The moment I felt my body waking up, I knew I wasn’t in the hospital anymore. I opened my eyes to once again see the white room I woke up in after the fire. This time I was clothed in a small white dress that reached my knees, my wings spilled from my back in inky blackness. I glanced around the room absentmindedly playing with the feathers on my wings, wondering why I was here again.
“You are here, my child, because I have need of you.” A deep soothing voice spoke from behind me. I turned already knowing who I would see. He was just as beautiful as ever. He was tall and golden, his eyes a fiery green, his wings as white as fresh snow. I felt very small standing in his presence.
“Need of me how?” I asked, not completely comfortable around him.
“You have training to do, my de
With that I closed the door and immediately took out my shower things and stripped before stepping into the water. It felt so nice to finally be able to scrub my skin with actual body wash and not small sterile smelling soap. I nearly moaned in pleasure as I worked the shampoo into my hair, sighing as I felt the choppy and broken strands of my burnt hair. Would definitely need to make a hair appointment. I did however, let out a little happy sound as I noticed the razor in my bag and immediately shaved the important bits.It felt heavenly to finally be groomed. After a good solid 15 minutes in the shower I got out and dried off with the ridiculously small hospital towels and got dressed, sighing as I finally felt a sense of comfort to be in my clothes. I stood in front of the sink, toothbrush with toothpaste on it in my hand and let out a sigh as I put it in my mouth and started brushing my tee
Stepping into the house I let out a sigh of relief and slowly made my way into the kitchen. It was most definitely slow going as the house was huge. Was it always this huge?! God who needs this much space? By the time I made it into the kitchen I shakely made my way to the breakfast nook and sank onto the bench with a huff.I reached down and massaged my sore leg muscles through my jeans, huffing in frustration byt how crippled and useless I felt. Couldn’t even make it across the floor without needing a break because I was cramping and winded. I felt ninety all of a sudden and growled in annoyance at the unwelcome feeling. I forced myself to stand with a grunt and hobbled to the fridge, opening it a crack and when I wasn’t met with a wave of stench I opened it fully and was very happy to see that it was clean and all things gross and expired had been disposed of. In fact now that I thought abou
Ezra ascended the stairs in silence and with ease, before I knew it he was on the fourth floor and paused, waiting for me to point him in the right direction. I motioned to the right, the last door in the hall. He made his way to it and opened it, holding me with one hand effortlessly. He made his way into the room, walking softly over the spacious hardwood floor and placed me gently on the small ottoman at the end of my bed, dropping my bag that I wasn’t even aware he had, at my feet before taking a step back and looking around my room. I looked with him, wondering what my room looked like and revealed about myself to a stranger.It was large, unnecessarily so like all the rooms in this house, and open, my bed directly in the middle between the doors to my walk-in closet on the right, and my bathroom and the left. The rest of the walls were mostly taken up by shelves of books, nicknacks, keepsake to
I woke the next morning, disoriented for a brief moment before a sense of familiarity washed over me, the smells and sounds of my room making it all come back to me in a rolling wave. I was back home finally, Ezra was now living with me, I had a nightmare and a huge panic attack last night and dark, calm and steady Ezra was able to help me out of it all.I rolled onto my back with a sigh and lifted my arms out of the blankets to run them through my rats nest of hair. Going to bed with damp hair always assured it would be a mess, adding a thrashing nightmare to the mix only made it worse. With a sigh I sat up and rolled to reach my bedside table, grabbing my brush from the drawer and blinking in surprise at the time being a little after noon. So much for trying to go grocery shopping and stopping by to see my boss today.Oh well, groceries were a need, boss coul
Two cart fulls and nearly four hours later, we were finally done. I got everything I needed to restock the house including some extras that Ezra pointed out he enjoyed and I was beyond exhausted. My legs ached and I had a headache forming and my back felt tight and stiff. We loaded everything into the trunk and back seat and Ezra put the carts away before returning and holding out his hands for my keys.“I will drive us back. You are exhausted and in pain. Sit and power nap if you can.” Before I could even open my mouth to argue there was a rush of air and then I was sitting in the passenger seat, buckled and Ezra was in the divers, keys in hand. I gaped at him, my mouth open and closing as I tried to form a coherent sentence. “I knew you would argue, so I saved us both time.” I scowled at him as he shrugged and began to drive out of the lot, a smirk on his lips.
The breakfast nook table was set with 3 place settings and the kitchen smelled heavenly as the radio played in the background. I went to the stove and stood beside Ezra to see what he was making. There was a pan of homemade meatballs searing with mouth watering spices, a homemade tomato sauce that Ezra was stirring, a pan of green beans also being seared with a light and fragrant oil drizzle and noodles on to boil. It all smelt and looked so amazing. Ezra turned and held out the sauce spoon for me to taste, his hand under it to catch anything that drips. I leaned forward and opened my mouth to taste the sauce on the spoon and swooned. It tasted so damn amazing I audibly groaned in appreciation.“God that tastes amazing Ezra. Everything smells so good! I have not been this excited for food in a very long time.” I did a little happy dance
The next morning I was rudely awoken by a bird who was using my balcony table as a drum, tapping his beak against it repeatedly. I groaned and lifted my head out from under my pillow, blindly reaching for the bedside clock and swearing loudly in exasperation as I saw the time was only 7:45 am.Being petty, I called the bird every vile name I could think of in my barely awake state as I rolled out of bed and stumbled across the floors till I got to the balcony doors. I hissed at the bird and closed the doors, huffing in annoyance as I turned and went back to the bed, flopping on it face first and burrowing under the pillow and blanket once again.I don’t do mornings. Especially not this early in the morning. I needed sleep, and since I was sleeping without scary dreams I was desperate to get back to it. My bladder however had other ideas. I whi
I made my way down the stairs as quickly as was comfortable for my achy legs. I felt almost light at the prospect of relaxing in the pool with Ezra. Water always made me feel calm and maybe a little cleansed. I could definitely use that given everything that I have going on. I made my way into the pool, smiling as I saw Ezra already there with his swim shorts on. He had found the floaty chairs and was putting them into the pool. It was almost comical to see him in such a relaxed setting.I walked over to a storage bench and pulled out a couple of towels and set them to the side for us before turning back to face Ezra who was looking at me with his head tilted to the side. I tensed for a moment as I realized he was looking at all my scars. I bit my lip and faced him, tying my hair up in a ponytail so he could see them all, and I could keep my hair out of the saltwater.
Hello Everyone I'm not sure if anyone even reads this story but unfortunately, I will be putting this one on hiatus until my The Moon and Sun Series is finished. I do intend to finish it as it's a story I very much want to share with people but it's not a priority right now. Sorry to anyone who reads it and sees this as I know how disappointing this can be as a reader. I just ask that you be patient with me and I assure you that as soon as I am able I will come back to this story and continue with it for everyone's enjoyment. Thank you for understanding Cheers
“Hello? Ah, James, Haven is sleeping right now. Can I take a message? Yes, she mentioned something about going to your place. No, it was a rough day at therapy, she needed to come home and just decompress after all of that. I don’t know if she’s still feeling up to it but I will ask her and get her to call you back.” I groaned as the sound of Ezra talking woke me up, sighing as I realized he was speaking to James. That would just further Jame’s preconceived notions about Ezra and I. I sat up from my position, lying wrapped in Ezra’s arms and looked at him as he handed me my phone that was still open to James’s call. I took it and placed it to my ear with a small sigh. “James, sorry I hadn’t intended on falling asleep.” “It’s fine, Haven. Are you ok? Ezra said that you had a rough appointment today.” His voice was
I sat in my car after therapy and sighed heavily. Today was a harder session. She could tell I was holding stuff back and I just didn’t feel like divulging much, my mind still a jumbled mess from this morning and all of last night's events. I felt like I wasn’t putting my all in and wasn’t getting what I wanted from it. She advised me that for the next session I tell her what was weighing on me today so she can properly help me. I closed my eyes and took a few deep breaths, my head back and the radio playing softly. I breathed evenly and just sat in silence for a while before sitting up and turning on the car, heading to my next appointment for my physio. This one was slightly more enjoyable. I didn’t ache as much and I could do the exercises quickly compared to when I first started. My physiotherapist was convinced today would be my last session. I guess turning into something different had its perks. St
“Stop Ezra. Why are you acting like this all of a sudden? You haven't done anything like this in all the time I’ve known you.” I watched him, a small frown on his face as his grey eyes darkened like a storm. “I’ve seen the way James looks at you and how you look at him. You have no future with him. He’s the type that wants the whole package, marriage, kids, family home, all of it. You can’t give him any of that. You are ageless Haven, you will never change, you can not have children. You have no chance at a future with James. That is what I’m trying to point out to you.” His voice was steady, with no emotion or inflection, just deadpan honest monotone words. I frowned and pushed against his chest, pushing him away from me and stepping out into the kitchen, putting the counter between us as I turned to face him. I was angry, annoyed, irritated and damn near ev
I stretched and yawned, turning in my bed and rolling over to see Ezra asleep beside me. His face was relaxed and soft in his sleep, his chest fell and rose with his even breathing and I may have felt a little creepy watching him sleep but it’s not like I had the opportunity to be this close to him and observe him in private. He was very handsome, with a strong jaw, full lips, high cheekbones, and his black hair was a little longer than when I first saw him. He was broad-shouldered and muscular, his hand rough and calloused, his chest and abdomen well-muscled and had a defined v. I felt like a creep but I couldn’t deny I liked what I saw. “It’s rude to stare you know.” His voice was soft with a hint of laughter as my eyes shot up to his to see his grey eyes bright and full of mirth. I flushed and shook my head at him. “My bed, my rules.” I teased back with a
The fire was roaring in my ears, the flames higher than my head and around me in a complete circle, the shadows behind the fire obscured and barely visible between the flickering or the flames, the loud inhuman shrieks overridden by the waves. I turned in a circle, my heart pounding, and my breathing ragged. I lifted my hands over my mouth to combat the choking smoke that felt like its thick ashy tendrils were crawling down my throat. I coughed and blinked away the tears as my eyes watered, grunting and cowering away from the flames and the wisps of it reached for me, burning my clothes and singing my skin. I screamed in fear seeing the flames lower slightly and the dark monstrous creatures beyond, arched and deformed with sharp teeth and claws, the stuff of nightmares and fear. I screamed and thrashed as one of them grabbed me from behind, it’s claws digging into my shoulders and tearing skin as it shook me and opened it’s jaws to rip out my throat.
I followed silently behind Ezra as he went to the back door, pulled out a lock picking kit and within seconds picked the lock. I crept in behind him silently as he opened the door and went to the alarm pad, disabling it with ease, closing the door behind us as we stood in the kitchen to let our eyes adjust. “We’ll have to perform the ritual in his room, and we have to be quick about it. The longer it takes the higher the risk is of the morphling trying to jump from its current host and finding a new one.” Ezra explained as we slowly tiptoed through the bungalow-style home. “We’ll have to put a ring of salt around his bed, use holy oil and holy water along with prayer and recite it as we bind the morphling.” “Whoa, prayer? Ezra, I don’t know any of that.” I hiss as a sliver of doubt and fear of this backfiring washed through me. Ezra reached into his pocket an
“Dinner is ready. Shall we eat poolside or did you want to eat in the kitchen?” Ezra asked as he made his way into the room, his voice echoing slightly off the tiles. I turned to him and smiled as I climbed out of the pool and wrapped a towel around me. “I’d rather eat in the kitchen. I’m gonna make tea, did either of you want?” I asked both men as I dried off quickly before wrapping my hair in a tighter and higher bun and pulling on a floor-length fleece housecoat. Super warm and cozy. “I’ll take a cup. I’m going to dry off and change. I’ll meet you guys in the kitchen.” James said with a smile before taking Thatcher and letting him outside so he could run around and dry off. I followed Ezra into the kitchen and immediately put the kettle on to boil hummin as I did so. “It smells amazing, Ezra. Did you make roll
We sat like that, me in his lap, his arms around me for a long time. It was getting late into the afternoon by the time he pulled away and all that time I ran my hand down his back and threw his hair to soothe and comfort him. Not a single word was spoken by either of us and Thatcher was sound asleep on the cushion with his hoard of toys around him. When James finally sighed and pulled his face out of my neck I looked at him and cupped his stubble-covered cheeks and wiped away a few tears with my thumbs. His blue eyes weren’t as bright and looked much more stressed and tired than I had ever seen them. “You alright?” I asked softly, wincing at the stupid question. He gave me a soft smile and nodded, running his hand through his hair and sighing heavily. “I’m…I’m alright. It just hit me harder this time than it ever has before.” He explained with a