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A guardian's duty
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My Liar, My Love Bang! Bang! Bang!
Samuel pulled away from Sarah’s neck, his mouth stained with the innocent blood he’d shed. The colour in his eyes began to ripple, changing from chocolate brown to a striking red. The man snarled at Demetrius, a warning for him to keep his distance. Without backup and a girl he needed to protect the boy was inclined to do just that.That said, Samuel Hansley had been wanted for over three decades. Having him slip away again would be a blow to the guardians and there was no telling where he would go or whose problem he would become.There was a smaller, more carnal part of him that considered the reinstated honour he would receive for bringing in such a prize after having his last big case taken from him. In fact, if he spun it well enough, he could insist it had been his plan all along and the reason he’d gone against every order he had received along the way. Escape wouldn’t be an option for the man; there was too much at stake.Sarah we
My Liar, My Love The fight lost
The darkness began to encroach from the corners of his eyes, a slow march that increasingly robbed him of his vision. The sounds of the outside world were stifled by his laboured breathing and the loud pounding in his chest. He was bleeding faster than he was healing and he could feel things within himself rupturing.Demetrius struggled to his feet but the action sent a horrendous pain through him that forced him back to his knees.“Jamie.” His lips were heavy, requiring tremendous effort to get even the shortest words out. “Run. You…you have to get out—” A groan bubbled up the back of his throat but he stifled it so it was barely a grunt. “Don’t let…they can’t find you…go.”“Demetrius!” In the distance, he heard Scarlet’s voice calling to him. Demetrius would’ve thought it to be hallucinations due to his slipping consciousness but with his diminishing sight, he watched six of his fellow guardians dart into the room.Scarlet appeared at his side, fussing over him. Her words were too m
My Liar, My Love Friendly interrogation
“What was that?” Scarlet’s ears popped out, twitching as they tried to catch the sound.Cassidy crept to the edge of the wall and peered around it to view the front door. “Lui,” she whispered. “Dad must’ve told him Mom won’t let you go on duty tonight.”“Guy doesn’t know when to quit. Quick, back up the wall. No doubt he’s here to see you. Guess he couldn’t wait for that little talk.”A glance back up the wall brought with it a sudden bout of fatigue. Demetrius could think of nothing he wanted less in the moment than to have to pull himself back up the wall and get himself back to bed before the man could make his way up the stairs. His sisters could see the weariness on his face.“I can throw you,” Cassidy said. “Might make a thud but you’ll be in your room so it shouldn’t matter.”Demetrius thought to protest knowing his sister&
My Liar, My Love Another face in the hall
Morning couldn’t come soon enough. Without guard duty, Demetrius had been left to pace the floor of his room waiting for the first rays of sunlight to enter the sky. He had to get back to school, had to see her…how she was doing…what—if anything—she remembered. Until then, his mind wouldn’t allow him to rest.The moment he stepped into the hall, he began a subtle scan of the students, hoping to see her and the state the Monday morning had found her in.It was her voice that he heard first. It rang out from the other side of the hallway, boisterous, uninhibited laughter with the power to disrupt the beats of his heart. Demetrius followed it, seamlessly moving through the sea of students like oil passing through water. He found her leaned against her locker with eyes that still danced from the laughter moments earlier.“Mom went nuts!” Megan said, using exaggerated gestures as she told her story. “I’m standing there with the letter and Ms. Pierson’s on the phone. Mom doesn’t know who t
My Liar, My Love Unrelenting obsession
Still awake?Yeah, couldn’t sleep so I’m finishing up some English homework. You?Demetrius stared at his phone’s screen, reading the message over and over while he considered his next move. It was already 3AM. If Jamie hadn’t gone to bed yet, chances were slim she would sleep at all. Yet another interesting thing. Her sleeping problems had only begun after the initial scare. Without memory of the event, there shouldn’t have been anything keeping her awake.His thumb remained frozen above the ‘send’ button, suspended by a hesitation he wasn’t sure he should ignore. The boy hadn’t been told to avoid her but his superiors had suggested a healthy distance.Demetrius thought to erase the words and wish her a happy study session before calling it a night but the continued lack of sleep was something he couldn’t ignore—not when he’d seen its effects in the past. Left to continue, it would worsen. She'd eventually hurt herself and there wouldn’t be anyone to stop her.His thumb went down on
My Liar, My Love Late night rendezvous
In the absence of screaming children and blinding sunlight, the playground took on an eerie sombreness. The solemnity of the swings softly creaking as they swung in the light breeze could be heard as he stepped through the gates. His sister was at his heels with her tail high and her ears alert. She was there for unrequested backup but had no intention of being otherwise involved.The boy sat on a bench by the monkey bars, allowing Cassidy into his lap without protest when she invited herself up.Minutes later, Jamie entered through the iron gate.“Over here,” he said.The girl crossed the lawn quickly, wanting to avoid the sprinklers that were set to their busy work. She sank next to him on the bench and reached a hand out to pet his sister but stopped suddenly, seeming uncertain about the action as her eyes grew distant. Demetrius watched her force the thought from her mind before fully committing to the act of giving the white cat scratches by her cheek—the way Cassidy liked it. Hi
My Liar, My Love Late night conversation
“Ready?”“Go for it.”“We went dancing on the moon.” It was an innocuous start, one meant to stir her mind into seeing the interaction as harmless. When he’d first asked, Demetrius hadn’t expected the reaction she’d given and while he was curious for the blush alone, the boy saw it as an opportunity to further verify whether she had truly retained some of her memories.“No.”“I beat you in those finals you’re so worried about.”Jamie side-eyed him. “Not a chance with study habits like yours. You’re more interested in my freckles than the past perfect usage of the avoir verb.”“You gotta admit, one’s far more stimulating.”Her cheeks began to gain colour again. “Next guess.”“Alright, lemme see… It’s got nothing to do with academics—you’d have told me already. It can’t be anything silly…you’d admit that. Embarrassing…involves us both and…no cats?”“No, no cats.”“Narrows it down to only about a million options.” Demetrius scratched at his chin, feigning contemplation. “Most things don’
My Liar, My Love The outpost residence
Demetrius waited through the week, expecting a visit from Carlton to inform him about whatever would be taking place in another week. He never came. The man focused on teaching while at school and all but ignored the boy around the guard tower on the nights he was there. It was hard to take it for anything other than wilful avoidance. He was freezing him out, forcefully creating the distance he demanded. Each time Demetrius walked through the guard tower, he got the distinct feeling that he was the only one in the dark about what would apparently be a massive undertaking of an operation. It was his greatest irritant. No one would’ve known there was anything to be looked into without his careful research. None of them would’ve been any wiser to the vampire, unregistered and living in plain sight with at least one questionable child. It was his chance discovery that set things in motion and now they sought to separate him from his work. Were it no
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My Liar, My Love Epilogue
“Hurry up or we’ll miss it!” Megan pulled Jamie through the crowd of students that gathered near the football field. “He’ll be in detention until he graduates, I know it.”Megan shoved and elbowed the pair up into the bleachers where several other students had also managed to climb their way up. All eyes were cast toward the recently manicured lawn—the one the principal had paid landscapers to prepare for the upcoming track events to be held at the school.The entire student body had been abuzz from the moment the rumours first began spreading and those rumours had endured long enough to draw the crowd that they had.In the centre, sitting atop one of the school’s riding mowers was none other than Demetrius Nicholai Finley. He wore the widest Cheshire grin, overly pleased with the work of his hands and the crowd he’d managed to draw. The boy climbed atop the machine he’d stolen from the old shed, facing
My Liar, My Love The promise
“You didn’t tell me you’d be coming over.” Demetrius watched Jamie scale her way onto the roof, taking great care with her footing before she made her way over to him. The boy’s gaze followed her as she took the spot next to him laced with questions he decided against asking. “I’d have come get you; we could’ve walked together.”Despite his extreme vigilance, the boy hadn’t found dangers lurking around each corner. That, however, did little to assuage his anxieties where she, or anyone else in his family was concerned. The boy had allowed himself to drop his guard and that was when disaster had struck.He wouldn’t be making that mistake again any time soon. Jamie shrugged. “It was spur of the moment. I didn’t wanna stare at my ceiling anymore or listen to my mother ask me how I’m feeling for the millionth time.” She looked out at the guard house, its figure silhouett
My Liar, My Love Flatteries and apologies
“You didn’t need to say that.” Scarlet nudged Phoenix further behind her.“I don’t care.” Demetrius turned to face them. “Let my sister go.”“Alexiel…” the queen said, slowly rising from her chair. She shot the prince a sceptical look, uncertain who she was meant to believe. “Is it true…?” she asked Scarlet.His sister dug deep into her silence, choosing to set her eyes on the queen’s middle rather than lifting her gaze for them to meet. In the uncomfortable silence that followed, the woman asked that the chains be removed. Free of these constraints, his sister took her child into her arms but otherwise gave no acknowledge to king or queen…or prince.As was her right.“It can’t be,” Alexiel said, shaking his head.“No,” the queen said, reaching out to take Phoenix by her chin. She tilted the little girl&rsquo
My Liar, My Love The prince's secret
“We’re leaving.” His mother’s words were sharp, final; they brokered no room for argument or negotiation. She’d barely gotten done listening to Demetrius’ account of the night when the women made the executive decision that they were all done with the follies of court and wouldn’t suffer another moment of it.“I need to find him first,” Demetrius said.“You’ll do no such thing,” she said, dismissing the idea the moment it left his lips. The woman turned to her husband. “Get my daughter or I will, but none of us is spending a single night beneath this roof.”His father’s face was drawn, worn thin by the events of the earlier evening and the truths he was forced to face. Demetrius hadn’t, at first, understood why the man wasn’t back in the banquet hall kissing the asses of all present while he begged their forgiveness for his son’s youthful obstinacy. It was
My Liar, My Love Carlton's revenge
He’d suffered all he could. Demetrius had tried and had made concessions; he’d held his tongue when they screamed hard enough; he played along when they insisted forcefully enough.He was done.Demetrius offered his hand to Jamie, allowing her as much time as she needed to talk it. The girl clung to his hand, drawing close as she sought to shield herself from the piercing gazes that followed the boy from the stage. With her secured, the boy walked across the room to the table set for his family. He momentarily released Jamie’s hand to hoist Phoenix up from the table. He placed her in Cassidy’s arm before taking her free hand and reclaiming Jamie’s.The path to the main door was clear for him, despite the many guests and guards that sat or stood in his way. They simply didn’t matter.“Where are you going?” The presenter called to him from the stage, encouraging back to receive the prestigious award made speci
My Liar, My Love History repeated
Applause rang out from within the banquet hall, some guests rising to their feet in exuberance when Demetrius’ name was called. Those seated around him on the stage reached out to give him congratulatory pats on his shoulders or back and a few even hooted in encouragement.The presenter in charge of handing him his reward played up the work the boy had done in the last few months and the impact it had had on the Avendale Tower and wider mythical realm. The man was intentionally vague about his contributions at Central Bureau, but it left the audience no less impressed with what they did get to hear.It was everything Demetrius had ever dreamed of from the moment he first walked into the guard tower with his father all those years ago. The boy aspired for greatness, knowing he would someday be on that very stage by his father’s side. Back then, he knew he would hold his head high and feign modesty while he thanked everyone for their acknowledgements.
My Liar, My Love A sister's peril
Leave it to his father to want to mingle while his family waited for him back in the apartment. Within ten minutes of realising his father was getting comfortable with some of his former partners, Demetrius excused himself from the company of the men and started back. The rehearsals ran longer than he thought necessary, and he could only imagine his sister crawling out of her skin with impatience. In another mood, the idea would’ve amused him enough to slow his steps. He knew, of course, that with his mother around it was unlikely anything would happen, but it did little to quiet the erratic pounding in his chest. “I’m running out of options, Caspian.” Demetrius drew to a dead stop at the sound of the prince’s voice and the mention of the man who managed to keep him rattled despite his extended absence. The boy crept over to the door. “You could try releasing her.” Carlton’s dispassionate response rang as clearly from behind the door. “I’m sure her fa
My Liar, My Love Return to the palace
The palace was beautifully decorated for what would be four nights of ceremonies and celebrations before the prince’s wedding. The halls were filled with guests being ushered to one wing or the other. Those who’d received special invitation to remain within the royal halls for any—let alone all—the days were the most envied.Demetrius thought differently.The moment his family entered the palace, he felt his nerves begin to fry. The boy was openly on edge, looking around every corner for the danger he’d convinced himself would be coming. The servants smiled warmly, welcoming them with platitudes that were no doubt rehearsed weeks in advance. His family returned their smiles with varying degrees of ease, but Demetrius could scarcely coax the corners of his lips to rise. His muscles hurt from the constant tension that ran through them and he could feel the joints of his jaw tightening from the unrestrained teeth clenching, but
My Liar, My Love Hidden hurt
“Jerry…what…what’s this about?” “You’ve got some nerve,” he said, pushing past her to enter the living room. Behind him, four other men entered. They all did their best to avoid making eye contact with the woman despite having let themselves into her home. “Who are these people?” “The movers. Get the books off the second and third shelves,” he said. “Honey, I—” “Don’t call me that,” he said, snapping despite the lack of necessity for such hostility. “You don’t get to call me that, not after what you’ve done.” “Daddy,” Valerie tried, too cautious this time to reach out for him. “Where are you going?” The man gritted his teeth. “I’m not your father, despite what your whore of a mother’s led you to believe—the things in the third bedroom from the stairs, too, men. I want the nightstand, the dresser—leave the bed. That slut’s done too many things on there while I was at work. She can keep that for the next time she runs into
