I looked at Nadine, noticing her long hair had grown a bit since I last saw her, yes, it's been about eight years. She had aged, yet gracefully so. Where once in her younger days she exuded a cool, warrior-like aura, now she seemed to radiate a gentle, motherly warmth.Her eyes met mine, brimming with a multitude of emotions, as she rushed toward me but suddenly halted. A shadow of fear flickered across her gaze, perhaps a remnant of guilt from the pas, perhaps a lingering reminder of how she had stabbed me before. I sighed inwardly.I sighed, reflecting on how women tend to remember every mistake made against them for a lifetime, and maybe even beyond into the afterlife. However, men were accustomed to being hurt by women.“Come here,” I beckoned with open arms, a soft smile playing on my lips, devoid of any resentment. “Don’t you want a hug?”She hesitated for a moment, then threw herself into my embrace, her familiar scent enveloping me, reigniting long-lost memories. “Nadine, than
AuroraI don’t know what or how I'm supposed to feel, as everything fun has turned to ashes over time. Now, having been married to Nicholas for almost seven years, we've come to understand each other well.I've slept with many men, and he's been with many women; neither of us expects loyalty from the other. He covets my title as Luna Queen, and I, in turn, desire his wealth. Once a prince with vast business holdings, he ensures we never lack money.As I watched Alex on the television, his appearance unchanged and as handsome as ever after seven years, I was forced to reflect deeply on my lifestyle. Life was once interwoven with sheer happiness and joy until he refused to dismiss the woman he was involved with in a virtual affair. That mistake still clings to him.The intense anger I once harbored for him has somewhat faded over time, but I couldn't help but sigh.Despite marrying Nicholas to alleviate my pain, I continued to indulge in sex with numerous partners, drink excessively, an
AuroraI don’t know where I made the mistake of falling into the mud the first time, and now I cannot find a way out of it anymore. It's because I’ve started to make a living while being mired in the mud already. Alex was known as the Alpha king among the werewolves, but to normal humans, he was a rich man wielding immense power and owning multiple companies. He was a business celebrity, and everything about celebrities was adored by the media. Especially when it came to allegations of abuse, I tried hard to portray myself as the woman victimized by Alex, and all the media started to capture my image, write my story; I even got paid for appearing on live shows. Women from around the world rallied to support me through this ‘hardship.’ The more I appeared on the live shows, the more I learned how to sway people's sympathy towards me. Once, the host asked, “I heard that at one time, you were seen with many men. Can you tell us what really happened?” I believe Nicholas and his tea
The smart wrist device clung to my arm, its sensors locking onto Nicholas's face. In the hushed stillness, I activated the device and when its frequency struck Nicholas's face, his head disintegrated into atomic dust, leaving behind a charred mark on his neck. The woman sleeping beside him remained blissfully unaware, her breath steady and undisturbed. Perhaps they were exhausted from the night's earlier activities.I silently made my way out and returned to my transparent flying capsule on the top of the castle, activating my GPS and contacting Linda, my assistant. "How many of the old royal generals do we still need to take down tonight?" I inquired."Four to go, Master," she responded crisply.The night stretched before me, full of tasks. I piloted the capsule at breakneck speed, akin to a jet, slicing through the darkness. Upon reaching the next location, I used the smart device’s frequency to dissolve the wall into dust, stealthily entered, and eliminated the general, leaving no
AlexI brought back a child, a five-year-old girl, to my mansion when I encountered Nadine. "Can you take care of this child as you do our own?" I asked tentatively."Who is she?" Nadine inquired, her eyes narrowing slightly in confusion and curiosity.I hesitated, grappling with the truth. The thought of Nadine possibly becoming a cruel stepmother to Aurora's daughter haunted me. But the weight of the secret was too heavy. As she could find the answer by herself anytime she wants."She is Aurora's daughter," I confessed. "I killed Nicholas, and soon Aurora will vanish from this world. This child is utterly alone, bearing no fault in these tragic events.""And her name?" Nadine pressed, her demeanour softening as she gently took the child into her arms, cradling her with maternal warmth.Shaking my head, I replied, "Aurora refused to name her. She's been living like a shadow among the maids, an unwanted soul.""How heartless can one be!" Nadine exclaimed, her face contorting in anger
One had to remember where he was from. I had completed my research to elevate human frequency to a higher dimension, allowing passage through space and time. This ambition was fueled by my desire to meet my parents in the future.In my study room, I carefully handled the clothes that had swaddled me as a baby, left at the orphanage door. The fabric held the mystery of my origins. Despite using the gate to the past to uncover who had placed me at the orphanage, no one appeared. The clothes and I simply materialized out of nowhere.I placed the garment on the scanning blueprint machine, aiming to record every atom and deduce the era it hailed from. This information was pivotal for my journey to that specific time.The smart device strapped to my wrist was brimming with data necessary for the impending future war. In moments, the year 2112 flashed on its screen. Was it truly 80 years into the future?Activating the smart device on my left arm, my body began to feel ethereal, as the body
‘No, I cannot move now before I know everything about them. I may wrongly save people and cause trouble. I need to study them more,’ I thought, my mind racing with caution.“Spheres 567, stay on the underground and record everything about their activities,” I commanded, letting them delve into the shadows.Finding one of the human underground hubs, I dispatched another hundred spheres to scout the area. Because humans may concentrate in one locale, and my hunch was spot on.Humans were crafting an underground city, intertwining with the natural caves and beginning to carve out a vast space within the earth's embrace.Through the spherical eyes, I glimpsed a colossal chamber that sparked memories of the largest underground city ever discovered, Derinkuyu in Cappadocia, Turkey, capable of sheltering around 20,000 people along with their livestock and food stores.But the population here seemed to surpass 80,000, with the capacity to house over 200,000. As I used the spheres to map the e
I stood in my house, gazing at the sprawling expanse of New York City below, dreaming of transforming it into a colossal dome.However, the architectural limitations soon became apparent, leading to a revised plan of constructing a network of smaller domes, each the size of a soccer field, interconnected like a honeycomb.This design was not only efficient but also practical in case of emergencies, such as shattered glass or structural failures. It could be easily detached and repaired without causing trouble to the entire dome.As the temperature inside the dome needed to be controlled for the plants and for the humans.The first group of eighty slaves, were settled in one of the completed domes. For the time being, they shared a common sleeping area, heavily medicated to aid their recovery and adjustment to their new environment.Each person was assigned a spherical device designed to help them acclimate to this "new Eden."At the night before, I was guiding them out of the undergro