‘Someone who would like to meet you’ it read. She paused, and once more glanced at the company space but everyone was busy, minding their own business. Another pop-up came, alerting her of a new message and she clicked on it. ‘Do you want to meet me?’ it read and her fingers shook in beat with her h
Phoebe placed her handbag on her head as she ran across the road to the bus stop. She cleaned off the raindrops on her and shivered a little, wondering when the rain would stop and if she would still be able to catch the bus. She hugged her arm, rubbing her hands to create fiction and keep her warm.
He bit back his anger, guess Justin finally succeeded in dating her. He was sulking, he hated the idea that she had known other men before him. In her previous life, he was her first and only man and he had been nursing the idea of being her first once more but only to find out Justin has bit him to
Asher ran to the back of the dungeon and sat crying, the look on everyone faces flashing in his mind. He was sure he even saw fear in Anita’s eyes and to top it up, he hurt his mother, his sweet loving mother. Why, why would he hurt her and most importantly, why can’t he remember hurting her? Why is
“I tried to wake up early but yet, here you are, the very first,” a voice said as Asher was training with the punching bag. He turned and saw Anita in her training gear walking up to him and he gifted her a smile. “Let me guess, you have already had a run round the woods.”Grinning he answered, “thr
‘He will answer to his destiny and that is to be my son. One day, just one day!’ Asher felt the heart wrenching pain in his chest and he screamed and sat up on the bed. He was panting heavily and sweat caked on his forehead and drenched his back. He sniffled and glanced around; he was in his room in
Chapter three“Naomi!” a voice yelled and the girl lying on the bed trembled. She slowly got up as she heard the heavy footsteps on the creaking stairs and soon after, her door was thrown up and a big man with busy beard stood in front of it. His hazel eyes were staring at her angrily and she curled
“Prince Asher, its nice of you to visit us,” Malachi said with a smile upon seeing the young man in the courtroom. “How have you been?” “Very well, Chief Malachi, and you?” Asher asked, following the man softly as he led him to a seat. “Very good,” Malachi replied, sitting next to him. “Is there a