I breathed heavily as I shifted my chair backwards, I stared at the screen of my laptop with satisfaction. I'm a writer and yet again I just completed another exciting book of mine, and yes I feel really proud.Now all that's left for me to do, is to visit the publishing house and make this book known to the world. But first I would have to visit the cyber cafe.Well, I better get to it... I definitely would love to treat myself to a fancy dinner after I get everything done. This is just something I do, after completing a book.I saved my files, put off my laptop and then tuck it away safely into my laptop bag. I hung the bag on my shoulder, put on my headphone and left the room and also exit the house.I got on my bicycle and rode away, I do have a car but I also enjoy riding a bicycle. I just love the energy that comes with it. You see, driving a bic
I paced around my room repeatedly, my mind couldn't comprehend what I just saw. A character of mine is alive or should I say, was alive. This is all too strange, really strange and I can't comprehend it. Hmm, I need to clear my head. The only way I could get that done, is by calling my sis over.My sis Brendan is my only friend, she's the only one who adds sunshine and colourful rainbows to my life. Without her, my life would just be plain black.I'm a nerd, a big time nerd and in this present time, no one literally wants to hang out with a nerd and I do get it.I sighed, as I dialled my sister number. This is probably one of the decision I hate making. I love being alone, I love being plane Jane and I definitely do not want sparkles in my life. I love being this boring person who always spent her time, writing books and creating new ways to torture her characters. Yup, I specialize in tragic novels.
Ethan Smith POVSeeing her tremble in fear, gives me pleasure. She's the one responsible for the pains I have been through all my life, she made me the villain and the bad guy, causing me to kill the only girl that I fell in love with.., with my bear hands.Why did I kill the love of my life? That was because she didn't love me back, she fell in love with Daniel who isn't as handsome as me or successful like me.So yeah, I killed both the love my life and also the man she fell in love with. I killed both of them, and then I got arrested. I was sentenced to a life imprisonment but I escaped because I needed to get my revenge. I needed to get my revenge on the lady solely responsible for my misfortune.You might wonder how I was able to connect the dot between my misfortune and this lady. It's simple, I read the book that I featured in.... At first I fou
My breath hinged, I suddenly felt like an asthmatic patient. Fuck! What's all this, how are my character's alive. First it was Anna Steve, and now it's a handsome villain who wants to make me suffer. Now I can't help but think if there's anymore character in my book who would want to see me suffer. To be honest I made a lot of characters suffer."I really don't know if this is real, but you have to understand that I never knew you were a living person in this world. All I did was to write a damn fictional book, I didn't mean to make you kill the love of your life." I pleaded hoping he would see some sense in what am saying. Like, if I had know my characters were living and not just in my book and my imagination, I wouldn't have made them suffer.He snickered, "that's not an excuse darling."Oh fuck! This rodeo is real.I decided to come out as fearless
Ethan Smith POVSeeing her speechless and shocked, made me spread my grin wider across my lips. "I'm waiting."Her eyes darts around the room nervously, "I... i... can't..... Arggghh" her screams filled the room, as I landed a kick on her stomach."What did you say?" I asked bending low."I.... I ... will take off my clothes." She stuttered whimpering lightly, her hands on her stomach."That's more like it." I smiled wickedly."So......." I drawled.She stared at me confused."Your clothes, slave." My voice came out agitated, I feel so excited by the mere thought of seeing what's underneath her clothes."Can't... can't, can't I have some... uhm... privacy." She stutters, looking elsewhere but me. That
"Please, please, please let me go. I'm sorry I won't try to escape or run away. I'm sorry." I begged the villain dragging me into my own house."Your screams are only increasing your punishment ration. Remember I said you are not allowed to speak without my permission, well screaming is also part of it." Hearing what he said, I decided to remain quiet.My heart wouldn't stop beating fast, I couldn't help but think of different ways Ethan is going to punish me."You know what, I will think of a better punishment for you... by tomorrow. For now, you can continue sleeping on the kitchen floor. And again, the doors will not be locked." He winked at me, then walked out of the kitchen.Would it be weird to say that, when he winked at me I felt my stomach fumbled
Ethan's POV"Didn't you hear me slave, I said go get me food." I said, trying my possible best to remain calm."I... I... uhm. I can't... I can't... uhm... stand up." She stuttered hiding her face from me in shame. Something is wrong here, why is she hiding her face. My mind took a guess, and realization hit me.Just to be sure, I decided to confirm my suspicions, without warning I thrust my middle finger into her cunt. Fuck! She's soaking wet."Wow, it's like somebody enjoyed getting spank on the ass." I laughed out mockingly. She covered her face with her palm."I expect my breakfast in the next 5 mins, don't keep me waiting slave." I shake my head chuckling then walked out of the kitchen. I can say my plan is all going so well.Hmm, I wonder what I should make her do... for today. Maybe I should have a littl
He dragged me by the hair, heading straight to my room.I climbed up the stairs in a really discomforting way.... He paused in front of my room door, taking in how my room looks. "I see you really love the color black." He comments, his eyes roaming around my room.Everything in my room, from my bed to my wardrobe is all black. The only different color in this room is the bulb and that one is red. I wish there's a black light, then I would have used it instead. But then again light are supposed to make a place shine bright, not to darken the place."But don't worry, all this will be change to bright pink very soon." He stated nodding his head, with a smirk on his face."No, you are joking right? I will not let you do that to my room. I hate pink. I hate it so much, I cannot stand it!" I yelled angrily. Before I realized what I just did, it was too late
Author's POV:Janice looks of horror suddenly morphs into a sinister smile, then a roaring laughter to the evil one's greatest surprise. "Why are you laughing? What's funny?" The evil one growls. He wasn't the only one confused by Janice laughters, Daniel and Ethan could not understand the change of scenery."I'm hurt. I am deeply hurt that you think so small of me. I am your AUTHOR! I made YOU! And to think... to think.. to think you see me in such a frail way breaks my heart." Janice mutters with sad eyes walking around the bonfire in slow steps, the fire from the bonfire glints in her eyes. The evil one tried comprehending all what Janice said, but his confusion only deepened. He went over the past few weeks and he couldn't seem to find the loophole Janice is holding onto. "Did you think I wouldn't be of the knowledge, that burning the book wouldn't bring an end to your existence." Janice smirks, Vivian chuckles. "I don't understand." The evil one takes a step back. "I am say
VIVIAN POV: "Wow, your place is magnificent. I never really expected you would live in such a fine abode as this." I voiced out in awe staring fixedly at the mansion standing deep rooted on the earth, in front of me. It looks so magnificent, like it just popped out of a fairytale."I lived all my life selling hotdog and creating the perfect romance scene for main characters, I might as well start living as one." He shrugged a wide grin plastered across his face. (Actually I imagined a wide grin would be plastered across his face. It's really hard talking to a faceless person so it would be better I make up a face in my head)He is indeed living the life of a main character. The huge fountain situated at the middle of the very enlarged compound, the dozen of cars parked in the very stretched out garage, the big black electric gate and finally the fairytale mansion. All this are a sign of a very wealthy main character. Did he draw all this??"Well... I might as well help you in enjoy
"I'm glad you are back to your original self. How are you feeling?" Daniel asked his eyes filled with so much concern. "It feels weird knowing that some hours ago, I was faceless and couldn't even remember my last name. It all feels so scary and weird." I shuddered remembering my faceless self. My master and Daniel has been hovering around me since I recalled my memories and gained my face back, unlike Vivian who remained quiet and deep in thoughts. It was unlike her.I stared at her curiously for some reason I preferred her bitchy and chatty self more. "So what do we do now?" Daniel asked sitting up straight."How do we defeat someone we can't get a hold of?" He added."I don't think there's anything we can do. He has the pen and also the book. How could we possibly beat him." Sir Ethan sighed defeated. I feel so trapped and confused."I have a confession." Vivian suddenly speaks up. We all turned our focus on her."And.. what's that?" Daniel asked raising his eyebrows suspicious
ETHAN'S POV:"So what are we going to do about Janice?" Daniel asked rubbing his face tiredly. We had to lock Janice up in her room, cause for some reason she's been trying to run out of the house... and we can't have a faceless person scaring the shit out of humans.We tied both her hands and legs, then inject her with a sleeping drugs. We would have shoved a clothe in her mouth, if we knew were it was or if we actually could. Hmm, I hate doing such to Janice, but I guess this is for the best."I am out of ideas." I sighed, plopping down on the sofa tiredly."I never knew he would be able to do such to Janice, since she's the author of the story... I guess is possible since he used the magic pen to make her a character in a book she wrote herself. Damn, this is too bad." Daniel said sadly.
"You.... You... you're the one with the pen." I said after finding my voice."And that my sweet Janice is correct." He grinned, going to sit down on my couch like he is the sole owner of my house. Ugh, first it was Ethan that walks into my house like he owns it, and now... this guy with the pen also."So.... I believe you are looking for this." He waves the book."Yes, that is my book." I snarled angrily at him."Ohh I know that, and I also know that.... You need this book to get rid of me. And so henceforth, this book will now be in my possession. You can't get rid of me Janice." He gazed into my eyes, with so much hatred. The worst part of all this, is that I can't even remember him as any of my fictional characters. He doesn't have the same description as any of my characters. Who the heck is he."Who are you?" My
"So what are we going to do now?" Vivian asked throwing her hands up in the air. The four of us are currently back in the hotel, in me and master's suite."We can start by reading the book, the old woman gave to us." Daniel suggested shrugging his shoulders lightly. I brought out the shiny book from my hand bag, then started reading.It only took me about a minute to go through the book, then took me about a minute to find the page that talks about the pen. Apparently the book isn't just about the pen only but about many other magical artifacts."Wow, this is a lot to take in." I breath out, throwing the book back on the center table."Okay.... Care to enlighten us." Master Ethan said, sitting up on the bed fully concentrated on me, clearly interested in whatever knowledge I have derived from the book about the pen."Well, accordin
"What do you mean *He who holds the pen is evil* Do you know who has the pen? Do you know where he/she is?." I asked the old lady, in hope of an answer.., that would help this quest of mine."These are answers you have to find yourself. Now please leave, I have to attend to a customer." She pointed at the door showing us the way out... her face showing how impatient she is to get us out of her antique shop. I was about to say *You don't have a single customer in here* When indeed a young girl walked into the shop. That's weird, my life is weird!"Can you at least tell us anything about the pen? maybe the pen history?" Daniel asked, pleading with his eyes.The Old granny sighs... takes an old book from on top her counter, forced it into the hands of Daniel... "Anything you want to know about the pen is in that book. Now, please leave."We all looked at
Vivian POV:"I will sleep on the couch, you can take the bed." Daniel suggested, as an overly gentle man that he is."I don't see how the arrangement would be for me to sleep on the couch. But anyway thanks." I rolled my eyes, my words dripping with sarcasm."Or the arrangement could be both of us sharing the bed." He replied pointedly.I laughed, "What makes you think, that I would agree to such an arrangement? Why will I agree to sleep on the same bed with you?" I eyed him from his head to toe angrily, my face portraying how disgusted I felt by the idea of sharing the same bed with him."Because we have slept on the same bed a lot of time, heck! We have had sex Vivian, what could even top that? What's the big issue about us sleeping on the same bed, when we have both seen each other's body, Naked!" He looks really pissed off, but
Janice POV“So… you said, you have good news for us. That you may have found a lead behind your novel awakening mystery.” Daniel said walking into the sturdy.“Yes I have.” I answered him smiling. I don’t really know if what I remember, may be the answer to all my questions… but I do hope it can at least be a lead.“Yeah, why wouldn’t you remember… when you were too busy screaming *master fuck me harder* disturbing the whole neighborhood.” Vivian taunts catwalking into the sturdy. Was I that loud? My cheeks, burned with embarrassment, my eyes glued to the floor. I heard my master chuckle… he should be helping me out, not laughing at me. This is partially his fault, to why am in such an embarrassing spot right now.“Vivian, behave! Janice please go on and tell us what your recent discovery is.” Daniel said, helping