- HAZEL -I laughed on the call. I'm sitting outside of my new favourite café while studying and talking to Theresa and Patty. I love sitting in the outdoor seating area whenever I grab a snack because of the cool breeze and peace of mind it brings. "I'm telling you girl, it was tragic. Her face wa
You didn't think about that when you let him pull your hair though. Or did you, Hazel? I frowned. Fuck my mind! It keeps fighting me. "That would literally be so funny and risque." Theresa said to me. She turned to look at Patty. "I'll be sure to give a speech in your burial ceremony." Now, Theres
- KILLIAN -My class ended. Students are walking out of the class. I scanned the crowd for a second looking for someone. She's not here. This is the third class this week she hasn't attended. Why do I have the feeling that she's avoiding my class? And on purpose. I raised a brow as I glanced at Kat
My fists clenched. My family are everything but innocent but I will never forgive the human who did that to them. Never. And I will not rest until that person is brought to justice with my own hands. A soft ding diverted my attention. I don't know why but hearing it eased my mind. I stared at my la
- HAZEL -I shut my eyes closed and stretched my arms. My shoulders are killing me and I'm not even done writing down this journal.What kind of people are these lecturers? Do they think we are fucking robots? What happened to just printing out pages from certain sources? I groaned and rolled my ey
"K.." My words hung in my throat. I feel like I can't breathe. For the first time since we met officially in this state, he looks at me like he's intrigued and the only words I can mumble apart from the first letter of his name is nothing?Oh my God! He glanced at me then at something behind me. Wi
- HAZEL -Do I open it or do I not? I thought, staring at the letter Killian left for me at the café. I don't even know if he left it on purpose or it slipped out of his pocket accidentally and just happened to fall on the table I sat in in the café. I want to believe the latter happened and ignore
I shook the thought out of my head. Focus Hazel. You're probably going to be scolded or given make up assessments to cover up your bad behaviour. I reminded myself. I hope not. Not to lie, if that happens, my attraction to him will die faster than a mayfly. I cleared my throat. My roomies are out
- KILLIAN - I love my brother, I genuinely do but even I can tell he’s trying to get on my nerves on purpose. His drive is the fact that I care about someone else who’s not family as much as I do and he’s going to do what he does best and torment me. Sometimes, all I feel for him is love but when
Killian chuckles. “For someone whose body burns with need, you sure seem to exhibit self control.” I don’t have self control when it comes to you, but you already know that, I say in my mind. I would’ve spoken that out loud if my voice wasn’t buckled away in the depths of my throat. To be honest,
- HAZEL - I don’t know when I dozed off. All I remember was the two of us getting sweaty and all over each other in the car. I remember Killian being gentle yet rough with me at the same time. Our heavy breathing in contrast with one another as he entered me. As he tainted every inch of my bare
- HAZEL - I am awake alright. More awake than ever. I can’t help but shake the feeling of nervous anticipation at meeting his brother. This is someone Killian always talked about. His only family. The one he raised. What if Liam doesn’t like me? What if, that happens, and he somehow manages to
- KILLIAN - The plane landed. I turn my head to the side to look at the lady next to me. Laid on the sofa and asleep in my private jet is Hazel. Does she always sleep during long journeys in planes or was she just extremely tired or is this her way of responding to her wound? I can’t tell, it’s my
“I’m not innocent.” I murmur. He stands up and walks to me. Killian’s arms are on the ends of my bed, supporting his form as he leans towards me. His face is just inches apart from mine, forcing me to gaze at him. “To me, you are.” His lips locks with mine, devouring my mouth in a short kiss. When
- HAZEL - I hate being in a hospital. I hate waking up to body aches and I hate not being able to move without the supervision of a health professional. I hate being connected to drips and taking several medications daily. I hate perceiving the air here. I just hate being ill. There’s nothing fun
- KATE - I’m itching to figure something out but I can’t decipher what it is. That lady has not gotten back to me yet. I have no way to reach her and I have no clue on anything but I can’t help but replay the incident that unfolded between us on Monday versus what happened on Wednesday in my min
- KILLIAN - After so long, I finally am faced with the opportunity to meet and put an end to my parents’ murderer and I cannot say I am thrilled. Not that I feel any less rage, quite the opposite, I am burning with fury at this person but I hate the situation that led to this point. I was ready