Fiona’s POV I wake up with puffy eyes. Just like I have for the past few days. Micah hasn’t called nor has he picked any of mine. This time, it feels like we ended before we could even start. A pang of sorrow lashes through me but I try to stuff it down. I sigh and walk out of my room … only to
I tell myself I am getting ready for myself. So what if I don’t have a date tonight, I can just celebrate on my own. With that thought, I get in the car and put on the location for The Black Rose. I tell myself it’s only because I deserve the best and not at all, because I am curious to know what m
Fiona’s POV “M-micah?” I stutter, caught completely off guard. He simply smiles at me. It’s a wicked sexy smile that hides layers of tenderness. Then, slowly he hands me the red rose and takes a black box out of his pocket. I clutch the bouquet with one hand and with shaky fingers open the box h
____________________ Three days later “What’s with the wolf?” Micah asks as he looks at the huge painting hanging in my living room. He is only wearing his trousers and I try to distract myself from looking at his sculpted bare chest. He holds a coffee in his hand and is admiring the wolf portrait
Third POV In the depths of the foreboding dungeon, the air hangs heavy with the stench of dampness and despair. The prisoner, huddled in a corner of his dimly lit cell, can barely make out the cold, rough stone walls that confine him. Flickering torches cast eerie shadows that dance along the uneve
Fiona’s POV I hug Amelia tightly to my chest. “Oh God, thank God, you’re okay.” She looks at me with big confused eyes as I pick her up and buckle her inside my car. I have already talked to her teacher and told her that we have an emergency and I need to take my child away. I know this is not a
I put on a brave smile for her and gently caress her hair. “Of course darling. Just stay inside okay? The fire won’t reach you here.” I kiss her cheek once and then slightly shut the closet door, making sure she is getting enough air. After that, I am all action. Desperately, I run towards her b
Fiona’s POV Amelia has fainted in my arms. The shock of everything has proven too much for her. I gently caress her hair as my eyes lock on the door of the room. I can see its wood blackening and I know any second now the fire will take us in its grasp. Pressure builds behind my eyes but I don't l