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COLOURS OF THE DEVIL 44: DO YOU WANT ACE?
PEBBLES' POVFire and brimstone rained down on me as the ice-queen glared at me. Her smile was forced when she strolled up to me and air-kissed my cheeks. Thomas and Bradley were grinning with contentment, delighted over the fact that Mary was — well, offering me some form of acknowledgement. Ace, however, was rolling his eyes, not buying into his grandmother's antics. I swallowed hard when she lightly gripped my shoulders. Her eyes burrowed into my soul and her fake smile kept biting at my heart. “I apologize for the manner I acted the other day. I blame the arthritis medications. I had my physician prescribe me a lower dosage. I hope you find it in your heart to forgive me.” She finished batting her eyelashes, grinning like that possessed girl from the movie, The Exorcist.She hauled me in for a hug and her expensive cologne infiltrated my nostrils, like soldiers at war, choking me from the inside while leaving a bitter taste in my mouth. With watery eyes, I answered. “All is forgiv
COLOURS OF THE DEVIL 45: LATE NIGHT SNACK
*TRIGGER WARNING: A FORCED ORAL SEX SCENE AT THE END OF THIS CHAPTER. IT'S NOT VIVID, BUT STILL, YOU'VE BEEN WARNED.*Vanessa struggled to open the door barred by her housemates' cluttered objects; dirty shoes, crates, and umbrellas. Mary had to wedge her way inside, by pushing in her shoulder first. “This is preposterous," she mumbled as she stubbed her big toe on a box at the entrance. “Who lives like this?” She questioned, turning up her nose at the mountains of mess situated at each corner of the minuscule living area/dining room/kitchen. Mary gasped when she realized the three sections occupied one tiny space.“Welcome, Mrs. Dickson — please have a seat,” Vanessa gestured to the shabby old sofa.Mary took one glance at the overly used item and scorned. “I'd rather not. That thing looks like it's a nest for a few rats and roaches, plus I can see and smell the dirty sex from here. I think I'll stand.”Vanessa's mouth hung wide. She was stunned at the elderly woman's rudeness, but
COLOURS OF THE DEVIL AUTHOR'S NOTE
My sincerest and deepest gratitude goes out to the people reading this book. We are now past the halfway mark, as this story will consist of 86 chapters. I will not update this book again until the 20th of April. I will be focusing on my Werewolf story, The Alpha's Destiny at that time. As a writer, I don't force myself to write and I appreciate the readers on this app and their genuine understanding when I say I am busy and I cannot update a book. My fingers and brain are itching me to continue that particular book and I go with the flow of things so I can give you guys the best I have to give. So again, I thank you all for your loving support and kind words, and I ask you guys if you can't leave a gem just please leave a review, it helps an author in knowing what their readers think. Remember to walk with God. ❤️FIONA.
COLOURS OF THE DEVIL 46: HAPPY FAMILY
ACE'S POVAUGUST 1ST, 2009I glared at the body lethargically sprawled on the sofa. She was asleep and drooling like a Bernese Mountain Dog; one that had rabies. I sulked, unable to locate the same admiration Pops held for Mom when she carried me in her womb.I recalled Pops telling me how beautiful Mom was while I grew inside her. How majestic her dark tresses were, how radiant her smile had been, how fascinated he was by her hormonal fluctuations, and how he couldn't keep his hands off her. He informed me that his sexual desires hit the Milky Way every time he saw her.But staring at the heavily pregnant Vanessa, I didn't notice an ounce of spark. All I could picture was Shrek with long hair and acne. A sound of an inflating balloon snapped me from my trance. “What was that?” I questioned myself, glancing around the area, seeking to pinpoint where the noise came from. And then, my nose cracked the mystery when the smell of rotten eggs penetrated my nostrils, and my eyes watered from
COLOURS OF THE DEVIL 47: FREAKSTORM
PEBBLES' POVWhite-hot lightning flashed through the blackening sky, followed by the smashing sound of thunder. The pitter-pattering of the rain was like drumbeats on the roof of the car. I couldn't see the road outside as curtains of water covered the windows. “It's getting terrible outside,” the chauffeur mumbled shakily, and then the car halted. “We're here,” he announced.” Let me take you to the door,” he grabbed his umbrella.My eyes darted to his feet. I noticed earlier that he had a wooden leg. I couldn't trouble him. He still had to drive back to his workplace and then his home.“Thanks, but I'm only seconds from the front door. Now you be careful out there.”“I will. I saw an inn two minutes down the road. I will rest there until this storm pasts.”I fished my keys from my purse, and I bolted for the door. Torrential rain poured down in icy sheets like needles pricking my face. I hastily opened the door and jumped inside. My fingers trembled and my body shivered. I hugged my
COLOURS OF THE DEVIL 48: FINISH WHAT I STARTED
ACE'S POVA circus of thoughts was swirling through my mind while I ran like an insane person who was working to escape from the sanatorium. The stink of antiseptic mixed with sweat and bleach stained the air as I scurried to get to Vanessa. ROOM 212. I stood clutching my chest while squeezing my eyes shut, struggling to calm my breathing. I was nervous — fuck that — I was terrified. Grandma told me over the phone that Vanessa lost a lot of blood, she sounded disturbed.“If anything happens to my baby or Vanessa, I will never forgive myself."I wiped my sweaty palms on my trousers and with nervous hands; I twisted the doorknob and nudged the door open. It creaked, causing three sets of eyes to focus my way.Vanessa was there, perching on the double mattress; her back being cushioned into a sitting position by three pillows, and Grandma was holding her hand for comfort. I barely noticed the person sporting a white coat and holding the clipboard. “Vanessa —” But before I could ask her
COLOURS OF THE DEVIL 49: SERIAL KILLER
THIS CHAPTER CONTAINS A VIVID SCENE OF VIOLENCE THAT MAY BE TRIGGERING FOR SOME. READ AT YOUR OWN RISK!There was no doubt about it. The God of lightning and thunder was furious as he cast down on the earth glorious streaks of lightning brightening the night's sky; it was like a brilliant camera flash as it struck repeatedly. The thunder rolled across the midnight sky; it was as if it demanded to crack the world in two. Thor was angry with the earth because of people like Harrison.Like a raging Banshee, the wind screamed and howled, reverberating around the green landscape, eerily echoing as Ace desperately manoeuvred through the ruthless raindrops that were relentlessly plummeting from the heavens, it was like there were scores of Japanese aircraft flying above the vehicle dropping kamikaze bombs down on the ground, and they splattered against the roof of the car like stones against a zinc surface.Ace gripped the steering wheel tight. He squinted his eyes, trying to see through the
COLOURS OF THE DEVIL 50: DR. BAILEY
ACE'S POVAn hour after I obliterated Harrison, the police and the paramedics showed up. Their excuses were the storm cut down many trees and power poles that blocked their way to our neighbourhood. “Ace, I don't feel so good," Pebbles complained. The rain had stopped, and a female paramedic took her into the back of the ambulance and gave her a quick inspection. “You're burning up. Are you in pain?" She asked Pebbles.“I have a sharp twinge in my lower abdomen.”The paramedic placed Pebbles to lie on the bed inside the ambulance. She examined her tummy. Pebbles motioned for me to stay by her side. I sat in the back with her and held her hand. “When was your last period?” She asked Pebbles.“Ahh, maybe 2 months ago," she replied.“I see. Are you guys using protection?” She inquired, this time eyeing me.“She's a virgin," I answered for Pebbles. The woman gaped at me like I had five heads. Probably thinking a guy like me would live between his girlfriend's thighs. Believe me, there
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