most terrifying thing of all was to have your enemy be two steps ahead of you on your path, presenting themselves as an immovable object that knew your deepest thoughts. How could I have been so stupid? I should have known, I should have felt it's dark signature. Why didn't I felt it? Was I really that weak? I sighed it was impossible not to agree with every terrible thing that Xerxes had said about me. Most days I didn't even feel whole. I tried and I tried but something kept holding me back, refusing to let go. I stared down at my mother's diary, a witch's diary. Maybe inside was the answer to all my questions. I most definitely did not find this book by accident. I gulped as I opened the book and skipped past the first page. Scribbled on the black horizontal lines was my mother's hand writing even after all these years it still remained the same. Everytime I wrote in mine it was like two