I licked my dry lips, swallowing hard.“I feel, Asher.”Letting go of his wrists, I sat on his waist, lowering my head so that my hair hid my face from him.“What do you feel?” he asked in a soft, calm tone, the word ‘feel’ drifting from his lips like a caress.“Angry. So. So. So fucking angry.” My
“I have spread my dreams under your feet; Tread softly because you tread on my dreams.” — W. B. Yeats ~~~ [Xanthea Plath] I limped into the graveyard, clutching my broken arm with the other hand. Blood mixed in the rain trailed down from my shoulder to my elbow, down my wrists, making its way to
[Xanthea]I left my apartment in the afternoon when the sun gently hid behind the mammatus clouds. I grew Forget-me-nots the whole year for my mother’s death anniversary. Picking some of the most vibrant flowers, I tied them in a blue ribbon.I put on the best formal decent gown I had and set off fo
[Xanthea]The engine gave out a majestic roar as an unknown car drifted right between me and Nikolai’s car. An ugly screech of the tires against the asphalt, left behind bold tire marks on the road. Then the car raced right at Nikolai’s car.I gasped as my heart pounded horrifyingly at the sight.Tw
[Xanthea]The maids gingerly removed the plaster from my hand and wrapped it in fresh elastic bandages.I sat in front of the ornate dressing table with shut eyes. I didn’t want to look at myself, not when Nikolai’s unsettling gaze scorched disgustingly over every inch of my body.I wore a thin, whi
[Xanthea] Luna Meesa’s face lost all color. “What? Alpha…” He raised his hand, silencing her. “We don’t have time for arguments. It’s an order and I expect you to follow it.” With that, he left the room. Luna Meesa shot me an outraged gaze. She flounced in front of me and slapped me across my
[Xanthea] Squalls gushed into the ballroom, announcing the arrival of a storm. I stood near the foot of the altar as they swirled around me. A quiet gasp escaped my lips when a swift wind fluttered my veil off my face. Entangling with the free strands of hair, the winds tucked them behind my ear.
[Xanthea]‘It's tragic how we spend most of our lives on the streets just to search for a small place we could call home. Just to return to it and feel at peace while carrying chaos in our minds. But once you find your home — you’ll know and that’s what makes this journey worth taking.’***A caress
I licked my dry lips, swallowing hard.“I feel, Asher.”Letting go of his wrists, I sat on his waist, lowering my head so that my hair hid my face from him.“What do you feel?” he asked in a soft, calm tone, the word ‘feel’ drifting from his lips like a caress.“Angry. So. So. So fucking angry.” My
But somehow, no matter how harsh his words were or how deeply they cut, a strange relief washed over me, because his words gave me a closure I didn’t know I needed.I came to terms with the fact that my mother was gone. I finally accepted the one thing I had been denying all my life: my mother was d
[Xanthea]Asher words reverberated in my mind like an eerie echo leeching into my thoughts.My grave? What the hell does that even mean?I am right here. Alive—That’s when it hit me, numbing my rage and fear, leaving me empty. My body went limp as the realization sunk deeper.If my heart didn’t sla
“Let me go!” my words came out as a command. “Right now.”He lowered his gaze to where our crotches still pressed together and smirked.“You can’t come all over my pants and expect me to let you go,” he said, cocking his brow. “That’s not how it works. You’ll have to take responsibility for what you
[Xanthea]Before I could comprehend Asher’s words, his energy fluctuated violently.My stomach lurched, a sharp pain shooting through my head from the abrupt realm jump. Disoriented, I blinked away the mist clouding my vision.A restless unease buried in my chest, my emotions rotting, leaving me wit
I hesitated, my breath stuttering, before I whispered, “Y-yes…”“Then I promise you, your villain will fuck you better than any hero ever did. Fuck love stories. Who wants to hear fake ‘I love yous’ when ‘I hate yous’ are so much more sincere and passionate? Right, wife?”He glared at me, withdrawin
My breath stalled in my lungs, racing as violently as the pulse pounding against his shadow restraints.I tried to move, but his shadows kept me pinned to the bed. Their icy tendrils slithered over my skin, swirling and tightening around my wrists, ankles, and throat, leaving a trail of feverish shi
[Xanthea]A thousand thoughts raced through my mind in an instant as his silence grew heavy with an unspoken warning. A warning cautioning me to stay as far away from him as possible.A crippling gravity radiated from Asher with a force that sent a sudden, inexplicable weakness through my knees.The
I could feel the disturbing possessiveness radiating from her, turning me on for some darkly fucked up reasons.Why?Why now, Xanthea?Why did you say these words now of all time?Why now when you don’t mean them — when I can’t accept them?I tried to break free, to step away, but she held me tighte