LOGINThis has been an emotional roller coaster for me. This story began in January, and since then, a lot of things have happened. I’ve been sick, I’ve had countless visits to the hospital, gotten an operation, entered final year in medical school, a lot of things actually. And finally, after nine months
SEVEN MONTHS LATER AUTHOR The sound of the door closing had everyone up on their feet. Daniel, Darwin, Lillie who had been fidgeting on her seat, Queen Sophia, even little Emilia. The doctor blinked twice, fairly surprised by how fast they had all stood. All the set of eyes that peered at her
She didn’t speak, just nodded, her tears continuing to fall silently. Darla joined me, and together, we guided Queen Sophia and Emilia downstairs, where the burial was about to take place. The palace courtyard was filled with the people of Darkmoon, all dressed in black, their faces solemn as they
Lillie’s POV *THREE WEEKS LATER* I stood outside Darla’s room, taking a deep breath before knocking softly. No response, but I knew she was in there. I could hear her crying from where I stood. Even her large twin doors had done nothing to mask the sound of her sorry. I turned mine into a ba
"You both… you both stepped up. I always knew you had it in you, but seeing it… it’s an honor." My gaze lingered on Darwin, and I squeezed his hand weakly. "You’ve done more than I ever could. The kingdom is safe because of you." Darwin’s grip tightened, and he shook his head, tears spilling down
David’s POV Blood. All over the room. Dripping from every wound in my body. I didn’t need to see my reflection in the mirror to know I had been beaten up real good. Yet, when I saw it, a bitter chuckle forced its way out of my throat. I had managed to kill them all even in my state. The fuckers
SOPHIA The morning started on a finer note. It was always a surreal feeling to wake up between my boys. There was nothing that could ever conquer my joy of waking up and seeing all three of them together; healthy, happy and strong. I rose up to start my activities of the day, which included gettin
By "losing my touch", he meant to ask if I had become less athletic after having my boys. To be honest, between trying to survive medical school, keeping my career going, and raising three boys on my own, I didn't have so much to exercise, except the few times I played ball with my sons. Asher did
ASHER I understood her, and I knew what was coming for me. I had expected this from the second she walked back into my life, but something in me had been hoping it would take a longer time, give me a cha ve to make things right before she hated me even more. "You hurt me, Asher. and that is not ju
SOPHIA Immediately I closed the door, I turned the key to lock it. Slowly, I pressed my back against the wooden door, closed my eyes and let out a soft breath. I had only been in Asher's presence for less than 15 minutes, so why did it make me so tired? Breathless? Dare I even say fatigued? By the







