"In life, we weep at the thought of death. In death, perhaps we weep at the thought of life." – Marilyn MonroeJORDAN POVI did not know what I was expecting. But that?That was off the records, totally off the charts.Black eyes connected with mine, and softness trickled into the stance, replacing hard hatred. Her gaze melted unto mine, as though she was telling me something through bated lashes. Unsaid words flickered between us. An invisible string tugged at me, and tingles darted down my back. My eyes fell on the mutilated body and a pool of blood beneath the chair. It has not even been a full month yet, but she had already unalived two people. Two lost souls and lives stolen from their hands.My heart tried to claw its way out of my throat, and I bolted.I jumped into the elevator without a back glance, then clamped a restraining hand on my mouth. My stomach churned with the unease, bile spreading through my chest and rising like a tide. My eyes blurred and a loud gag threatened
"Life is about accepting what you’ve got and moving on." – Marshy MarshMELODY POVAnger blared like tiny balls of the hurricane that sent goosebumps skittering to every part of my skin. Heat seeped into my limbs, dispelling the avalanche of unhappiness and the momentary release I was soaking in. The sound of the tires squealed as Jordan pulled out of the parking lot without a back glance.I stood there watching the spot he just vacated, then bit my tongue until metal and hotness were all I could taste. I shook the nasty images of Jordan's mutilated body, then started walking with no clear sense of direction.The sound of my heels against hard pavement was annoying to my ears. I dispersed everything from my soul and emptied my body until all I could feel was nothing. The dull ache in my chest threatened to claw my heart out before spreading its wings and bathing me in hatred.Time ceased to have the meaning as I trudged the streets of Los Angeles with blank eyes, an unfeeling heart, a
Chapter 36"It’s better to be a lion for a day than a sheep all your life. –" Elizabeth KennyJORDAN POVThe pounding at the door sounded like it came straight from my chest. I strained my ear to hear well, but the next one came straight from the top of my head. I threw the blankets off and attempted to get up only to wince when a pang of headache sliced through my skull. A lone tear escaped my eye, and I fell back to my bed with my head clutched tightly in my hands.Boom!"Make it stoooop..." I groaned taking a pillow and burying my head beneath it.Another boom came, and this one was more violent than the first one. With a series of curses falling off my tongue, I jerked out of bed in a heartbeat, then regretted it when my pulse thrummed frantically. Stars danced behind my eyes, and a wave of vertigo stole the ground beneath my feet. I fell back onto the bed."I feel like shit..." I murmured to myself while my hands covered my eyes from the blinding, assaulting eyes."You do look li
"Humans have a light side and a dark side, and it’s up to us to choose which way we’re going to live our lives. Even if you start out on the dark side, it doesn’t mean you have to continue your journey that way. You always have time to turn it around. " – Taraji P. HensonMELODY POVThe morning came, and I woke up to clear my head with a long run. Not only were my ribs sore from being stuffed into corsets of different sizes and types, but I was also still fuming from what Jordan did.I couldn't hide from the fact that I cared for him. And it annoyed me for some reason to see him all...berserk.The run lasted me two hours since I decided to take 3 laps around the estate with no break. It was almost 7 o'clock when I finally charged towards the house. The fragments of aggravation still bloated my stomach. So I did what I always did when I was pissed.Headed for the gym.Except I didn't even make it passed the lobby because Gia scooped me in a tight hug and mumbled some incoherent shit ab
"If you want the beautiful moments to shine, you have to contrast that with dark and gruesome moments. That’s the way life is." – Tony DiTerlizziJORDAN POVThe present held a precious fake charm in my heart, but that didn't mean I couldn't see the disaster that loomed over the horizon waiting to befall my future. Or maybe I was still perplexed by the life I was suddenly forced to leave. I didn't know what prompted my decision on a whim that I was going to join Melody on another wicked adventure of making the world bleed. The previous one was still as fresh as a day in my brain, and I honestly don't know whether I had the guts to stomach what was going to happen next.But still, here I was, surrounded by dark grey leather couches that spread outward. The mahogany tables were mounted to the floor expertly. a white rug ran the length of the aisle, from the main door ahead of me, down to the mahogany door by the end of the cabin. The light fixtures were dimmed, casting a soft and warm gl
"I believe that a good man does bad with good intentions. But does a bad man do bad with no intentions? Or good with bad intentions?" – Jean AntunezMELODY POVMy ears popped on the descent, and I woke up from a deep slumberish haze of running in the darkness.A warm hand rubbed my back comfortably, easing the tension of the unconscious world from my mind and stilling me to reality before lush, soft lips placed a soft kiss on my forehead. I must have fallen asleep listening to Dante and Jordan's endless wrangling. The two men were inclined on driving me crazy with their unfounded fights over nothing. Literally nothing. And if Jordan hadn't actually mentioned it, I would have not realized that Dante kind of hated him. Okay, maybe hate is a strong word, but Dante couldn't stand the thought of Jordan, and that alone was entirely up to Jordan. I refused to believe that whatever discord they had was tied down to Jordan being engaged to me.My man's stubbornness was the only thing that was
"Light always needs a source of energy, darkness does not need a source of energy. Therefore, darkness will always beat the light. One day when light disappears the darkness will prevail." --Smash HitsMELODY POV"What role will I play in taking down the bad boy trafficker?" Jordan asked before throwing another small pebble into the water. We watched in silence as the tiny stone fractured the surface of the water, creating big waves as it skated on the moonlit surface before settling with a tiny pop. The blackness under the sparkling surface swallowed it whole without mercy, stealing it from our sight and dragging it to the world of the unknown that lay beneath the pitch blackness. The waves slowly died and I found myself wondering if my life was like that tiny pebble, or if I was the darkness lurking beneath the sparkling glamour I put up front. I have terrorized enough lives in my years of living, so the darkness was probably the only thing that could define me."Melody?" Jordan's vo
"Twilight – a time of pause when nature changes her guard. All living things would fade and die from too much light or too much dark if twilight were not. "– Howard ThurmanMELODY POVMy mind couldn't seem to register anything going on around me. Things were either moving too fast, or my mind was lagging behind at a tortoise-on-morphine pace. But my senses were on hyper-alert, and there was this annoying voice screaming in my head constantly, tweeting incoherent nonsense that echoed all around my brain.Everywhere my eyes landed was nothing but thick redness that covered my brainpower like a heavy cloak, and the only thing keeping me on solid ground was Jordarn's hand on my lower back. The heat leaking from his palm alone was a whole living thing, and sense and clarity were its symptoms of liveliness.My stomach flipped and turned, unease settling on my shoulders with a crushing weight.I felt it in my bones and in the air around me, and the voice in my head concurred with dripping awa