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Scarred Roses, Burning Vengeance RUSSIAN ROULETTE
ELEANOR SINCLAIR It was weird when the car came to a stop in front of a warehouse.“I thought we were going on a date?”A smug smile came on his face, and I thought it made him look cocky. It made him handsome too—not that he had ever been ugly, but there were people who had so many outstanding characteristics that drew your attention that you could not focus on any single one of them. That was Damian Blackwood. He was so many things rolled in one that it was almost unfair to simply think of his handsomeness and leave it there. He looked that handsome too, when he burst into a small round of laughter, his eyes taking me in. “I don't go on dates. The only dates I know are the ones marked down on my calendar for my money.”This confirmed it to me. Damian Blackwood was weird.“I did say I was going to show you something though. Come in with me and see.”“It's a warehouse.” I reminded him.Without another word, he opened his car door and went out, leaving me to decide on my next step. I
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ELEANOR SINCLAIR Even though Damian would eventually let the man off with a warning and return me to his grandfather's house without even another word, I remained stuck on that kiss for a long time.It had to be because it was my first ever kiss. Somehow, I had remained untouched despite all the advances ever made towards me, and Damian had violated that. He kissed me without asking permission, and I wanted to be angry with him for doing it and to ask why. The chance to ask this question would not come until a week later when Damian dropped by. He went on and off banter with his grandfather before the latter withdrew for some reason, leaving his grandson alone in the living room with Tiny. I found my chance and dropped inside the room, moving aimlessly inside and waiting to catch his attention. I could say I was mildly disappointed when he did not say a word, but seemed rather focused on the little dog he carried while I cleaned the shelves I had already left shiny that morning. Th
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DAMIAN BLACKWOOD I wanted Eleanor away because I was in love with her. I had felt this way from the very first time I set eyes on her, and understood when my father declared that ‘love made a man weak’ after that day. Few waiters had poured wine on me, and even fewer had managed to get away with it. I did not care who they were—old, young, male, female—they had paid for it in one way or another until Eleanor Sinclair. Before I knew what was going on, she had walked away scot free and kept her job, all thanks to me.This made me so angry with myself that I resolved to forget about her.Until I saw her with my grandfather, and then kidnapped the man that almost stabbed her with a knife and even planted a kiss on her lips. That had to be the exact moment I knew…Eleanor Sinclair had to go. She had an effect on me that I did not like.How had it even happened in the first place?She was to serve my wine and had somehow tripped, the bottle turning the liquid splashing onto my shirt. I
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ELEANOR SINCLAIR Even I would not have believed that I would marry Damian Blackwood.But things change so fast that one is forced to wonder what happened. No one talked about him when he wasn't there. It was not that his grandfather did not love him, but the old man had once admitted to me that his grandson was too abrasive for his liking. “Sometimes I wish his mother lived long enough and not died after childbirth. I doubt that she would have let his father raise him that way, as he now belongs to a level of masculinity that makes him less human. Of course, he knows how to show care for his family, but he would need to be more affectionate to be a proper father. His own father was some old, brutish thing.”I wholly agreed with him. Whether he was there or not, his presence could still be felt as something invasive. So no one talked about him when he wasn't around, and me, the old man, and his dogs lived in peace.Well, except for the fact that peace itself got bored of us and chose
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ELEANOR SINCLAIR.You probably never know how much you love something—or someone- until you lose them.I had lost both my parents when I turned eighteen and spent the two years after that in an orphanage my distant, uncaring uncle dumped me in. I remember that my life changed so drastically in those two years, so that I went from a fun-loving, fairy-tale minded young girl to a woman thrust into a hard life where she had to do anything to survive. Only this old man had changed that and set me on a better path, putting smiles on a face that had almost forgotten how to use them. And now he was about to die. It was like losing my parents all over again, and it hurt even more as I sat by his bedside while watching his life leave him, his eyes getting weaker with each passing second. I watched his breaths rise and fall with fear, afraid that one of them would be his last, and right before my very eyes.However, he still lived three days after that.As would be expected of him, he only retu
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ELEANOR SINCLAIR Damian and I were forced to be closer in the days leading up to the funeral.I found him incredibly calm, especially as I felt like a train wreck since the old man's death. Many times, I would see his bleeding head as he lay at the foot of the stairs and his corpse as it was left in the mortuary. I was also saddened by Bubbly’s behaviour, and quite convinced that hardly anything was going to make the dog return to the energy that had earned it his former name. Other times, I would wonder if he ever looked at Bubbly and wondered if the dog or any of its counterparts would kill him.I fed them often, and was doing this one time Damian came visiting a week after his grandfather's death. In all that time, I was living alone in the house—except the nine dogs could be described as company. He sat on the sofa that I had now come to identify as his— he was the only one I had seen sitting in it. Even the old man had not used it in my presence.“How has it been going for you?”
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DAMIAN BLACKWOOD My father had raised me to be a man, but I was still human.Day by day, I realised with pain in my heart that Eleanor had a grip on me that I could not break. It was like being entangled in a spider's web; the more I fought, the more I became entrapped.And then I thought.Father had been smitten by Vanilla Black. He never loved anyone else after her—not even Mother. It was a slow realisation that if my mother had lived, she would most likely have been miserable because of him. He even killed her brother because of her.Maybe if I let go and hurt myself in the process, I would become immune to love.Yes. I would let go, I decided.**I made the decision to let go of my hardheartedness on the same day my grandfather passed away. It was a gradual process over three days, as I observed him take slow breaths. I had seen enough men die, the majority of them at my hands. But seeing my grandfather lying there with bandages around his head was something else.I did not care
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DAMIAN BLACKWOOD Those three days were the longest I had ever endured.For the first time, I understood why he cherished his dogs so much. A dog is often dismissed as nothing more than an animal, most likely because they only bark, wag, and play. Maybe it was because I was not a big fan of the species, but I quickly realised that their barks, whines, yelps, and howls all meant something profound to them, and they were better feelers than I was.The dog named Bubbly was the worst hit of them all, and I assumed he was aware. We all assumed he was aware that he was the source of the problem and noted his aloofness. Eleanor told me that he avoided other dogs and spent almost all of his time near Grandfather, except at night, when he would howl in a sad tone. I had heard that howl before, and it was one of the saddest sounds I had ever heard.It was difficult to blame, in any case. Grandfather didn't, so he patted it a few times.Furthermore, he was even more faithful than I, who did not
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Scarred Roses, Burning Vengeance THE MEAL
DAMIAN BLACKWOOD I returned to my home only once the week after that.That night, I painstakingly realized how drawn to Eleanor I had become, and how I felt by just being around her. It was a long night I could barely endure, and one that filled me with relief when the rays of sun touched my eyes. After that, I returned to my grandfather's house every night, where I found peace in the silence, the dogs, and above all, the woman.I was there again on this particular night when I found her cooking a large meal. The kitchen smelled of broth and garlic as Eleanor moved with a quiet grace that was only interrupted by the tone she hummed while her hands chopped some greens on a board and a pot blew off steam on the stove. She did not hear me come in, and would not have known of my presence had she not turned and caught me all of a sudden, screaming in fright for it. I stood still, my hands folded as she held a hand to her chest, taking in deep breaths.“You scared me.” She whispered, whil
Scarred Roses, Burning Vengeance DON'T GO... PLEASE
DAMIAN BLACKWOOD The days after his death passed in a blur. The only clear thing to me in all that time was Eleanor, who I started to see even more frequently as we were thrown together by our shared love for my grandfather. I was not always in the house, but whenever I visited, I continued to be drawn towards her by how affected she was by his death, so much so that she had practically become a wreck.Once, she had admitted to me that she could not stop thinking about how fast it had happened. He was going up the stairs to sleep in one moment, had crashed down in another, was in the hospital before she could blink, and now he was dead. She called it the fastest three days she had ever lived through, and I thought it was no lie. To me, it seemed as though all of it had happened in three hours, not three days.It was the day that made it a week after his death that caused me to go to the house. I had come to expect to see Eleanor's angelic face and to be as struck by it as the first
Scarred Roses, Burning Vengeance THE OLD MAN'S FORSIGHT
DAMIAN BLACKWOOD Those three days were the longest I had ever endured.For the first time, I understood why he cherished his dogs so much. A dog is often dismissed as nothing more than an animal, most likely because they only bark, wag, and play. Maybe it was because I was not a big fan of the species, but I quickly realised that their barks, whines, yelps, and howls all meant something profound to them, and they were better feelers than I was.The dog named Bubbly was the worst hit of them all, and I assumed he was aware. We all assumed he was aware that he was the source of the problem and noted his aloofness. Eleanor told me that he avoided other dogs and spent almost all of his time near Grandfather, except at night, when he would howl in a sad tone. I had heard that howl before, and it was one of the saddest sounds I had ever heard.It was difficult to blame, in any case. Grandfather didn't, so he patted it a few times.Furthermore, he was even more faithful than I, who did not
Scarred Roses, Burning Vengeance GOING HOME
DAMIAN BLACKWOOD My father had raised me to be a man, but I was still human.Day by day, I realised with pain in my heart that Eleanor had a grip on me that I could not break. It was like being entangled in a spider's web; the more I fought, the more I became entrapped.And then I thought.Father had been smitten by Vanilla Black. He never loved anyone else after her—not even Mother. It was a slow realisation that if my mother had lived, she would most likely have been miserable because of him. He even killed her brother because of her.Maybe if I let go and hurt myself in the process, I would become immune to love.Yes. I would let go, I decided.**I made the decision to let go of my hardheartedness on the same day my grandfather passed away. It was a gradual process over three days, as I observed him take slow breaths. I had seen enough men die, the majority of them at my hands. But seeing my grandfather lying there with bandages around his head was something else.I did not care
Scarred Roses, Burning Vengeance FUNERAL ARRANGEMENTS
ELEANOR SINCLAIR Damian and I were forced to be closer in the days leading up to the funeral.I found him incredibly calm, especially as I felt like a train wreck since the old man's death. Many times, I would see his bleeding head as he lay at the foot of the stairs and his corpse as it was left in the mortuary. I was also saddened by Bubbly’s behaviour, and quite convinced that hardly anything was going to make the dog return to the energy that had earned it his former name. Other times, I would wonder if he ever looked at Bubbly and wondered if the dog or any of its counterparts would kill him.I fed them often, and was doing this one time Damian came visiting a week after his grandfather's death. In all that time, I was living alone in the house—except the nine dogs could be described as company. He sat on the sofa that I had now come to identify as his— he was the only one I had seen sitting in it. Even the old man had not used it in my presence.“How has it been going for you?”
Scarred Roses, Burning Vengeance THREE WISHES
ELEANOR SINCLAIR.You probably never know how much you love something—or someone- until you lose them.I had lost both my parents when I turned eighteen and spent the two years after that in an orphanage my distant, uncaring uncle dumped me in. I remember that my life changed so drastically in those two years, so that I went from a fun-loving, fairy-tale minded young girl to a woman thrust into a hard life where she had to do anything to survive. Only this old man had changed that and set me on a better path, putting smiles on a face that had almost forgotten how to use them. And now he was about to die. It was like losing my parents all over again, and it hurt even more as I sat by his bedside while watching his life leave him, his eyes getting weaker with each passing second. I watched his breaths rise and fall with fear, afraid that one of them would be his last, and right before my very eyes.However, he still lived three days after that.As would be expected of him, he only retu
Scarred Roses, Burning Vengeance TAKE ME HOME
ELEANOR SINCLAIR Even I would not have believed that I would marry Damian Blackwood.But things change so fast that one is forced to wonder what happened. No one talked about him when he wasn't there. It was not that his grandfather did not love him, but the old man had once admitted to me that his grandson was too abrasive for his liking. “Sometimes I wish his mother lived long enough and not died after childbirth. I doubt that she would have let his father raise him that way, as he now belongs to a level of masculinity that makes him less human. Of course, he knows how to show care for his family, but he would need to be more affectionate to be a proper father. His own father was some old, brutish thing.”I wholly agreed with him. Whether he was there or not, his presence could still be felt as something invasive. So no one talked about him when he wasn't around, and me, the old man, and his dogs lived in peace.Well, except for the fact that peace itself got bored of us and chose
Scarred Roses, Burning Vengeance LOVE IS A DISEASE
DAMIAN BLACKWOOD I wanted Eleanor away because I was in love with her. I had felt this way from the very first time I set eyes on her, and understood when my father declared that ‘love made a man weak’ after that day. Few waiters had poured wine on me, and even fewer had managed to get away with it. I did not care who they were—old, young, male, female—they had paid for it in one way or another until Eleanor Sinclair. Before I knew what was going on, she had walked away scot free and kept her job, all thanks to me.This made me so angry with myself that I resolved to forget about her.Until I saw her with my grandfather, and then kidnapped the man that almost stabbed her with a knife and even planted a kiss on her lips. That had to be the exact moment I knew…Eleanor Sinclair had to go. She had an effect on me that I did not like.How had it even happened in the first place?She was to serve my wine and had somehow tripped, the bottle turning the liquid splashing onto my shirt. I
Scarred Roses, Burning Vengeance FAMILY
ELEANOR SINCLAIR Even though Damian would eventually let the man off with a warning and return me to his grandfather's house without even another word, I remained stuck on that kiss for a long time.It had to be because it was my first ever kiss. Somehow, I had remained untouched despite all the advances ever made towards me, and Damian had violated that. He kissed me without asking permission, and I wanted to be angry with him for doing it and to ask why. The chance to ask this question would not come until a week later when Damian dropped by. He went on and off banter with his grandfather before the latter withdrew for some reason, leaving his grandson alone in the living room with Tiny. I found my chance and dropped inside the room, moving aimlessly inside and waiting to catch his attention. I could say I was mildly disappointed when he did not say a word, but seemed rather focused on the little dog he carried while I cleaned the shelves I had already left shiny that morning. Th
