Eleanor inhaled and exhaled, slowly and watched as the air from her nostrils created a fog in front of her and she smiled. The night was peacefully cool. The stars were ever bright. The lake right before her.... So calm... So sullen.... So beautiful, yet fierce. It waited, Watching the sky as the sky watched back. Eleanor sat and watched the waters. The serenity was enthralling. Her mind was having a field day. The quiet was lulling her... Pulling her in. Her thoughts all around the place, yet, nowhere. The crickets all in disorganized sync. The shrubs and flowers bowing ever so slightly to the gentle breeze. It was an out of this world experience... To be one with nature. She heard as the wind began to pick up. Heard but didn't register it till the calm of the waters was disrupted by a drop of rain. The water was angry... She could... Feel It. She could feel the animosity in the air. The anger... The pain... The... The hate. She bolted up from the grass and watched it all wither to
Eleanor yawned stretched and sat up in bed. Oh yes! Sweet sweet sleep. She looked to her bedside alarm clock, turned to yawn again and froze mid yawn. She slowly turned back to her clock. 10:54am. Oh no! No no no no no. How? She set the time to-"You're finally awake" Anna, her 16 year old sister slid open her door poked her head in"Anna, I.... Wait! Did you sneak into my room this morning?"Anna blinked in feigned innocence "Well.... Come down for breakfast!" and ran off"Ugh! Anna!" Eleanor ran for the bathroom. She was gonna be late! Her flight was by 12:00pm. She had been staying at her family's house for three days already because her place was further from the airport. Sweet fudge, she couldn't miss her flight! She quickly brushed her teeth and ran in for a bath. While she bathed, she couldn't help but think about the dream she'd had earlier. The same dream, over and over again, for three days straight. She'd finalized her trip to Oregon three days ago and
Two hours and forty five minutes later, she landed in Orlando's airport. She looked around with a bright smile on her face as she took in the people and children. She felt a step closer to accomplishment. Yes, she felt anxious and excited.... Definitely more excited than anxious, but nothing was in her way. Sure her rubber band had broken in the plane and her hair had come down long and heavy and was Currently trying to blind her, nothing else, was in her way. With a bounce in her step, She got her bag and walked out of the airport. It really was a great sight. The fresh air, sun high in the sky, the smell of something hot.... Was that lasagna?!? Her mouth watered. Ugh! No Eleanor. You can't eat now.... Wait, Why not? It was like a normal lunch break, right? Besides, she didn't get to eat breakfast. She crossed over and went into Marcello's restaurant. The aroma flirted with her senses."Hello, fine Lady." A Chef wearing a chef's apparel greeted her. She smiled."Hello, Si
Eleanor yawned and rubbed her eyes. She had fallen asleep. She looked to her wrist watch and it was 6:27pm. She'd been in the cab with Carl for over an hour, which was a lot longer than she'd thought she was going to be in a cab for. She inhaled, exhaled and looked to the rearview mirror, hoping to send a smile to Carl but his eyes were focused on the road... Sheesh... Antisocial much? Speaking of road, where the flipping stones were they? She scooted over to be closer to the window and looked outside. All she saw was.... A jungle. Bright green, yellow, faded brown and all bunch of colours made up the vegetation."Woah" she gazed at everything in awe. Beautiful! Absolutely beautiful. The scenery was picture worthy. Vast untamed nature, all around her. She looked back to Carl"This forest... It leads to Lake Creek? I'm surprised there is a cleared path to drive-" she was thrown back into her seat as the car came to an abrupt stop. "Oof! A warning would have been n
That voice. The way her body went still in shock, with her heart fighting to break clean out of her body, only one voice was able to do that to her. She listened intently with her eyes closed and allowed herself to sigh out in relief when she heard nothing at all. It was probably all in her head... Or a dream again. She subtly pinched herself. Pain. She felt pain. It wasn't a dream. Okay.... Okay then. Not a dream. She let her body unfurl and slowly took air in. She gripped the handle of her suitcase and, after giving her over active imagination a Stern talking-to, took a step."Humans. How amusing"She gasped and a cold sweat broke out all over her naked skin. No"Remember me, sweetheart?"No"How do you say it, has a cat got your tongue?"She gripped her head and breathed hard "Stop" she whispered"What are we stopping, dear?""No. Stop it, Eleanor. Stop it""A very pretty name"She gripped her head harder. Her temples cried out in
He stood at the base of the bed, observing the Olive skin coloured, black haired beauty who still hadn't regained consciousness after 4 days. He had decided to take a walk when he'd seen her. The one time he decides to walk outside the forest, he comes back with an unconscious lady. Why did he have to come back with her? He didn't actually but he wanted to. He could have ignored it. Could have ignored that smell but.... He just couldn't. She smelt of two things and those things were what attracted him. The first smell was pungent.... Like ashes, hell's heat and gut, and there was only one species that produced such smell and even at that, only a select number of them.The second smell was faded but he caught it. It was something he'd only ever heard of, described by some, but he'd never smelt it himself.... Never seen him, himself..... Forest, salty water and decomposing flesh. Judging by the wounds on her, she'd been through a lot but the question was, how was she alive? WHY w
Eleanor hobbled over to the bathroom and her mouth dropped open in shock. Not what she was expecting. She hobbled back into the room to examine it. She hadn't actually looked at it before but now, it was beautiful. Huge king sized bed in the middle with little tables and lamps around it, a black comforter draped over it and a plush material around the massive head board. A huge set of spacious wardrobes took up the right side of the room and on the left side, a wide smooth oak table took up residence beside the window and the window! With a lovely white window-sill, it was huge, with the bottom of the window sitting just a few feet away from the ground, barely reaching her waist, providing a vast view of the forest. Wow! Some drawers at the other end of the room opposite the bed and a few chairs around the room, completed a very nice looking room with the main colours being black, white and the occasional brown and dark blue. Very lovely! In the middle of nowhere! She hobbled back t
"Did I really smell that bad?"He nodded."Well..... Maybe it's because I ran""No.""What?""It's not because you ran.""And how would you know that?""How did you get here?""Do your emotions determine the colour of your eyes?"He exhaled in annoyance and she blinked up sweetly at him. "Yes.""You don't have a lot of friends, do you?""How did you get here?""How or why?""Eleanor." He warned"You aren't clear with your questions." She hopped off the chair and began to limp around the kitchen"Walk me through everything about you being here."She picked up a tomato and bit into it. He rose a brow at her and she smiled "Sorry. Bad habit. Okay," she sat. "I came here because of work-" all amusement left his face and his eyes resumed their sharp green colour"What work?""I'm a writer for a magazine in New York called Black and You and my job was on the line so I came here.""I'm Sorry, Bla
Andreas walked into the house at around past 6 p.m. and headed straight for the bedroom. Eleanor had banned him from leaving the office before due time, assuring him that she was okay and requesting that he focus on work. After that, she'd said nothing to him at all. Not even when he'd begged. She hadn't picked up his calls, nor had she responded to his texts. His only consolation was that her sister had gone to her. When she'd texted him an hour ago telling him that she was leaving, he'd left the office immediately. He was home a whole hour later.Traffic in New York was no joke. He walked into their bedroom, but didn't see her. Checking other rooms, he finally found her in his art room. She was standing in front of the painting of her he'd been planning to gift her with, in nothing but her bright orange lacy bra and panties. She turned to look at him and the look he saw on her face pushed sexy time to the back of his mind.He moved to stand behind her."It's very beautiful," she whi
11 Months later...."Calm down, baby."Eleanor sighed heavily. Pulling her thumb out of her mouth, she looked out of the window of the moving car. The original person who had bought the company from Maxwell Black was coming, and she had been told by Ramone that he wanted to see the lead editor and a few other writers. Her main worry was that he'd find something unsatisfactory and fire someone. Maybe her. Maybe some else. Her nerves were all over the place.She sighed noisily and licked her lips."I can't. I'm so anxious.... I think I'm going to throw up.""Again?" He asked with concern and pulled over. She bolted out of the car and bent over, heaving the nausea away. Moments later, she felt his palm rubbing her back."Are you okay? You haven't even had anything yet."She slowly nodded, feeling the nausea backing away. She'd been feeling funny for the past month, but had refused to go to a hospital. She didn't think it was serious. Just nausea, mid day dizziness, and constant tirednes
They finally made it to the theatre. Andreas marveled at the amount of people at the cinema, so late at night. Eleanor insisted on buying the tickets and to stop her from shocking him as she so vehemently threatened to, he let her. They got into the packed hall and got a seat at the back. Right before the movie started, Eleanor stood, rasping out,"I have to pee. Be right back." She kissed his cheek and ran for the bathroom. She returned four minutes later with a certain look on her face."Ciccino?" She called."Hmm?""Do you know what gaping is?"Andreas gave her a recoiling frown. "Where did you hear that?""Don't be so obvious, but look there," she discreetly pointed to his right."See that dude with the black jacket and brown hair?""The one talking to a lady?""Yeah. He said it to me."Andreas turned back to her. "How?""I was coming out of the female restroom and he was stood right in front of it. He tried to talk to me and as I was trying to avoid his hands, he said I'd look
3 months laterAndreas and Eleanor got out of the car in front of Eleanor's house in New York.Her wounds had healed somehow. They hadn't told her how, but they had thoroughly scolded her on who to save, and what the word 'enemy' meant. After that, she had not been allowed to do a lot. She could only eat, sleep, and squirm away from Andreas' glare whenever she tried to do more. Now, in her prediction, Andreas had been Anna.Faceless voice was over and done with.Somehow, Maloniah had survived.Klitanis had been released into the supernatural realm, but Maloniah and some of his demon friends had been taken into the stone. Andreas had proposed two months later. It had started off with Andreas taking her up to the roof, claiming to want to show her something. He had then sprouted huge white wings, and flown them up high."There are weirdly shaped trees that I think you would like to see."She instantly nodded, her eyes wide. Weirdly shaped trees? How weird?! He flew them to one that wa
"Fuck!" Andreas swore, gritting his teeth when his eyes met Alexandra's. Shaking the crawling pillagers off him, he sprouted wings and flying up, took two lycans with him. Crushing their hands and feet partially in anger and in a bid to end their thrashing, which just resulted in one of them biting into his thigh-which he ignored-he flew over to Adrastos.Dropping the more violent lycan and watching it's hands flail before it's skull cracked open against a rock, he turned to face Adrastos."Alexandra is here."Adrastos' eyes widened. "What!?""She's here! Who set her free?!""I don't know, my king-""Find whomever did it and bring him or her to me.""Do I get her off the battleground?"Andreas cussed. It would cause a distraction. A distraction that they couldn't afford."No. Not yet."While Adrastos shouted, annoyed at the lack of common sense possessed by a few of his kind, Andreas turned to descended. That was when he saw William.
Tension brewed within the group.They approached Eleanor's place and true to their words, in the distance, they saw figures approaching. Getting to the front of the house, they stood.Waiting.Eleanor was more impatient to see if what Esmeralda had given her for her eyes would work.Contact lenses.Esmeralda had explained to her that the eyes of the Fourth spirit held horrors unknown to men. Torture, sadness, anger, bitterness, shame, tranquil torture, hate, you name it, they were all there. They all strove for dominance in his eyes and If she looked really close, she would see them all, fighting with their hypnotizing trade marks on their backs. Looking into his eyes drew out some form of reaction. Be it fear, surprise or even curiosity, it drew out a reaction.An emotional reaction.That was what granted him access to the soul. He needed a reaction as an opening to enter and the lack of a reaction served as a barrier to his entrance. That was
Eleanor awoke to find herself in his realm. The supernaturals hadn't taken lightly to Esmeralda being in their realm. Some leaders were rather shocked, now seeing Eleanor as the ticket to somehow drawing their once peaceful creatures back from the Fourth spirit. Eleanor was cool with it... Till she found out that some planned to kill them for betraying them.She also found out that Daphne had willingly joined the Fourth spirit because Alexandra had tricked her.Also, the supernatural kingdom was carrying out a sweep to seek out betrayers and liars.So much was happening. Esmeralda- who once upon a time was Anna's friend- had told them all of the Fourth spirit's mode of attack, plans, thoughts, changes, the time that was best for him and back up."How can we even trust her!?" Shouted a rather annoying supernatural leader for literally the fiftieth time.Everyone either groaned or shot him aggravated looks, telling him to shut up.He was
It had been an added week with her in the realm of the supernaturals, and she'd found out a bunch of things.One, Everyone looked at her with starlit eyes after finding out that she was the child prophesied about, and she wasn't liking it.Two, Garion like liked her, and was pretty bummed out that she was Andreas' mate, but was happy for them, nonetheless.Three, Daphne had gone missing. She'd only found out when Anna had said it to stop her from asking any more questions, because apparently, she couldn't say exactly what she saw because it would "disrupt things".Four, Faceless voice's witches couldn't see into Andreas' realm.Five, there were portals everywhere, like the one in Lake Creek.Everywhere.She could go anywhere in this world, as long as she found the right portal. Just, what would she say if she ran into a foreign police officer who asked for something she forgot to bring along? Say a passport or an ID card? That
"Deitalyn-" Eleanor turned in the direction she'd seen Deitalyn go off in, but saw Andreas.Andreas!"Even better!" She got off the bed and rushed to him."If I accept that we're soul mates, I'm accepting to a marriage?"His brows dipped at her troubled expression."You don't want to get married?""No- I mean yes, but not right now. We still have to fight faceless voice and kick his crusty old butt!" She enthused, making wild hand gestures."I'll get injured because I'm just like that, and besides, it makes it all the more cooler, walking out of battle in leather pants and thick smoke behind you, with blood dripping down your face, and a sword or something in your hand."Andreas rose a brow."That's just how it's done, son!" She threw out.Andreas fought the urge to slap his forehead."You'll be doing stuff too. I'll have to tend to my injuries and knowing me, it'll take weeks! Knowing Anna, I'll get food shove