Malia's POV The Uber driver kept staring at me and Hansel through his rear mirror, probably astounded at how I swiftly carried him into the vehicle. " It seems like you gym a lot, huh?" he asked, his eyes running a 200 meter race from the road to the mirror. " Pardon?" I didn't understand what he meant by the word ' gym'. " I asked if you gym a lot?" " Uh, um........ yeah, yes", I finally gave up and just answered. I could only hope that since it was a yes or no question, my answer wouldn't seem weird, and most importantly, wouldn't lead to another question. " Wow, but you don't look like it at all", he continued, his right hand swaying here and there off the wheel as he drove, " women who normally gym are usually all bones and muscles, but you're slender and super feminine". " I guess I'm not like them", I just tried to go with the flow, hoping that the drive would end soon. " Looks like he's your boyfriend?" he was talking about Hansel. " Oh no, no, he's not. J
" Thanks for the ride", I said as I hurled Hansel out of the car, tightly gripped. " No problem", he said, looking around the area like a surveyor, " but where are you gonna go from here, like, there's no house here?" I was hoping he wouldn't ask such a question, but knowing fully well how unpredictable mundanes could be, I prepared a lie. " Well, tomorrow's his birthday so I decided with a few friends to hold a camp party. He was a scout and really loved camping, so we decided to remind him of old days", I dished out the lie, fresh from the oven. " Oh, that makes a lot of sense. No problem, enjoy yourselves, and happy birthday to him". " Thank you", I said as he drove off, his backlight disappearing into the distance with a slow blur. I turned around, facing the familiar woods that I had always maneuver whenever it was time to meet Diego. The familiar crocking sounds of toads and night creatures were very much audible, and the moon was absent in the sky, giving the fores
Patricia's POV " They called for what?" Valkyrie asked, his mouth wide open, his eyes almost tearing up in shock. No one spoke. No one could actually. If the witches had called for an Assembly, it only meant one thing - they have become aware of Diego and his abnormal mate. " Who summoned the coven?" he asked no one in particular, placing his two hands on his head as if the head was about to fall off. " Who the hell called the coven?" he banged his fist on the table in fury, as if it was the poor table that had summoned the coven. It was that witch girl, Ariel or whatever it is they called her. I was so certain about that. " Take him out", the Maester said as Diego was still mopping at everyone in surprise. I escorted him outside to the guard who was to take him to his captive chambers. " Patricia?" he called as I was about to leave. " What is it?" I turned to face him, anger building up in me just with the sight of him. He just kept quiet, as if he wanted to
Dad stood in the middle of the cave, a fire torch in his hand, illuminating the pitch black space with yellow light. I was trembling, almost crying and almost freezing to death. Mom was tied to the side, her hands wounded behind her and tied to her feet, her mouth gagged as she continued crying, pleading consistently. She was saying " please, don't make her do this, please don't" but everything sounded like grunts, how I was able to get what she was saying was all intuition. Dad wasn't listening to her, I bet he wasn't even hearing her. His ears were clogged with rage and fury and his eyes were hot blood red as he stared at me in disdain. " Patricia", he calmly called, his voice more cold than ice, sending shivers to my already shivering body. " Yes dad", I answered still crying my eyes out, hoping that he would retrieve his order, that he would tell me that it was all a joke, that everything was a prank he and mom had planned. But it wasn't, I knew my dad too well to know t
Malia's POV Everything was snowy and cold, and the sun hid its face from the earth, just helping with its rays to provide the earth with illumination. I was running, and someone held me by the hand as we ran together. For some reason, I felt I was shorter than I actually was, but that didn't matter at that moment because our lives were in danger. That is why we're running, right? I looked up to behold the woman who was running with me, and Lo and behold, it was my mother. There was a hint of excitement in me, I felt happy that I was with her. I wanted to stop running, but I couldn't. I wanted to call out to her, to tell her how much I've missed her, but I couldn't. We just kept running, as if controlled by a supernatural force. She barged a large antique door open and led me inside, closing the he door behind her. I found the interior of the building strangely familiar - the long chairs set side by side, constituting of four in a row, the colored windows with depictions of
I couldn't tell why it felt as if I did something bad. I know I actually did something bad; my feelings for Diego will undeniably be seen as bad, but I couldn't tell why it felt as if they had found out about it because only when they find out about it will I agree to being a bad girl. As long as they don't know anything about Diego, I was damn innocent of any charges against me. " Malia, I will not ask that question a second time, where have you been?" alpha Jace asked again, his voice becoming more suppressive. For the fact that he didn't even take my nudity into consideration, it meant that he meant business, and I was well aware of it. " Alpha, I was kidnapped", I tried to sound sympathetic, to at least appear as a victim of torture, but that didn't seem to break my interrogators down. " By who?" Mr Pakistan asked, his voice cool and straightforward, suspicious even, " who kidnapped you and why would they kidnap you?" " It was the vampires. They were using me for some s
Ariel's POV Ever since I could remember, I have always wanted to be as powerful as my mother, and if providence permitted, more powerful than she was. And the first step to achieving that was just to solve one of the witches mysteries and get promoted to a senior witch; the position came with a broom for flying and the Ingrid spell book. The witches' mysteries were definitely far from being easy. These mysteries consisted of things that were yet to be known, solving unexplainable puzzles and explaining certain causes of some events such as finding out what was at the depth of the Bermuda triangle, or determining the cause of the blood rain, or giving a specific time frame or a cause of the blood moon, or finding out the durations of total solar eclipse. Some mysteries were obviously impossible to solve, while others were relatively possible, such as finding out what happened to the Winston sisters, how Latina, the first president of the witches' society, was killed, or findi
I was shocked. Not particularly shocked, in fact, I was torn in-between feeling shocked and feeling happy that the message was successfully sent. " Good morning Madison", I greeted back as two other witches joined us on the other platforms - they were both witches from America. " We got the message the werewolf sent to us, requesting for the gathering of the Assembly, but we decided to meet with you to discuss other important details before the Assembly", she said, her aura was persistently giving out dominance and feminine grace. " Okay", I nodded, completely forgetting that I had made myself breakfast. " First of all, we have sent a letter for the call of the Assembly to both the girl's pack and the boy's pride, and the gathering is to take place tonight". " Tonight? Isn't that too sudden and on such short notice?" I asked, feeling that the people in question may not be able to turn up as much as we would want them to. " In a way it is, but after discussing the gr
Probably, I was just being a pervert, but to be frank, the way his now relaxed dick was swinging from side to side was giving Ariana Grande's side to side ft Nicki Minaj - it was more than hilarious and I wondered if his balls won't ache since they were bouncing way too much as he ran. As he aimed to bite, Calipsu held his neck, but he was too strong and so he yanked it off. " Kei so me", she said, and a strong force pulled him away from her, throwing him off on the field. He rushed to get up but she stretched out her hands and vines and roots grabbed him by the hands - She was using the nature spell. Her hands moved more as more roots and vines trapped him to the ground, making him lie flat with his hands stretched out, together with his legs, as . if he was making a snow angel. The roots and vines also trapped his feet, holding him firm to the ground as he growled in anger, fighting to free himself. Calipsu nakedly walked majestically over to where he was and placed a finge
Set - The magical pole-like dagger was an accessory of the witches which was speculated to have tremendous power, and any witch who had it would have the dagger outrightly taken from her by the council. Set wasn't just an ordinary dagger, it was the vessel through which all could be done, and never have I imagined while studying about it, that it could be used in the way that Calipsu was using it. She jerked forward and back on top of the underlying naked man in a rhythmic manner, and the feeling up the vagina made me quite sure that his dick was way too long inside her warm chambers. Diego's father on the other hand was completely out of it. His eyes were projected backwards, as if they were running to the back of his head and his head was raised a little as he stiffened with every passing second, holding himself from doing something - from releasing his milk I think. She continued with the sexual dance on the poor guy as she placed the dagger on his stomach, the rhythm
Ariel's POV I left Diego's place feeling like someone who had just discovered that the people she had known all her life to be her parents were not actually her biological parents, and that feeling created a void deep inside my heart. Everything that I had known to be true was actually false, and that wasn't the only thing, no one, except Diego's father knew of that. That means that everyone was unknowingly living in a lie, in a fallacy, in untrue beliefs that had been sieved and restructured throughout history. " Wait, this thing that you are telling me right now, does the council of witches have knowledge of that?" I had asked him the night before. " Well, according to what my Kelly told me, they don't. Not even the powerful three black witches from Africa", he said and I raised my eyebrows in surprise, " Kelly gave me a detailed description of the people she used to work with", he said, trying to remind me that he wasn't a deity that was all knowing - omniscience. " So...
" I didn't", she retorted, her lips twitching towards the left side of her face like she was itching, " I did", she heaved, " it's actually complicated". " I don't think it is. Did you or did you not know? it's practically a yes or no question", I said, feigning annoyance. " Okay. I knew. I knew that my pack was trying to assassinate you and your father and I tried to inform you, but that was when I was captured and taken to that medical facility that treated me like a lab rat", she said, getting all teary, and I didn't even know when I mellowed down, taking her into my embrace in a tight hug. I knew she wouldn't have stayed still and watched her pack try to harm me, and I knew that she knew that I would do the same for her. " They even treated Hansel worse than me, even though he did nothing wrong, he was only trying to find me, and they captured him and almost killed him", she said, sobbing slowly and holding herself lest she releases an outburst. " I'm sorry, I'm sorry",
Grafting. The concept of grafting has always seemed far fetched for me. That particular notion of joining parts of two or more plants to make them appear as one, has always seemed theoretical to me, never. practical, not until while pursuing for a parasitology degree in Howard. We were all divided into different groups of three people each, and every group was given two fruits to graft and bring to class in the next month. My group was given an apple and a guava, and at first I thought about giving up on that particular assignment because it seemed practically impossible. Apple and guava are two different fruit species that belong to distinct botanical families and have different growth habits and environmental requirements, and as such, it is not possible to graft or grow them together on the same tree. So I thought that it would be more suitable to not even begin a task that I certainly wouldn't be able to finish. But the only girl in our group; I think her name was Halle o
Diego's POV Some people say that love is blind, and I'm quite sure that I can agree with them. Love really is blind. I had pleaded with Malia to leave before I would hurt her just like I had done in my dream, or vision, or whatever it is that was. But she was a blockhead. The type that would do just exactly that which you tell her not to do. I had thought that it was only kids that were that stubborn, but Malia was proof that the petty stubbornness can also be found in adults. After I had uncontrollably bit and sucked her blood, I came back to my normal self only when I had sucked enough and she fainted to the floor, probably because she had lost too much blood. I picked her up, almost crying, trying so hard not to think of the possibility of her dying, praying for that intention, and luckily, she began to heal. There was no doubt that the Moon Goddess was on our side. " How are you?" she asked as she opened her eyes so well, probably still healing. " That isn't what m
I must've had an ear problem. Yeah, that must have been the case. Or rather he didn't literally mean what he was saying, like he was using an idiom. That must be it. Those damn idiomatic expressions can be as misleading as hell, imagine someone walking up to you and telling you that they saw a white elephant, only for you to later figure out that there wasn't an actual white elephant, just that the person had witnessed something unimaginable. Yeah, it was always unnerving, just like when you find out for the first time that Santa Claus doesn't actually exist, it's just mom that has been placing those gifts under the tree all those years. I even knew a girl that cried for several days when she found out that the tooth fairy doesn't really exist, the poor fellow would've probably been a grandmother by then, or would have even met her demise. " Excuse me sir, you mean that she had a vampire turn you into one, right?" I asked, just to be clear. " No. She turned me into one by hers
" What? You do what?" I asked him, my eyes widened in surprise. " I said I know who you are. Now come on in or if what you want to say is very brief, you can say it here right now", he said, keeping me on my toes with his husky voice. " Okay", I said. He proceeded to go into the house while I followed after him. His footsteps were tired, as if he was finding it hard to carry his own weight. He led me into the sitting room; a fairly spacious one with cloth covered sofas, all giving off the aura of a warm home. " Have a sit", he said, pointing at the sofa right opposite the television. The sofas were four in total; a three in one, a two in one, and two singles, all set to fill up the space allocated to the sitting room. He sat on the one next to the television, with a sofa dividing us both, giving a considerable amount of distance. " So, what do I owe this August visit?" he asked, relaxing carefully on the sofa, preparing himself to listen to any rubbish that I had to spill
Ariel's POV I immediately got zapped up into the familiar tunnel unconsciously, but instead of traveling down the tunnel, I started swirling around like that was inside a tornado. Drops of water appeared out of thin air, forming little screens that were showing different things, but all were of Calipsu, as if I was watching short videos of her with different screens, all passing by and rummaging with the storm inside the tunnel, giving little time for me to make out sense of what any of them were showing. The wind was picking up, blowing my hair into my face and my clothes almost away from my body. I tried to focus on the screens, but they were too much for me to focus on anyone. One screen was depicting Calipsu at another date with Diego's father, another was the familiar picnic scene, another was of both of them in bed, making love, another showed where she was casting a spell on a sleeping Diego's father, lying in the center of a witch's circle, but the one that grabbed my