LUCIEN’S POVEver since the incident with Mrs Clara, there has been a dark cloud hovering above us, with Emma wallowing inside guilt.What_ifs swirling through every statement she made regarding Mrs Clara.No matter how hard I had explained to her that the deed has been done, Emma didn’t want to hear of it.Which is why every morning Emma made it her duty to prune the little garden in front of her house, as well as taking freshly baked croissant, and freshly squeezed orange juice To Mrs Clara.And that drew me nearly to the edge every single time because she forced me to accompany her every single time she wanted to run these little errands.That was why by 4 am this morning, Emma had roughly woken me up from bed, saying that she needed to try a new recipe and how she felt like Mrs Clara was bored of all the dry croissants she was shoving down her throat. So we had spent hours in the kitchen cooking varieties of goods that she felt would awaken Mrs Clara’s taste buds.Bile rises in
EMMA’S POV Ever since that incidence, I hardly ever saw Lucien, and I hardly got any sleep. This was way worse than heartbreak, and I still remembered the crazed look in his eyes like yesterday. The way he broke down and bawled his eyes or the way he was pit of his element, me crouching in a corner tossing objects at him while he carried out utter destruction in the house.Speaking of which, the house has been arranged like that cursed day never happened, like Lucien hadn’t murdered me with the words he chaffed out .He looking so dejected that he clued not even look me in the eye.And this one was different, and do you know how I knew. Anytime we had a fall out, Lucien was always the first person who would try to patch things up. He was always pining for a conversation, now I felt all alone, I was even too lazy to hide the huge eye bags that had formed on my face. Every single night I had been waiting for Lucien to either say those words that he had spewed to me, or rather take
LUCIEN’S POV I could not let Emma’s little antiques get to me, I knew she needed clarification. But I couldn’t; how could I clarify things that I didn’t have answers to?That was why I avoided the house like a plague, downing my entire life in the town's bar; not even the underground battles that took place every night could douse this feeling. An emotion so raw it ate into me. Although I have always won all the underground battles, I have amassed a lot of wealth after each battle.And it didn’t help the fact that Emma waited on the couch every night, a cup of coffee in her hand.And I always had to do an unconscious spell, watching as her head hit the pillow every single time before I left her there. I could not necessarily carry her into the room, she would suspect that I was the one that who had carried her every single night.SO I just made myself comfortable on The floor next to her stared into her face as she lay there unconscious. Her face devoid of any emotion as she slep
EMMA’S POV I waited impatiently for Lucien, ensuring that I clogged my ears with my ear buds.I was sure Lucien used strings of curses that always made me fall asleep. But today, I was going to make sure that none of that happened, I was going to make sure that we talked things out like the adult that we were.I could not bring myself to be angry at him, even though he deserved it. I just couldn’t bring myself to.I was way more attached to Lucien than he could ever imagined, and I needed him to assure me that whatever this was, he was going to figure it out.I needed him now more than ever, and he needed to know this too. So I waited for him, drawing the curtains up so I could see when he walked in. I had started to loose hope because it was just a few minute into mid night fatigue eating into me and I slowly started feeling sleepy. I hastily stood up and did thirty jumping Jacks, I made my way hastily to the kitchen to make a hot cup of coffee. The rich compensating me. I deci
EMMA’S POV I felt myself withdrawing from Lucien ever since yesterday , not because I was angry at him or anything.But because I felt guilty, it hurt me to see Lucien hurt everyday, and I couldn’t even bring myself to write In Lucien’s story, the smell of burnt paper tickling my nose every damn time. Although there wasn’t much damage done to the book, only the edges were burnt.Heck, I couldn’t even bring myself to look at the damage that I had done.And it also hurt to see Lucien stay bed ridden, his fever not ceasing. So if I wanted him to back to normal, all I had to do was write it.So I had been staring at the blank page since morning, my hands vibrating as I stared intently into the page automatically willing the words to form of the blank pages magically. The inkwell was making strange disturbing noises, the sygils on the body changing, each symbol glowing in red lights. But I could hear Lucien groaning in pain, his cries biting into my skin. The pain made Lucien mad, so
LUCIEN’S POV I needed Emma to know the gravity of taking the inkwell outside, it could destroy us both.If the inkwell ever got outside, the chains guarding the inkwell automatically dropped to the barest minimum making it vulnerable to be tracked easily.The reason why the inkwell had gone bonkers earlier was because she had used it when the chains were being adjusted.The chains automatically adjusted themselves every four hours to jam the signal of outer forces, creating a wall so strong that it can’t be easily broken into.I would take the hat off my head for the people trying to track it, they were going straight for it.My whole body ached with pain, my limbs sore since I hadn’t fully recovered.I could still feel the pain. Although Emma had stitched it. She was not in any way a professional So I didn’t know if I should be scared or not. I was wondering why Emma hadn’t written my pain away like she did with Mrs Clara.Disappointment eating into me probably because I deserved i
LUCIEN’S POV I let myself wander the whole town without even getting tired, Emma’s words ringing in my head as they fuelled my anger, hurt encasing me.I felt horrible, horrible that she had regretted to writing me away. Horrible that she saw me as this blood sucking monster that could drown her, or worse kill her.And it hurt, hurt to hear the words that she had said I had thought of going to the underground battle, but I thought against it.With the way Brian thrashed me the other night, I didn’t want a run down of what happened the other night.And I definitely didn’t want a repeat .She was right about one thing though, I always ran away from my problems. I didn’t wait to see it till the end.And it felt like I was punched in the gut, my whole body on flames as I faded into nothingness.Grief swallowing me as I made my way to joey’s, the loud music unnerving me. I passed through a throng of sweaty bodies before I finally made my way to the bar. Monte expertly mixing drinks as
EMMA’S POV I definitely didn’t know what came over me, couldn’t explain why I had said those harsh words to Lucien .That wasn’t me, I didn’t play dirty like that, I could still remember the look on his face, remember how he pretended to be okay when he wasn’t. I had cried a whole lot, I had even wanted to go looking for him, but he had asked me not to go out.And the last thing I was going to do was do exactly what he warned me against. He had wanted to protect me.But what did I do, I played dirty and broke him instead. I was feeling one too many emotions at the same time, the house was particularly cold without him.I could feel actual chills, my skin prickling. I laid curled in the chair, my gaze fixated at the door.Regret swirling through me at the words I muttered. I just wanted Lucien to be home, I just wanted to be in his embrace.Because now I had ruined all my chances, I was a hundred percent sure that he wouldn’t look at me t
LILITH’S POV My life seemed to have upended, I sat in my lair and slowly watched, watched how everything came crashing down. I stayed low and watched how everything that i had built with my blood, sweat, and tears came tumbling down.And the realisation that I had failed my own people attacked me, such force that held me captive.The blood curling screams and painful grunts always found its way to my ear every darned time, reminding me how much I had failed. But I wasn’t going to just sit here and watch my life crumble like this, I was going to fight.And fight I would. But first, I needed to keep my shadow safe, keep it safe because fucking Lyra would have known.Known that the only way she could kill me was by trapping my shadow first, and if at all I was going to go down, I had to do that with a fight.“So, what do you suggest?” My shadow asked, a huge smile plastered across her face as she stared right back at me.“I suggest we fight” I whispered slowly, gently rubbing my templ
TANESHA’S POV I could taste the blood in the air, blood wrenching cries polluting the already still air, several screams and cries cutting across each other.The fight had lasted for two nights, and three mornings to be precise, blood flew freely across the fields, several bodies sprawled across the field.“Come Tanesha, we don’t have business here. This part of the field belongs to the werewolves” Mother called gently, her dark gown billowing against her as we made our way to where our kind stood, their black cloaks forming a dark cloud as they waited patiently for us, their dark eyes ripping through mine.“She isn’t one of ours” a brawny witch hissed, her dark orbs shooting daggers at me.“She is our only path to salvation” Mother replied, her slender finger wrapping my bicep protectively.“The resistance would be here soon. All you need to do is stand by us no matter what. It is an order Tanesha” mother gritted harshly, her smooth voice made my heart swell with pride.“Sure mom”
BRIAN’S POV Fucking hell yes, finally I could taste the victory on my tongue, I could smell it, I could feel the power running through my veins in torrent. If this is what Victory finally felt like, then I was thrilled with it.“What do you think Lilith would do with this one” Andrea spat bitterly, tipping her head towards a worn-out verity. “Finish her off, I guess” I muttered through gritted teeth, her sunken eyes casting a lazy glare at me, all I wanted to do was shove her fucking tongue into her mouth, and make her choke on the darned thing.“And she?” she asked again, her broody orbs taking in Emma’s unconscious form, her facial features too relaxed for her own good.“I have no idea” I muttered slowly, rubbing my chest slowly to fucking calm my raging heart, I wasn’t supposed to feel this way.“We are home” Andrea muttered slowly as the horde ball made a descent towards the fields, a great feast already setting in motion as people hurriedly came to welcome us, their mouths pl
EMMA’S POV I felt half of my memory freeze, no matter how hard I had tried to remember the last event that had happened, I couldn’t. I couldn’t feel, couldn’t see, and worse Lyra and Caspian weren’t here, I remember pulling them through the portal, I remember following them closely behind, remember the argument I had with Lyra in the portal I could still feel her harsh voice ringing aggressively in my ear, before that crazy sound tore into us, separating us.“Welcome home” A sultry voice called out, several pair of orbs staring right back at me immediately I had tumbled into my own house.Only that my house didn’t look like it belonged to me any longer, like I was the stranger in my own home.Like I was the outsider looking in.“Stay back Emma” Lucien growled, making his way to my front, protecting me.“I assured you to hold onto your sanity a little while longer, didn’t I?” Mordecai cackled, her masked face crinkling up to show a wide smile. She was sitting on my damn couch, and
LILITH’S POV I knew the moment I stepped out with Luke, the crazy dimwit would start their little coup, planning how to send the qián jīn yuán to Greisha, what they didn’t know was that along with Greisha’s death came their own downfall.That was just how life worked, I couldn’t forgive betrayal, and they had betrayed me one too many times, and once I finally found a way to cut the string that bound me to Verity, I was going to cut her off.I couldn’t stand the stench of traitors, they irked me, I mean If you wanted to be bad, you had to remain bad to the very fucking end.This wasn’t a Gatsby story where one had a change of mind, and suddenly realised that they wanted to do good things. No, this was fucking real life.“Luke” I spat bitterly, not missing the slight look of fear that flitted across his face. “Yes ma’am?” He replied, avoiding my gaze at all cost.“Find out where Tyrone is, I am giving you just two days, two days, or I would seal your faith” I sneered lowly, enjo
LUCIEN’S POV I could feel hot coals burning the back of my eye, the people of St. Montero were just so mean. I mean, they had a fire beneath their eyes that scorched one, turning them into fucking grit and rubble.The past forty eight hours that we had spent in here, we had managed to garner a lot of hatred, and I am not even joking, a whole lot.Some had even sent us away with several curses, their eyes snickering with Anger.“How the hell are we going to find Lyra now, they don’t even want to have anything to do with us” Emma whined, her eyebrow scrunched in frustration as she sat helplessly on one of the wooden benches that lay scattered across the meadow that led up to the heart of St. Montero Our haven for now, that is if they’ve not yet sent guards down here. I wondered how someone so sacred in books, was treated like filth or rather a curse was disturbing.The harsh orange sun scorched us blindly as we helplessly gazed far away wasn’t even
LILITH’S POV Anger,I felt it before it even materialized, the thought of blowing the head of everyone seated on this table into tiny fucking bits and pieces swirling through my head. Their downturn lips infuriated me a whole lot more.“Who made the darned order” I asked a little bit calmly this time, my whole head sizzling in anger.“Nobody, Nobody is saying anything” u seethe, trying to block the jumbled thoughts playing in my head.“Trisha issued the order, ma’am, and we went through with it,” Luke from I T finally replied, hisses and sneers accompanying his reply.“You know what you guys have done, you’ve made us enemies with earth, did you see the news, did you see how Tyrone was going after our fucking heads” I shrieked, looking round the table, the remorse on their faces stifling.“Well since you all laid your fucking beds, I think you should all lie on it, The resistance would not fucking stop Because we murdered one of theirs and captured another, and what did you do? You
EMMA’S POV It took four days before we finally got to St. Montago, the sea had been brutal thrashing us in its turbulent waves, I had fallen ill during the journey, so I was finally glad at the feel of dry land, my whole body still sore from being in one position all day long.“DO you need to rest? There’s an Inn here; I suggest we rest; St. Montero isn’t far from here,” Lucien said, his big, burly figure caving in with exhaustion.“Why don’t we go to St Montero today, board an Inn, and tomorrow we look for Lyra?” I suggested, pulling him slightly over the noisy Market, several stall owners calling out to people passing by.“Why Emma?“I don’t think it is safe here, Lucien; I saw hordes here when we shot down from the boat earlier,” I whispered harshly, gently looking around for anything suspicious.The street teemed with several people as they each went about their business, their noses buried deep inside whatever it
EMMA’S POV The whispers just wouldn’t stop. They thawed away at my head, each harsh whisper filling up every hole and crevice of my whole body, not even when I was falling through the unknown with a certain speed that no man on earth could ever beat. Each harsh whisper drilling the words Hunt, maim, and kill in my ear as we dropped down, making sure I didn’t leave Lucien’s embrace, a smokeless cloud hanging over us as we fell rapidly through the portal with a loud thud, the desert sounds flying into our mouths as we rapidly tried to spit the sands out frantically. The humid air clung onto us frantically as Lucien carried the knapsack that was filled to the brim with supplies across his back.“So this is it” I muttered dreadfully, staring at the vast lands that laid before me, the current of the horde island, reaching far into this place.“We need to move fast, Emma, I felt the presence of the obsidian order while we wer