I told her. I told her everything, from the dreams I've been having to the point where i wake up beside every dead victim with their blood all over me. I told her about my fears and about how i managed to disguise myself and escape the mall without my face begin caught on camera.
By the time i was done, her eyes looked like they were about to fall off their sockets. She was quiet for a good ten minutes, not uttering a single word,
Never in my life would i have thought i would have to face what i'm facing right now. This was the confirmation i'd wanted, it was the confirmation i needed. And yes i'd thought about this, i'd imagined so many different scenarios about this and it turns out my theory was partially true. I felt nauseous, this is real and it's in me i can't escape it."Dian..." Faye began to speak but i interrupted her.
"I'm leaving."Two words that destroyed my insides and made me feel like a crumbled pile of dust. This is some kind of joke, it has to be."What do you mean you are leaving?"."I mean
His hair was a golden shade of blonde, his face perfectly sculpted with jaws that could have you staring for much longer than needed, accompanied with a small blonde stubble under his chin. His lips a dark shade of pink and his eyes...God, his eyes! A captivating shade of ocean blue looking at me with a bit of surprise and remorse."Are you okay?" He asked dropping the small take away bag on his hand and lending me another. He's voice was deep and obvious to masculinity in an attractive way "i'm sorry, didn't see you there".
"What?"Her asking me the question again even though she heard me right annoyed the hell out of me, but still i repeated it again."I am going to Rome.""You can't just go to Rome!" Sh
He looked at me. The dark brown of his eyes staring at my green ones a little surprised. His lips curved up into a wrinkled smile."How are you?" My father asked, taking a step closer and i took one back.It had been four years since i had last seen him and five years since the divorce. Back then he had been so hell bent on getting custody of me b
Have you ever been chased by a bull? I haven't but with what i am feeling right now, i could imagine what it feels like, or maybe the feeling would be less nerve racking than this, either ways i am very sure it would feel much better than having a gun aimed directly on your head while knowing that just a little pull of your enemies finger could end your life right there and then, and there was no one to come save you.My eyes were shinning wide open and my heart was beating frantically as a result a fear, a feeling that i have recently become quite accustomed to in a matter of a week.He opened his mouth and spat some words in Italian. Venom laced in every word, words that i could not even piece together as he adjusted his index finger on the trigger."W-what are you d-doing?" I stuttered."You!" He repeated his previous word, squeezing tighter around the silver pistol "what do you want from me again?".Again? Have we ever even met before? "I just want to talk, please do not do what yo
It was like i was completely frozen. Nothing made sense anymore, the clouds were darker and full of terror, my mind was a fog of guilt and so much more, the only thing that i could see was the body of the man who had a wonderful smile, a man who had served me his mothers pasta recipe, sat me close to a fire because i was cold, served me coffee and listened to a stranger pour out all the weird shit she had gotten herself into and still offered help. The only thing i could see was that magnificent human being lying dead on the floor in a pool of his own blood.T
They were silent. Simply looking at me without an emotion in their eyes. I did not mean for Ming's dad to hear the conversation, but the man is like a sloth, seriously! i did not even hear his foot steps when he came in.Ming shot her eyes tight, took in a deep breath and looked me in the eye "No! you didn't. I know you, you would never hurt a soul, so stop playing jokes and talk to me."
A note from the author.We have just reached the climax. Demon host has finally come to an end right here.And I know there are so many things that have not been sorted out, so many mysteries to be solved. And you all have questions, which is why I am currently working on putting up the second part of this series "Demon's possession".This book was originally meant to be a triology series but after much consideration, I finally decided to split the first part in two, which is now "Demon Host" and "Demon's possession" because it was getting longer than I had expected, in the process now making it a four book series.I would be taking a little time off to focus on my other ongoing books till they're completed so updates on the second book might come up very slowly. I hope you all can understand.In the meantime I have already published a draft of the Demon's possession here on GoodNovel so feel free to add it to your libra
My thoughts were all over the place, i wanted to open my mouth to say something but the words did not seem to want to fall off, and just like Faye could read my mind she quickly said,"I'll go get it instead." But maybe that was just her way of quenching her curiosity and number one reason for coming here to begin with, but either ways I was somewhat grateful.Letting out an audible sigh, I quickly looked through the two dresses lying in front of me and picked up the white one, pushed it on and as quickly as I could straighten my hair with a little touch of lip gloss to my dry lips. Not exactly the look i was opting for but it would have to do. I did not want to keep him waiting.A pair of neon heals later, i was standing in the mirror again, zoning on my look. Even though i have been on numerous dates previously in my life before a part of me still felt a little nervous, maybe this would not turn out as well...I shook the thought out of my mind, strapped my purse around my shoulder a
Even though the vacancy in this small fitted diner was becoming more and more after brunch serves, the place was still noisy, filled with laughter and clashing of plates cups or glasses but yet still the silence in the tiny space at the back in our little corner booth between my friends was deafening to my ears.I watched Ming's expression contour into one of confusion and Faye's into one of disappointment.
"About?" I swallowed, not in anyway liking the intensity in the words that just fell off her lips.Ming sighed deeply, looking around to see if anyone was looking in thier direction before lowering her head and whispering one word, one name, that had my brows going up and the extra mile. "Isabella.""You know... The doctor?" She said."What about her?"" I can't really pinpoint it... But there's something up with her. " She looked like she was in deep thought, there was little wrinkle between her brows as she stared down at her fruit punch and spoke low tones. "While I was blanked... I saw something".With those words, I sat upright now full-fledged, interested in what she was saying and so was Faye.The way Ming's fingers shook when she said those words, ever so slightly i would have missed it if I was not trying to observe every bit of her movements and reactions,
MY HANDS MOVED fluently on their own accord around the scrawny sketch pad now covered in scrambled up images. I had the picture in my head yet whenever I tried to put it down to paper it always came out so wrong.'Why?'I nearly screamed out of frustration at the remedy then I stopped for just a moment to take in my hand work. It was a rough sketch indeed. The darkened lines bind with the edges of her skin put me at an edge, it wasn't even real... Yet I was jolting. This is my doing, my work, my drawing, of a creature that had hunted my dreams for so long up till now.The hollowness in the depths of it's eyes made my stomach clench. Knowing fully well that it was inside of me and it could probably see exactly what I was doing right then....or not.I remember the empty look in it's eyes like I was staring at it live all over again. But I refused to be consumed by the thought, and just
This is the first time I'm doing this, and I'm very sorry this isn't a chapter, but I felt it was necessary to let you guys know about my current predicament, mostly to avoid any hate speach or over pushing on my comment section.I'm going to be slacking a little on my updates more lately than before. Why? Because I have a life outside writing, a situation of most which I can't mention here most importantly.I'm not in a right state right now and things are a bit tough but I'm only saying this to explain why I won't be updating quite often anymore as it's affecting me gravely.And to top all of that, there's school... A very time and energy consuming thing that's also going to affect my updating schedule. Yes! I am still very much a student in every sense...But I'm going to try my very best to post at least a chapter every week. I hope you can understand, you
My eyes remained stuck staring at his dark brown ones. Fully shocked I could not seem to close my lips that now had a small space between them, hanging inches apart like a gaping fish.The waves on his natural dark coily hair stayed smoothened in perfect lines on his head. Amusement danced around his eyes as he bit on his lower lip and smoothened the rough little stubble on his chin with his index and thumb fingers, still looking right back at me.
The harsh smell of medicine and clinic hit my nostrils as I stepped into the hospital. The air-con hit me fast causing faint goosebumps to rise up my skin and a cold shiver run down my spine as I hugged my arms around myself.I did not waste time getting to Ming's hospital room. My mind was racing with a million thoughts, but overruled by then all was the hope that she was indeed awake and okay.
She stud there silently drinking in my appearance, then a heavy sigh escaped her lips as she took hurried steps and embraced me in a light hug. She cupped my face between her hands and kissed my forehead lightly, a faint smile forming on her lips."When did you get home?""Early this morning." I replied watching her cautiously. There was an edge to her features. She looked slightly u