"Why are you telling me this? If you didn't want anyone disrupting the ritual, then why tell me all of this?" I move toward her. "Maybe I am different from your mother. Your blood is the most important thing needed for the ritual so as you can see, I have no reason not to want you here." She answer
Miguel "What do you mean by that?" Lila asked, coming closer to me and squatting to my level. For some moment before she squatted, I saw her mother in her. They were quite similar in looks. It terrified me that when I looked at the person I loved, I saw the person that was about to destroy all th
Writer's POV Matilda smiled with satisfaction, staring at the progress she had made. Now that the one playing the key role in the ritual was gone, there wasn't much for her to do any longer. She heard the door creak open and she knew it was none other than Abigail. They were the only ones who eve
Lila "I failed everyone." I fell on my knees, staring at nothing in particular. Tears welled up in my eyes when I realized what I had done. When I left, I didn't just hurt Miguel, I didn't just hurt myself or disappoint my father, I had put absolutely everyone in danger, even my mother. I saw th
He leaned closer and whispered into my ears, "And you're still as blindingly beautiful as ever, my true mate." "But no matter how beautiful I would ever be, you would always be much more beautiful." That wasn't supposed to be a joke, it was the absolute truth. I could easily fit into the horrible
Lila My joy knew no bounds as I continued to touch the carvings on the rock. Miguel couldn't properly comprehend what was going on but I could tell that he wasn't bothered, not with how my mood had gotten more life. "I need something really thick that I can write with." I said out loud when I spot
We've been through so much together, so much had threatened our love for each other and our lives too. "I did those things a lot, but that's not what I was referring to." His voice grew louder and I knew that he was starting to move closer to me. He moved my hair over my shoulder, leaving his fing
"Did you get the right spell combination?" He asked, wide-eyed. It was obvious that he wasn't going through what I was going through so I decided to keep it to myself. I slowly got up from my little workspace. I walked toward him, trying to check if it was only cold in my workspace. It was cold