🥀 ARWAN'S POV 🥀Sometimes all you need is a little love, I stared at Melonie as she happily bounced into the garden with every confidence she's got.“Arwan likes me! He said he likes me! He likes me! He's mine now! Doesn't this mean we are in a relationship now? Who's Lavanya? He's all mine!” she thought, grinning.I chuckled, it was childish and cute, if only she knew I heard her thoughts.She ran towards me, “Arwan,” she called out, with red cheeks.“Hmm,” I responded, smiling back.“You said you liked me yesterday,” she said, “Is it true?”A chortle escaped my lips, “Yes,” I murmured.“Okay… say it,” she pushed.“I love you, Melonie,” I whispered.“Louder, I can't hear you,” she retorted, holding her ears.“I love you Melonie Aeron,” I yelled out.Arlo gawked at us, rolled his eyes and walked away, Lavanya also followed, pouting.“Then kiss me,” Melonie blurted out.I snapped at her, “huh?”“Hurry,” she yelled with a frown.“Okay… look away!” I pleaded, “It's getting embarrassing
🥀 MELONIE'S POV 🥀Everyone gawked at me with a serious face, “Did you have a dream?” Bruno asked.“No,” I lied, “Not really… I just got paranoid.”“It's important you tell us if you do Melonie,” Othello advised, “So we can think ahead.”“I really didn't,” I whispered, “What was that noise about?” I asked, gawking at Arwan.“I looked it up,” Arwan announced, “It was an angel crying for help. This is very rare; I'm privileged to experience it once all my life.”“Who the heck would have done this?” Bruno murmured. "For an angel to cry for help, it's something very serious."“An angel was locked and is desperately crying for help,” Arwan stated, “Angels seem to be connected to you Melonie.”“Why?” I asked curiously.“Because you are pure,” Arlo responded calmly.“If an Angel is crying to me for help, Doesn’t that mean I'm supposed to help?” I reasoned out.“Perhaps,” Othello said shortly.“Then why did it affect you?” I asked, ogling at Arwan. “I saw you fall to the ground and covered y
🥀 MELONIE'S POV 🥀In one instance, I was surrounded by Apex predators, I attempted to attack, to burn them all, including the bastard that called himself my father. Why is it that the fathers always have problems? My proclaimed father stood there, gawking at me with a satisfied face, “You can't fight back now, by the time you will be able to activate on your own… you won't even remember the man you claim to love.”“What are you waiting for? Kill me now. I heard you want me dead,” I roared fearlessly.He shook his head and smiled, “No Melonie, you and the people around you misunderstood. They misled you and made you believe that I wanted you dead. And I shall punish them for misleading my daughter. I only wanted the best for you.”“Don't you dare lay a finger on them,” I growled back.“I won't – you will. You will destroy the place you call home with your own hands.” He declared with a satisfied laugh.My eyes were filled with disgust, “There’s nothing you would do that would make m
🥀 ARWAN'S POV 🥀I woke up to an empty silence. The buildings outside mine were bustling with life, but a hollow echo was in my heart. It was as if a part of me was missing, a piece I couldn't quite grasp.I went about my day, trying to shake off the feeling. I dressed, ate breakfast, and headed out to meet friends. But no matter what I did, the sensation lingered. It was like a gentle hum in the background, a reminder that something was off.I tried to fill the void with distractions. I strolled through the realm, talked to people, and read books. But nothing seemed to fill the gap. It was as if I was searching for a puzzle piece that didn't exist.As the day wore on, the feeling grew stronger. It was like a whisper in my ear, reminding me of what was missing. I couldn't shake the sense that I was incomplete, that a part of me was wandering around, lost and alone.I looked around me, wondering if anyone else felt the same way. Did they too feel like they were missing a piece of them
🥀 ARWAN'S POV 🥀I stood in stunned silence, my mind reeling from what I had just seen. The empty, destroyed surroundings seemed to fade away, leaving only the stark, harsh reality of the calamity that had befallen us.They are all dead, hundreds and thousands of people are dead and burnt, some had no heart, Melonie had dug them out, some faces had been burnt, and I could barely recognise them.Adults and children were murdered in cold blood.My breath was knocked out of me. My thoughts were a jumbled mess, unable to process the enormity of the scene that had just played out.“That was my Melonie – right?" I whispered; my voice barely audible.The words echoed in my mind, refusing to sink in. It was as if I was trapped in a nightmare, unable to wake up from the horror that was unfolding before me.I hit my chest in accumulated pain, as though my heart was threatening to discharge violently.Othello walked closer, pulling my arm to attract my attention, “Arwan you are trembling.”I tr
🥀 OTHELLO'S POV 🥀We walked into our room with a very awkward atmosphere. Bruno had glanced at me coldly earlier when Clara announced that I was gay; is he that irritated? To think that the person I like is irritated that I'm gay, confessing is definitely a no. It would only make things even more awkward, and I'd only get hurt from disappointment and high expectations.Silence descended. We both lay at each edge of the bed, breathing slowly, and I desperately avoided his gaze.I felt ashamed and stupid, “Clara… that witch.Uncomfortable, I stood up abruptly, “I'll use the floor,” I announced, picking myself from the bed.Bruno dragged me back, and I landed on his bare chest, one hand firmly pulled me to himself and the other hand patted my hair to sleep.“I'm struggling to breathe in this position,” I became tongue-tied.He didn't let me go, instead, he pulled me even closer, “Why?” He muttered, “Because you like me so much and your heart is threatening to burst?”Mesmerised, I forc
“Run Melonie,” my mother’s friend, Evy, screamed out, causing me to jump in fear.I stood there frozen, scared to move. My face crumpled like a piece of paper, my eyes welled up in tears as I stumbled backward, as if punched in the gut.I stared at my mother, Maela, who was swallowed in sweats, fighting off some unexpected, scary animals.“Melonie, you need to leave, run and hide. I promise to explain everything to you…RUN,” my mother, Maela, screamed.It was my eighteenth birthday; I had just returned from my party only to meet them fighting monsters.“Is that a werewolf?” I thought to myself, shivering in fear.The fight was toxic, and I felt like that thing was aiming at me for a reason.Having no choice other than to flee from the scene, I dashed out of the house at full speed.“What were they?” I murmured, frightened.Hurrying back to my birthday party, I looked around for my best friend, Arlo, when I got hit by a young man, more like he was trying to pass through me but couldn't.
The death of my mother took a lot from me, but the fact that I woke up one morning to celebrate my birthday only to discover that I was wanted in an unseen world brutally was even more draining, scary and exhausting.“We need to go now,” Arwan sounded behind me, dragging me back into the reality i was avoiding.“What?” I asked in disappointment.“I said, we need to leave,” he retorted.“Can you please deactivate that thing that is making you invisible? I need to see you properly,” I requested sarcastically.“Melonie, we need to leave, we don’t have much time,” Arwan calmly stated.“My mother just died,” I yelled.“And you will die too if you don’t snap out of it,” he yelled back.“Do you not have feelings…Arwan?” I asked out of nowhere, shocked at how no one cared that a young girl had just lost her only parent.“I'm sorry, but my mission here is to save you. In peace or pieces, dead or alive. and yes; I dont have emotions,” he retorted, carelessly.“What?” I yelled in shock as he grip
🥀 OTHELLO'S POV 🥀We walked into our room with a very awkward atmosphere. Bruno had glanced at me coldly earlier when Clara announced that I was gay; is he that irritated? To think that the person I like is irritated that I'm gay, confessing is definitely a no. It would only make things even more awkward, and I'd only get hurt from disappointment and high expectations.Silence descended. We both lay at each edge of the bed, breathing slowly, and I desperately avoided his gaze.I felt ashamed and stupid, “Clara… that witch.Uncomfortable, I stood up abruptly, “I'll use the floor,” I announced, picking myself from the bed.Bruno dragged me back, and I landed on his bare chest, one hand firmly pulled me to himself and the other hand patted my hair to sleep.“I'm struggling to breathe in this position,” I became tongue-tied.He didn't let me go, instead, he pulled me even closer, “Why?” He muttered, “Because you like me so much and your heart is threatening to burst?”Mesmerised, I forc
🥀 ARWAN'S POV 🥀I stood in stunned silence, my mind reeling from what I had just seen. The empty, destroyed surroundings seemed to fade away, leaving only the stark, harsh reality of the calamity that had befallen us.They are all dead, hundreds and thousands of people are dead and burnt, some had no heart, Melonie had dug them out, some faces had been burnt, and I could barely recognise them.Adults and children were murdered in cold blood.My breath was knocked out of me. My thoughts were a jumbled mess, unable to process the enormity of the scene that had just played out.“That was my Melonie – right?" I whispered; my voice barely audible.The words echoed in my mind, refusing to sink in. It was as if I was trapped in a nightmare, unable to wake up from the horror that was unfolding before me.I hit my chest in accumulated pain, as though my heart was threatening to discharge violently.Othello walked closer, pulling my arm to attract my attention, “Arwan you are trembling.”I tr
🥀 ARWAN'S POV 🥀I woke up to an empty silence. The buildings outside mine were bustling with life, but a hollow echo was in my heart. It was as if a part of me was missing, a piece I couldn't quite grasp.I went about my day, trying to shake off the feeling. I dressed, ate breakfast, and headed out to meet friends. But no matter what I did, the sensation lingered. It was like a gentle hum in the background, a reminder that something was off.I tried to fill the void with distractions. I strolled through the realm, talked to people, and read books. But nothing seemed to fill the gap. It was as if I was searching for a puzzle piece that didn't exist.As the day wore on, the feeling grew stronger. It was like a whisper in my ear, reminding me of what was missing. I couldn't shake the sense that I was incomplete, that a part of me was wandering around, lost and alone.I looked around me, wondering if anyone else felt the same way. Did they too feel like they were missing a piece of them
🥀 MELONIE'S POV 🥀In one instance, I was surrounded by Apex predators, I attempted to attack, to burn them all, including the bastard that called himself my father. Why is it that the fathers always have problems? My proclaimed father stood there, gawking at me with a satisfied face, “You can't fight back now, by the time you will be able to activate on your own… you won't even remember the man you claim to love.”“What are you waiting for? Kill me now. I heard you want me dead,” I roared fearlessly.He shook his head and smiled, “No Melonie, you and the people around you misunderstood. They misled you and made you believe that I wanted you dead. And I shall punish them for misleading my daughter. I only wanted the best for you.”“Don't you dare lay a finger on them,” I growled back.“I won't – you will. You will destroy the place you call home with your own hands.” He declared with a satisfied laugh.My eyes were filled with disgust, “There’s nothing you would do that would make m
🥀 MELONIE'S POV 🥀Everyone gawked at me with a serious face, “Did you have a dream?” Bruno asked.“No,” I lied, “Not really… I just got paranoid.”“It's important you tell us if you do Melonie,” Othello advised, “So we can think ahead.”“I really didn't,” I whispered, “What was that noise about?” I asked, gawking at Arwan.“I looked it up,” Arwan announced, “It was an angel crying for help. This is very rare; I'm privileged to experience it once all my life.”“Who the heck would have done this?” Bruno murmured. "For an angel to cry for help, it's something very serious."“An angel was locked and is desperately crying for help,” Arwan stated, “Angels seem to be connected to you Melonie.”“Why?” I asked curiously.“Because you are pure,” Arlo responded calmly.“If an Angel is crying to me for help, Doesn’t that mean I'm supposed to help?” I reasoned out.“Perhaps,” Othello said shortly.“Then why did it affect you?” I asked, ogling at Arwan. “I saw you fall to the ground and covered y
🥀 ARWAN'S POV 🥀Sometimes all you need is a little love, I stared at Melonie as she happily bounced into the garden with every confidence she's got.“Arwan likes me! He said he likes me! He likes me! He's mine now! Doesn't this mean we are in a relationship now? Who's Lavanya? He's all mine!” she thought, grinning.I chuckled, it was childish and cute, if only she knew I heard her thoughts.She ran towards me, “Arwan,” she called out, with red cheeks.“Hmm,” I responded, smiling back.“You said you liked me yesterday,” she said, “Is it true?”A chortle escaped my lips, “Yes,” I murmured.“Okay… say it,” she pushed.“I love you, Melonie,” I whispered.“Louder, I can't hear you,” she retorted, holding her ears.“I love you Melonie Aeron,” I yelled out.Arlo gawked at us, rolled his eyes and walked away, Lavanya also followed, pouting.“Then kiss me,” Melonie blurted out.I snapped at her, “huh?”“Hurry,” she yelled with a frown.“Okay… look away!” I pleaded, “It's getting embarrassing
🥀 MELONIE'S POV 🥀As I watched Lavanya laugh and chat with ease with Arwan, a pang of jealousy shot through my chest. It was a feeling I wasn't proud of, but couldn't seem to shake it off.She was everything I wanted to be - confident, charismatic, and carefree. Her smile could light up a room, and her presence seemed to draw people to her like a magnet.I, on the other hand, felt like I was stuck in the shadows. I was always the one observing from the sidelines, never quite sure how to insert myself into the conversation.I walked towards Arwan, staring at Lavanya who stood beside Arwan clutching at his arm in the most threatening way possible.I parted my lips, “Where did you go with her?”My gaze fell on his lips, and memories of what happened in the witch's realm flooded back in.I shook my head, in an attempt to deactivate that feeling.“I simply went to inspect the building with Lavanya,” Arwan responded calmly, walking past me.I pulled him back, “We need to talk, Arwan.”“Ok
🥀 MELONIE'S POV 🥀My transformation was calmly activated, and I felt even better and stronger, probably because of the kiss. Does he know? Is he aware he is my activator?I stared at those who came along with Arwan, they looked stunned, especially Arlo, he looked lifeless and pale.“Let's go,” Arwan stated softly, pulling my hand.“No,” I responded in refusal, “there's something I want to do.”“The witch ran away, and you already killed the werewolf,” Arwan announced. “What else do you want to do?”“You can come out now,” I yelled into the void, and the young girl walked out.Her tiny voice rang out, “What happened to Mama?”I shook my head, “She's not your mama alright, that's a wicked witch trying to make you a weapon. You cannot be like her.”She nodded in understanding, “My name is Gemma. I won't be like her. Can I go with you?”I stared at Arwan, waiting for answers and he nodded. I smiled, “Yes, you can come with me.”She jumped in excitement, “So you will be my mama now?”I l
🥀 ARWAN'S POV 🥀It was hours since I last saw Melonie and I was starting to get worried.“Did she get too jealous and run away?” I muttered, doubtfully.I ran towards her room, but it was empty, my heart began to rise and fall in panic and suddenly, Arlo ran towards me, “Melonie is missing,” he announced, “She disappeared with the witch.”My ears stretched, “What! How can you be so careless?” I yelled angrily, “Get everyone here.”Soon, Arlo came back along with Bruno, Othello, Clara and Lavanya.“What's going on?” Bruno asked curiously.“The dragon wolf is missing,” I blurted out firmly.Everyone stared at me, “How did that happen?” Clara yelled out worriedly.“She disappeared alongside the witch,” Arlo responded.“So what are we doing here?” Clara growled, “My friend is missing and we are still here?”“We need to calm down and understand the situation first,” Lavanya interrupted.Clara snapped back at her, “Understand what? Let's start searching for Melonie immediately.”“I think