Hi, Evie here.
I wanna say thank you so much for coming this far with me. You have no idea how grateful I am that you're reading my work. Cross and Cyrus is my second attempt at a bl novel. The first one is "Finding Elijah" which will be available soon and will only be about 60 chapters, completed in February-- I'm working really hard for this one behind the scenes. The reason why updates are slow is because I have other books I'm working on and some will be coming to an end this month(Take me back, dear ex wife and Run, Camille, Run) but I'll still drop updates for Lust and Loyalty. I have no intentions of dragging any of my books so they'll probably be at most 80 chapters and anything more is because the story is not over. I'll drop ten chapters before the month ends and by February we can start stable updates. Thank you for your reviews, gems and comments. I look forward to them every day. it's my daily motivation 😁❤️CROSS My mom could hand me over to the devil if he wore a nice suit and a cheeky smile. Either that or Cyrus was probably manipulating her. She didn't even scold me when he drove me home before school. In fact, she invited him in for tea— to which I refused on his behalf, of course. I did not want Cyrus getting anywhere close with my family. I was his business and it ended there. Getting ready took less than ten minutes and when I stepped out again— “No.” “Get in the car, Cross,” he pushed away from his sports car, flaunting his shades as he opened the door for me. "I won't ask twice." "You're not dropping me off," my hand tightened around my school bag. "Cyrus, no." "Argh jeez!" he groaned, scowling as he stormed towards me with a murderous stare. "What the heck is your problem, peaches?” he got all up in my face, boldly disrespecting the idea of personal space.I faltered, taking a step back to allow some decency between us. “Excuse me? What did you just-”“You heard me,” he p
CROSS Quick, hide me! I wanted to run and hide somewhere but my feet wouldn't move. “Is there something wrong?” Nelson wondered cluelessly. If only he knew. He started to turn around just when Cyrus got close. “Oh Jesus!” He yelped, jumping away and clinging onto me. Cyrus only glared harder, jaw ticked so hard his veins almost popped at the side of his head. What was wrong with him? Pushing back the dread that filled my stomach, I peeled Nelson off me, stepping away from him but that did not make him lose the glare. “Cyrus,” Nelson called too excited. “I mean- Sir- C-Cyrus, sir. It's such an honor to finally meet you. My name is-” His gaze shifted to me, “What are you doing here? I said I'll come get you, I didn't say you could stop by.” Now that tone made me forget I was even afraid of him just a minute ago. “I did not come for you—” “He's right,” Nelson interrupted, unknown to him he was digging his own grave. But Cyrus did not look away from me and it made my s
CROSSHeat rushed to my cheeks. I was flustered but being locked in here with him only made the air suffocating. One glance at his monster cock again and the butterflies in my belly took flight."No, get out. Cyrus! Not here!" I whispered, hand still over my dick but now his eyes were feasting on me. They had turned gold. A beautiful shade but they spelled danger. The last time I saw them, he was sucking me off in a classroom."You said you wouldn't treat me like one of your fuck buddies," I tried to remind him, holding him by his words but Cyrus rolled his eyes, causing my heart to sink.Why did I think I could trust him? He was no different from Mera- no, he was worse. He made me trust him, leading me like a fool only to get his will done in the end."Cyrus, please!" I couldn't shout for fear of being caught. If anyone of his teammates walked in on this, that'd be a stain to his name and mine. I'd have to wear the gay tag for the rest of my life.Let's be honest, even if the law was
CYRUS I don't miss. I never miss. If it's aimed at you, it's sure as hell getting to you.So why the heck did the ball grow its own balls and go directly to that pest who wouldn't keep his touchy hands to himself? Oh shit. Maybe that's why.I was still struggling to understand Cross’s reaction in the locker room— there was a strange twist in my chest. Seriously, I couldn't understand it.It had to be the way he looked at me; the fright on his face, the words he said, I was nothing like my sister and I knew this.Heck, if I was, I would have done what I wanted last night. Not like I was asking for credit for not acting like the beast. It was simply impossible to sleep next to him with all of that scent in the air— oh fuck!Ah, shit! There it was again— that annoying, stupid feeling in my chest. Guilt? No. Never. Even though it felt like I did something I shouldn't have, I knew it was just all in my head. He reeked of lust. How was I supposed to know he wasn't interested?I was going
CROSS Search "a fool" on the net and I bet I'd show up as the perfect example. Jesus! Cyrus dressed me up as a clown each step of the way and I let him. When did I become so stupid? ‘He wouldn't do that to me?’ yeah right. Just because he wanted in my pants and held me all through the night, didn't mean he cared an iota about me. He was a predator! Repeat after me Damian Cross! That boy is a predator and he's never going to change. I wasn't asking for much. What's someone his age gotta do to earn a little respect— just a speck of it? I survived my classes absentmindedly, frowning at everyone that no one dared to approach me. By the end of class, I was rushing out before Jake could make a quick stop to my desk. As if that wasn't bad enough, I was walking around with a stiff dick, carrying the hurt of my body's betrayal. Someone needed to teach Cyrus some manners and it sure as hell wasn't going to be me. Heck, I'm his freaking age! Why wasn't this basic information? I was deepl
CYRUS“So now I feel like there's a hand gripping my chest. It hurts, mom. Am I cursed? Am I going to die? Dad's books didn't say anything about the curse of a mate. What if it's incurable?” The more I spoke, the more my heart hammered like a paid actor.I was at the rooftop trying to get a diagnosis for my situation.“I can't believe you pulled me out of my favorite show for this,” she sighed over the phone.“I'm in a dilemma here,” I frowned. “What's more important than attending to your son?”“Oh Jesus,” I imagined her rubbing her temples trying to soothe her burning anger.“You don't even know that man-”“Cyrus, how the fuck are you this clueless?” She groaned. “That's guilt, you imbecile! You're feeling guilty! Take responsibility for your actions!”I pulled the phone away to escape her deafening yell. Guilt and I could never be put in the same sentence. “That can't be right. That's impossible. I did nothing wrong.”“I'm not about to listen to my son yap about how he didn't just
CYRUSI didn't need to call my mom this time, I just knew I fucked up. It was the long inhale of patience and calm he breathed in, then the fury he exhaled slowly. The knot in my belly returned and I found myself praying to a God whom I didn't even know.Just this once and I'll learn some manners."Are you fucking insane right now?" I commended his calmness, glanced at him and saw fury like lava dancing in his orbs.Why did I think he was powerless again? Cross could sink my body with one word and glare.My grip tightened on the wheels as I pierced my gaze on the road, "My teammates are hanging out at my place tonight. You're invited.""Now why the hell do you think I'd say yes, huh?"Idiot! Idiot! Idiot! I'm such a fool! Why did I think he'd say yes? Just because he wasn't glaring didn't mean he wasn't pissed. Ugh! Should've just said sorry. Was it too late to back up, rewind and apologize or do I keep up with the attitude of a prick?I took a second hard swallow before I mustered th
CROSS I've never wanted to be touched so bad. I went from riding with disgust to actually craving his touch. What scared me was the fact that I knew it wasn't entirely his lust controlling me-- it wasn't his lust at all. As his tongue skillfully explored my mouth, I surrendered to every wave of passion he commanded from me. My hands unhook the seat belt, giving myself more freedom. I wrapped my arms around his neck, feeling more connected than ever. His gentle but firm hold on my waist drove me crazy. Slowly, he became my air, my next breath, my source of breathing. Fuck! This was too much. I knew he felt it too and that caused my heart to pound a little faster. Desire moved inside me. Kissing was an art and Cyrus was its master. This was nothing like all our kisses before. Why did my heart feel so heavy and full? Suddenly, I needed air. I felt like I was drowning, running out of breath. As much as he gave me air, he took it away. "Fuck," he mumbled across my lips, pulling my
CYRUS I rinsed the soapy dish under the running tap, handing it to my mom as she wiped it off with a hand cloth and placed it in the rack. She hummed as she carried out her chore, a smile plastered on her face. I'd just had dinner at her place. We ate like humans knowing fully well we weren't, but it seemed nice to feel like a family once in a while. She was obsessed with anything that would give ‘quality time’ with her kids. She still didn't know about Lilith and Seth yet. While I'd debated whether or not to tell her, she mentioned Lucian stopping by to say hello and he zoomed off without another word. That was my cue to shut the hell up. I didn't say anything, just acted like everything was fine and I didn't just experience the greatest trauma in my whole life. A part of me– a very large part wanted to break down and cry in her arms. I still trembled just remembering what happened, but if I laid it all on her, what would she do? Her life was sad enough. I couldn't possibly add
CROSSI knew I was still alive when I suddenly became aware of the pain. Yeesh! I took it too far yesterday. Not that I regretted any of it. I'd do it again and again I'd say it over and over again. No remorse here, but I did take it too far.What did I mean by 'take from me. I can take it'? Oh my God! Needless to say, I woke up with secondhand embarrassment. How the heck do I face him this morning?Everywhere hurts. And one place that shouldn't feel like it's gaping open, actually feels that way.After I'd said those words, Cyrus went feral. I swear, I was this close to worrying whether it was truly him or Lust. He was out of it-- but then again, I don't exactly remember any promises of him taking it gentle with me.He was always out to prove why he was a god in the bedroom and why the girls at school won't stop throwing themselves at him.Too late now, I think.Setting the thought aside, last night's back and forth rushed back to me. How I managed to sleep at all was shocking. Thank
CYRUSI recognized sexual energy anywhere. After all, it was the fastest way I could build up my strength. It was my daily bread and what I considered food. There were other means of lust, but humans had long termed sexual acts as forbidden and so whenever they acted on it, lust jubilated and made merry.They've always tasted the same in different ways. Like colours but red, pink, or purple. Nothing out of the ordinary.Now why did this feel like I was having a whole feast? It wasn't just colours, it was something else; a whole rainbow, an upgrade, like I consumed a thousand souls.Fuck.Soft hands ran over my abs, sending a thrill, a mesmerizing one. I was getting addicted fast. My heart beating with more meaning, passion and power.Sweet rosy sensation flooded my senses. Everywhere he touched lighted up quickly.I must have summoned an incubus of something. Dammit! Guilt stabbed my chest. Cross would hate me if he found out. But I couldn't do this to him. It would be too much for hi
CYRUS I've always been afraid of the dark. Not because of what lurked out there, but what I housed inside me.Carrying a whole sin and one as strong as lust wasn't exactly easy. I feared the day he would burst out and shut me out, leaving me to drown in the darkness-- the void.What would happen to me? I wondered where I'd float.To nothingness, I hoped. Like my whole existence erased, wiped out like I wasn't even there.That was better than the feeling of being stuck somewhere, the feeling of falling into the void and never letting up.Something warm wrapped around me and I felt a slight tug in my chest. The kind I always felt when Cross looked at me a certain way, or smiled these days.Shit! Something's wrong with me, for sure.But right now, I felt his presence. It was subtle but it was there. It felt warm on my face like the ray of sun on a Saturday morning back at Mom's place. I could hear her humming through the thin walls-- other times, her cries of being abandoned by a mate a
CROSS I was falling fast. The world around me was spinning and waiting for my blood to spill. The air felt too thick for me to produce a single sound. The world twisted around me. The height from which the tentacle dropped me could cause anyone a heart attack, yet I suffered the torture of watching myself go down, watching myself die. The only thing in front of me was Valkar. The cursed agent of hell watched me without an atom of care, his head held high in dignity like he had done an honorary deed. My vision blurred, I couldn't even cry. My head spun. I sank further, waiting for the hard thud of the ground against my back, waiting for death's open arms to usher me into hell. "I'm gonna get you out of here." His words breezed past my thoughts with his shaky voice and that fearsome look in his eyes. They were empty promises. Not because he didn't mean it, but because he stood no chance against them. I knew it. He knew it too. Fuck. I knew I shouldn't, but with all the last stre
CYRUSMy hands trembled as I glanced at the heads of my siblings. The tentacles reached for them, dragging them back into the Earth and pulling along their lifeless bodies. Hell had no respect for its own people, this much shouldn't be a surprise. This wasn't grandfather's orders. Judging from the surge of power I just got, this was Valkar doing his own wish."H-He- killed them. Oh my God! Oh my God!" Cross gasped, struggling to breathe behind me. "Oh God! Oh God!" Anyone who stood against grandfather had themselves to blame. It didn't matter if they were his own grandchildren. We were not special to anyone. But I wasn't going to let them take my one special person away from me. Cross could barely even breathe behind me and I was in no position to say anything comforting. Heck, I needed it too! "Now that we've gotten rid of those small fries," Valkar smirked, still levitating as though the Earth was unworthy of him. "Let's get right into it."Small fries? I gulped. Shit. He wasn't
CYRUS"Fuck this!" I muttered in agony, turning around and marching to the barrier with heated gaze and a clenched fist."W-Wait, where are you--" Cross gasped."I wouldn't go closer if I were you," Seth warned and that managed to keep him in place but the weight of his eyes laid heavy on my back, just like the responsibility to keep him safe.Dad always said emotions would be the downfall of humans. He said we were different, and for special higher ranked sins like us--the seven deadly ones-- we were immune to feelings. All we ever felt was what we were.Last I checked, I was the god of lust. Not the god of anger, jealousy, protectiveness, worry and worse of all, fear.Fucking fear!Why was I trembling? Simple. It finally dawned on me that we were fucked. I mean it was pretty obvious but hearing my siblings complain? Now that added to my fear.You're weak. The voice boomed inside my head with a trembling force and a smirk behind it. Give in to me.No. Never.I could feel the mischief
CYRUS"Excuse me?" Lilith frowned, recovering from the shock. It was quite hard to believe he just growled at them. "Listen here, you little--""If you have nothing but negatives to say then zip it!"Oh shit! He was pissed off, wasn't he? I looked down to where he held our hands like he was in control here, when in fact, he was the odd one out. We could all tell he was nervous and afraid but that didn’t stop him from schooling them. If he could complain in hell, then damn, I was in for the rest of my life.No, that didn't come out well. Rest of whose life? This was the end for him."I've had enough. I'm scared to my boots but you don't see me screaming and yelling. Whether we're doomed or not, he's only trying to stay positive and there's nothing wrong with that. God!" he huffed, then muttered, "How can I have more balls than the descendants of lust?""Hey!" Lilith snapped. "You know nothing about our family-""No, thanks. I don't need the extra information. Clearly, this," he gestur
CYRUS"Get up," I pulled Cross to his feet, ignoring the pain shooting from my ribs. It was like a rib had pierced one of my organs, but fuck that! Cross was having an even harder time. His breath was uneven, harsh and shuddery. He could barely breathe and it was pretty obvious why.Hell's environment was no place for a human. If this continued-- I didn't even want to think about it."Up, up," I held his arm and yanked him hard. His legs gave in and he crashed into me. I supported him with my weight, a familiar strength rolling inside me but it came with no courage, only fear.Fear of the unknown. Fear of what I was. Fear of what I carried inside me. Fear of the dangers that lie ahead, one that possibly involved Cross's doom."I have to get you out of here," I looked around frantically, heart speeding with panic. Seth was at Lilith's side, helping her to her feet and Lucian was nowhere in sight.Did he bolt before the barrier came on? Possibly. He wouldn’t hesitate to save himself and