(Kai's Point of View)I found myself in the middle of a vibrant forest. The leaves were as green as they could be, dripping with water and allowing beams of sunlight to shine through.The view was lush, green, and lovely. What was I doing?I didn't know I was moving until I started smiling and breathing the dirt of the flesh.I moved closer and closer to what was propelling me ahead until I came to a vast field filled with the most cherry blossoms and the most vivid blue clouds. My smile deepened at the sight, but it vanished in the blink of an eye.The flowers on the Field all perished and shriveled as the sky turned drastically from blue to a dark shade of black.I gasped and took a step back, watching as a person dropped from the sky with gigantic white wings on his back, his back to me. I moved closer, attempting to see the man's face until I was standing directly in front of him.I exclaimed. It was me!That wasn't me!But everything about him and me was the same, except for his
(Cameron Point Of View)I scrolled through post after post on Insta, delighted when I lingered at a couple's post. They were so sweet that I almost pressed the plus button, but my hand was seized and I looked up at my beautician, who shook her head at me."That's your primary account, you know you can't like people's posts without getting slaughtered by anti-ants,""I know that Natasha, thank you for reminding me, but just because I'm a celebrity doesn't mean I live to please everyone; I have a life, too, and I can like whichever post I choose to like,"She tugged my hair as she brushed it. "That's a full-ass speech Cameron, you had me fooled for a second,"I laughed and tossed my phone on the dressing table. Being a person was difficult, but being a public figure was far more difficult. Everyone had something to say about you, whether it was good or terrible, and they all wanted to contribute. "Do you want pizza? I'm famished," I said, putting my hands on my stomach."I'm only your s
(Cameron Point of View)I blinked away the lethargy while attempting to keep my eyes and ears attentive as I listened to my mother raving beside me in the backseat of the car, while my father sat in the front as the driver."Remember, Cameron, this is a major event for us, and you can't deteriorate it, so buckle up and solve whatever crazy crap you have going on with Blaze,"The mention of my soulmate managed to knock me into a poignant state. I looked at my mother. "Wait, Blaze is also going to be there?"She moaned in frustration and glared at me. "Have you been listening to a damn thing I've been saying, Cameron? If you screw this up for your Dad and I, you're going to get it,"I averted my gaze as the car came to a halt in front of a glamorous entryway, with picturesque light shining from within and faint music playing in my ears. I despised it, and the fact that I hadn't slept well in weeks didn't help.Being a model and a movie star was difficult enough, but now I had to play th
(Cameron's Point Of View)I waited outside in the parking lot, waiting for my driver, my shoes pounding on the pavement and my hands jammed into my front pockets.A minute later, I noticed my automobile coming to a stop in front of me. I jumped into the passenger seat, sighing loudly as I was finally out of that constricting gathering."Did you have a bad night, Cameron?" My driver inquired from the front, having already exited the gate and onto the chilly and lonesome street of the night.I gave a genuine grin, knowing that I could be myself with him. He had been my driver since I could walk and had begun my career as a juvenile actor."I simply want to get out of here, Uncle Charlie; it's asphyxiating.""You appear to have not slept in days. "When was the last time you ate or slept?"I parted my lips to speak, but then realized I didn't know the response. I couldn't recall the last time I ate or slept.He groaned and reached for the vacant passenger seat beside him, tossing me a pap
(Cameron's Point Of View)Nowadays, I was looking forward to returning home as I leaped out of the vehicle, disregarding Uncle Charlie's caution to be more watchful, and darted into the house, murmuring a series of sorry to whoever I nearly collided with.When I got to my room door, I hurriedly opened it and walked inside, making sure to secure it behind me, and there he was, the object of my obsession...literally.I tossed my backpack on the floor and approached the mattress, where the unnamed man was still comatose, his chest moving nonchalantly up and down.I pouted, slightly miffed that he wasn't awake yet. He had been unconscious for three days and showed no indications of awakening.I knew it wasn't anything physical or something a doctor could manage because his wounds had disappeared the day I rescued him, leaving no scar to signify he had been severely hurt.He wasn't human, I realized the first time I saw his enormous black wings. Obviously, he wasn't an angel, but I doubted
(Cameron Point of View)I knew I shouldn't have typed my name on the search the next morning but I did and now, I wished I never did.Stepping into the bathroom, I sat on the toilet seat, scrolling past article after article with my name boldly on each, rumors spreading globally about me cheating on Blaze.I let out a laugh at the absurdity. What was wrong with people? And surprisingly, there were edited pictures of me with some guy I didn't even know. Who spread these rumors, not only were they stupid, but they also lacked common sense.I almost closed the page when my eyes landed on an article about me cheating and using my face to get the lead role in the newest movie and the comments were...terrifying...most of them were death threats and they punctured through my heart.I immediately close the tap and blackened my phone. It never did me any good whenever I searched my name on the search bar. It did nothing but drain my energy and make me feel twice as worthless.I stood up and m
(Cameron's Point Of View)"You're able to discern my thoughts, then?" I asked with a grin, and I didn't notice when I took a daring step forward or when he took a step back, and before I knew it, I was maneuvering and confining him again against the wall, my hands on both sides of his head.His golden irises were amused, as if he was toying with me. I felt like the target rather than the hunter, but I didn't mind. It was so bad.Those eyes. Gold and somber were stunning and enticing in more ways than one. I couldn't take my eyes off them; they drew me in like a beacon."So, Pretty," I exclaimed, reaching out to trace a finger across his razor-sharp jaw, but he seized my wrist."Have you ever had a sense of personal space, human?" He didn't seem pleased as he lightly pushed me back.I sighed. "When you're incapacitated, you appear much superior. I could touch you anywhere I wished "I made a joke. Of course, I didn't dare to look under his briefs or touch the rest of his body unless I n
(Rhys's Point of View)"I'm back!"My head slowly lifted as the door opened and the human sauntered in as if he had run a marathon. I tilted my head from where I sat on the bed, leg crossed over the other, studying him as he panted heavily with his hands on his knees."You seem energetic," I observed. For a broken human. I wanted to add."I-I-I had to run the staircase and there were tons, I wanted to be sure you weren't gone. Fuck!" He clamored, straightening his poor posture. "I need to hit the gym,""With that body of yours?" I thought out loud with a scoff. "You'll probably be at the hospital at the next minute,""You know nothing about me,"I sharply stood to my feet, suddenly stalking toward him like a predator to his prey. I saw him flinch and I watched with satisfaction as he took a step back. I smirked. I was only a few inches taller but he looked so tiny like I could fit him on my palm. I crowded on him the wall, hovering my broader body over his smaller one. I stared down