Dylan reached to the bakery...his fashion sense was her favourite.
The way he dressed as if he was some sort of a magazine model.No doubt the man was rich and handsome.Any girl could drool over him...guess she was one lucky brat.Pidge walked to him as she kissed him.The three girls smiled at their soft romance."How are you, baby?" he asked softly and she answered, "Fine. You?""Perfect...I had the perfect last night..." his whispers were low."Okay, love birds. Enough with the whispering," Winter said in a taunting tone."What's with the long face, Winter?" Dylan asked walking forward, his hand grabbing the waist of his girlfriend."Oh, it's too much Winter..." Rosina interrupted."And yet she is heated up..." Lia completed the sentence.Winter pursed her lips in a thin line speaking up, "You can have all the romance in the world...she might not be able to meet you in a few days..."Dylan narrowed his dark eyebroAfter a while remaining quiet, the old lady stood up and held her clutch as she started walking."Come on, Dylan..." she only said this and the stepson instantly followed her leaving his fiance behind.All the way to the house, she remained silent. He also, thinking of uttering a word but he couldn't.Driving to his house, he parked the car outside and stopped the engine.His mother opened the door and stepped out, slamming the door gently before walking in.Sighing Dylan hit his hand abruptly to the steering wheel.He was so sure that his stepmother would disapprove of the girl.The silence on her face said it all.Dylan had just stepped in the house when he made his way to the stairs.Suddenly his mother called out, "Dylan..."He paused and turned to walk to the living room as he just kept on standing."Go to your room and pack your bags."As he parted his lips to speak she raised her hand to make him quiet."That's
Dylan reached to the bakery where he saw the girls were sitting idle, all of their faces sad."Pidge?" he looked around then to the girls."She is gone..." Winter stated impassively.He rushed out of the bakery looking around just to find her.Dialling her number, he waited for her to answer.Dylan was getting insane...both of his hands tight on his head."Pidge!" he yelled before getting on his knees.A bleak, thin wind it was, like a fine sour wine, searching the marrow and bringing no bloom to the cheek.Pidge knew the moment she started to cry, she was alone. She cried slowly, with tears dripping down her temples and the soft hum of her own voice echoing throughout the room. She knew she existed and breathed. It was as simple and beautiful as the strumming of a guitar. Yet, she meant nothing to anyone. She was alone, sinking deeper and deeper within her own music.The rest of the world could be seen, drifting farther and farther away
The smell of fresh wood was spread around when she came back in her senses.Pidge slowly opened her eyes just to look around.She was in a room, laying comfortably on a warm bed...the heater giving her warmth.She looked around and found that she was somewhere safe...but who brought her here?Her head was pounding heavily as she tried to get up from the bed."Easy, love..." there came a familiar voice made her turn her neck to him.He walked forward gently placing the tray on the bedside table."Dylan..." she spoke weakly."How are you feeling?" he asked worriedly."What am I doing here?" she asked looking him in the eyes."You had a fever...so I brought you here," he answered honestly."Dylan, this is not right. We cannot meet now that we have broken..." she was immediately interrupted by him saying, "No, we haven't broken up, Pidge. And we never will...""Your mother..." she again, was interfered by the handsome hunk sayi
"You don't have to continue being a baker in my bakery..." Mrs Willow quietly sipped the coffee."I want to...""Mrs Willow, you started with me. I was the only person when the bakery got opened. And now that we have reached this far...I don't want to make my energy wasted."I may not be the original owner of it...but deep down, I love the bakery."The words of Pidge soothed the heart of an old lady as she let out a pleasing smile."It's yours...I respect your decision."Dylan was quite satisfied with the behaviour of his mother.He knew that she will sooner or later accept Pidge...not because he threatened her to but she could not stand against his only son.He was her weakness."Pidge?" the voices of three cheerful girls came across their ears and they turned their faces around.Lia, Rosina and Winter walked in watching the happy face of Pidge."Lia! Rosina! Winter!" she stood up pleasantly and went to them for a hug."I'
Mrs Willow had opened the door of her son's bedroom and saw the empty bed.She thought he might be in the washroom but the lights there were shut, too.She then thought to check upon Pidge and watched the both of them sleeping peacefully.A warm feeling arose in her heart as she let out a hearty smile.Turning away, she went back to sleep.Next morning, Pidge woke up with a wide smile of the man lying next to her."Morning, sunshine..." he spoke delightfully."Morning..." she yawned as she stretched herself."Wake up and have breakfast. Then we have to go to the boutique for the dress."His words brought a wide smile on her face."Are you coming with us, too?" she asked yawning."Why, yes. Of course, I am going with you. I'm going to help you choose the dress for our engagement.""As if..." she rolled her eyes standing up as she walked to the vanity mirror just to see her beautiful sleepy face."Don't roll your eyes ov
"Sire, your jet is ready to roll..." a man, dressed in cargo pants and black shirt, his features strong and bald hair made him look more of a professional bodyguard."Good..." he didn't bother to look at him, just burying his head to a file he was reading."But, sire..." the bodyguard seemed quiet...trying to find the exact words which could not make his boss angry.He raised his head...his deep pierced eyes directly looked up to gazed him."Ms Russo has thrown a party on her yacht..." the bodyguard informed carefully.His gaze went from expressionless to judgy as his ears rose and the jaw goes clenching."This is what you have to say, Conrard?" his eyes go narrow."Sorry to bother you, Sire. I was told to inform you..." the bodyguard gulped in nervousness.The man who was sitting on the office chair twitches his lips as he leaned back on his seat...so much going on his mind.He had tousled dark brown hair, which was thick and lustrous. H
"Come on, guys. Let's go already!" Winter couldn't contain her excitement.She was wearing a long coat wrapped up paired with jeans, her long boots covered up till her ankles.She felt giddy with excitement. She wanted to run, to shout, but she had to wait.Wait for her sluggish best friends who were taking way too long."Relax, Winter! Our flight is not in five minutes!" Lia who walked down the stairs shouted."We only have two hours. Let's get going..." Winter spoke back."Okay, Dylan. I'm all covered up," Pidge spoke staring at the phone screen as she climbed down the stairs.She and Dylan had been talking on a video call ever since he reached NewYork.When the taxi arrived and they were ready to go, Mrs Willow stopped her daughter in law and exclaimed, "Take very good care of yourself, my child."She even hugged her before she let her go completely.Pidge, Rosina, Lia and Winter were sitting in a taxi which took them to the airpo
Maddox stepped down the stairs of the private jet and buttoned his suit.The shades he was wearing made him look some kind of a King.That was right. He was the King of Vegas.He was used to this kind of luxurious life, now none of it bothers him.He knows all the people who know him fears of him. Yet he enjoys seeing their drained faces and voices stammers in front of him.On the runway were standing two powerful SUVs along with a black limousine shining perfectly.He stepped in his car and seated comfortably. The car drove to the private villa he booked for his staying.Conrard had booked Soneva Fushi Private Reserve for his boss.Conrard was the left hand and the manager of Maddox Dasher.There is no one in this world Maddox trusts more than him."Where is Travolta?" asked Maddox looking out of the car window.Conrard took a look at his phone and answered, "Your villa..."The car screeched to a magnificent private villa.
*Six months later*The wolf just shrugged his body when he licked his lips. Sniffling in the fresh air, he jumped on the rock and howled endlessly.The darkness of the forest amazes him. It's been since he went to the monastery and did some meditation, his temper is now calm. Maddox Dasher became more patient with his life. Spending every day in the company and nights with his som, Xylus he was busy in his life.The only thing which makes him depress sometimes is his sleeping wife.Its been six months and she is still resting inside the coffin, in the sunroom.Conrard and Vlora had married and Crystal was happy. Melvin and Travolta were expecting their first child together.Debrah and Caden had joined the family business while Mambo was looking after the Czar pack.Leticia took over the place of father Angelo as he was dead.Witches say that he had a cardiac attack and lost his life. Little Xylus was growing up and he now rec
"Come in..." there came a rusty hissing voice and Weston and David both exchanged horrific looks.The woman with them pushed a bit and they stepped in the room."Closer..." said the voice.They took a few more steps."Closer...." It hissed again.As soon as they reached more and more closer they were startled by the sudden hysteric laughing."On your knees...." They immediately went into their knees and their eyes came across a pair of feet with no toes, as if it was chopped off by an axe and being tied with the thread.Looking up the legs were slender and fair...they looked like the legs of a woman.Looking more up their eyes met to the breasts covered with the clothing, plumpy and round.And finally to her face. It was a very beautiful woman ahead of them. She had platinum blonde hair tied up into a very big victorian style bun.Her eyes warm brown and flecks of reddish look on them. She had the most beautiful smile on
A city in a class of its own, from its world-class gastronomy and electric art scene to its distinctivearchitectureandneighbourhoods, New Orleans is like no other city. Add in its jazzy soundtrack and tropical climate, this is a destination everyone can enjoy. Essentially an island between the Mississippi River and Lake Pontchartrain, New Orleans is a city defined and shaped by waterways. Nicknamed the Crescent City because of its quarter-moon shape. Creole cuisine, gospel music,jazz funeralsand a sassy stew of cultures that are uniquely it's own.New Orleans is like no other place in the world, a city formed by the superstitions, traditions and history of Creoles, Spaniards, French, Irish, Italians, enslaved Africans and free people of colour. The particular experiences to be had here have always been driven by independent thinkers, creative spirits and non-conformists. And that is never going to change.The huge delivery ca
It was midnight when Leticia was in the basement, the room was dark, the candles all around the corners.In middle, the small squared shape deep dish in black and flames burning on it. Her eyes were closed and she was murmuring continuously, the chanting began and it resumed for a while. After spending some time alone and chanting, she noticed that the poison was just to kill an alpha. It was poisonous only to werewolves. But the amount of wolf blood present in Lady Dasher's body is making her asleep.The knife was being soaked in plain water and she saw the green bubbles releasing from it making the whole water filled with green thickness.Making a disgusting face she took the knife out and wrapped it in the white napkin.She has to take this knife to the alpha so that he could kill the witch. Now she will put the trick of the wicked witch on herself.______________________________Running abruptly in the woods Maddox's fo
"Come on, sister. Sit in the car, right this moment."Maddox gestured them to sit in the car. All three of them got seated and he asked the monk to pull over.Maddox kept his car behind them and when they reached go Vegas again, he changed his direction.Maddox Dasher went to the beach to check up on his yacht company. These days have been so busy for him. He was divided between two different worlds. He never knew marrying a human could bring him to face this kind of bothering things. But in the end, what matters him the most is his wife and the child which is yet to born. This story of Paxson is taking way too long. There might be a way to get rid of her...he can't just say it to her directly.When in anger Paxson gets the most vicious witch. He can't bear to get her violence out on his child. She will go after him, that he was sure of. The enclosed beach is silent, the bright ball blinds him as it emerges, it rises like a yellow lollipop on the dist
"What else do you want me to do for you, Paxson?" Pesta asked in a nasal tone. "Paxson? Well, I thought you are going to call me..." "Okay, enough. I have to get back before someone notices me..."With that, Pesta turned to walk away leaving the child eater alone.Late in the dark forest, standing on the edge of the cliff, she slipped her feet and flew down.Letting out wicked shrieks, Paxson was flying in the air. The cold wind striking directly on her face. Her hair blowing away.Her last shriek echoed around the forest when Conrard was in his wolf form, his ears rose to a sudden shriek.Vlora, Debrah and Weston had left to talk to a monk...Vlora left her daughter in Dasherwood with Leticia. Pidge might be back soon plus her father was here to look after her.She had to solve this matter. Finish Paxson once and for all so that her brother would be released.Crystal was whining about her mother leaving her for a road trip and her
It is a punishment to go out during the hot summer. The mercury is at its peak during the summer. Heat is unbearable even during the early hours of the day. As the mercury ascends, there is a temperature rise. All living beings find it difficult to bear the scorching heat. Life is very uncomfortable during this time. The early hour of the day is pleasant, particularly when the sun is about to appear. It is cool and calm. Cold wind blows. But with the rise of the sun, the mood of the day seems to be changing. Heat is felt during the hour. As the sun ascends, the plants also begin to feel the severity of the day. Their teases fall. They appear dull. Even the flowers which have bloomed soon lose their charm during the day hour. The period between dawn and sunlight present a lovely sight. The twilling scene is very beautiful. The calm and serene atmosphere, the cool and bracing climate and the refreshing breeze give a soothing effect. The chirping sound of the bird appears to be enchant
"Oh, babe. This is my sister..." Paxson cuts Maddox saying, "Vlora Dasher, right?" Vlora stood there impassively. She had no good to talk to the witch she has been fearing off her whole childhood.She wishes to snap her neck at this very moment."You are beautiful," Paxson complimented pleasantly."And you are wicked. Now that you have my brother, don't think you will adjust in our family. You can take my brother and rot in hell with him."Paxson chuckled hysterically. The wrinkles cane across on the corner of her lips when she laughed.Pidge was listening to them, eyeing her pathetic husband from the corner of her eyes."I knew you won't like me...back then you both were children. But right now, I am dating your brother..." Paxson winked at the she-wolf."Did anybody ever tell you that you are an obnoxious, pathetic and worthless little bitch?" Vlora blurted out.Maddox could only enjoy their conversation. He knew his sister was one of
"It is not an order but a warn-" she made his mouth squat like a duck with her hand making a quack sign.He was immediately shut up. "Oh, alpha. Why do you always forget how to talk with me?" she asked examining the perfectly manicured nails of herself.Her one hand still was in the same position. When his anger was calm down and his face relaxes, she leaves his mouth and he breaths heavily."Much better..." she smiled.Maddox was getting on his last nerves...the woman ahead of him was the stubborn one.He cannot wait to kill her and eat her flesh."How badly I wish to snap your neck at this very moment. But, alpha does forgive me for sparing your life.""I-" "Okay...you want me to release the children, right?" "Everything has a price, alpha. You know it better.""What do you want in return for the children?" He finally came to the important topic...she knew he would sooner or later come up to the point.The