SOPHIA With all the things that had happened to me in the past two to three weeks, I would have thought the moon goddess would have at least been kind enough to spare me of the need to see some certain faces, but she didn't. I had a feeling I would soon be forced to atone for my unknown past sins.
"All Asher ever did was love you. Even while we were together. It was one of the things that made it so easy to cheat on him. The night you saw us together, it was nothing but the force of the mate bond, and alcohol laced with...I drugged him on Reed's command. He was...he was so ashamed to look at
ASHER "Oh! My darling boy!" I could trust my mother to be over dramatic at any point in time. The doctors had told me that being in a familiar environment would help me slowly remember my past. I really hoped they were right. Losing memories sucked, especially when it felt like a huge part of me
"Hey." She barked out. Chestnut brown hair wrapped in a messy bun. She had the uniform of black dress and white gloves on, yet there was something about her that seemed to stand out. A strange glow. "You had your head up, didn't you? Weren't you supposed to bow on sight of the king?" My mother tu
SOPHIA He asked me to come forward, but for some reason, I forgot how to walk. My legs refused to comply with the rest of my body, and my mind was frozen. He chose me. But why? Why me? Did he remember? Did he feel the pull we felt when we first met? The circumstances were nothing similar to when w
ASHER I corked my right brow in amusement as she slowly walked towards the bed. She moved very cautiously, as though she was terrified of walking too hard on the ground. She also - mind you - made very good effort not to look me in the eyes. It was normal to see women cower around me. Not necessar
SOPHIA I ran out of the room and out of his presence as fast as my legs could carry me. I had known it wouldn't be easy being around him, but I never imagined it would be so hard. I had thought he would be like the Asher I knew, the spoilt one who seemed to care about nothing and no one but himself
AUTHOR Lady Hannah Clarke looked away from the brown-eyed girl, with her heart racing at an alarming rate in her chest. It bumped against her chest so hard that she found herself having to clutch her stepdaughter's arm. Savanna looked up at her with bright blue eyes that sparkled like a million st