All I could hear were my screams as I fell into the well that seemed to have no end. The farther I fell, the more distorted the innermost parts of the well looked; like a tunnel with more than just light at the end. Objects seemed to float towards me as I fell, a chair, a ball, a piano, pieces of furniture that I had to dodge as I fell into this vast portal. As I continued to fall, arms and legs spread flying in the vast deep, I caught sight of a fluffy looking bed I seemed to be heading towards. I crossed my arms against my face bracing for impact and a few seconds later, I landed on the bed and bounced off to rest on the hard floor of a room filled with doors. What is this? Where am I? I got up and straightened my dress looking around; the room was shaped like a circle with doors of different sizes around it and a table in the middle. I looked closely at the table walking towards it and found a small bottle filled with a clear liquid and a tag that read, ‘drink me’. I picked it up
“Alissa.” Once again the moist smell hit my nostrils.“What is that smell?” I said, opening my eyes to find soft glassy brown eyes staring at me. “They are roots from the Bay tree, they serve as a cleanser, you must get up and drink, drink now.” He pushed the bowl to my lips and I took a few sips of the sour soup. I looked around, the room was shaped like a rectangle; there was a basket at the far end of the room to my left, a space at the other end that had pots and spoons stacked up and, on the right, roots and herbs. I looked outside and the skies had a gloomy look. I reckoned it was a few minutes past five am.“Where am I?” He took the bowl from my hands and got up to drop at where the pots were stacked. “You are on the west wing of Bartildore town. It's neutral ground. People come here to heal.” He didn’t talk like the rest of them and I could not place his accent. He looked like a human, he walked and talked like one but had a fascinating elegance to his steps. I had so many
A puzzled look remained plastered on my face as we journeyed through the forest. We came to an open field that was the ruins of one of the devastated settlements. The Queen of Cards had really unleashed hell on the people and she had to be stopped. We walked through the ruins, holding on to our breaths. There was silence until we got to the Lonis Gardens, where the calendar was kept in a small store room, alongside other valuable documents. We ambled to the room to find the doors bolted shut with a lock that we had no key to. I looked at the twins, they had begun to panic as nobody remembered that the store room needed keys to be unlocked. Just when we were about to turn back, I spotted Mr.Duck and Herald the cat coming at a distance. They had followed us!“Looking for this?” Mr Duck dangled the keys for us to see. There was a sigh of relief between us all. Herald the cat said a few words in greeting and perched on a branch a few yards away from us. I sensed that he was still shaken
We reached the doors of the mansion shortly after we entered the main gates and Herald yelled out the word “HARPLEYEGA!” with vigor. A moment later the doors swung open and the Hatter stepped out solemnly to the porch where we stood in silence. His dusty black hat with a pink ribbon covered almost half of his face, his head tilted down. He had his arms clasped and resting on his lower tummy. His suit was old but was a unique mix of black and aubergine. Herald walked up to him and sat looking up to him“Hello old friend."“It is a delight to see you once again Herald,” the hatter said. His voice was a little hoarse but kind. “Please, do come in” and he turned and led the way. “He can be a little shy darling, don’t think much of it. He will loosen up in a bit,” Sweedledee whispered to me as we walked in.Walking into the doors of the mansion, there were two staircases on the left and right side going up to meet in the middle. The walls wore an old mud yellow and green tone, and long
The Red queen held a menacing gait. Her waking hour was the beginning of a new hell for her subjects and castle staff. How could someone be so spontaneous in violence? The depths of her evil seemed to know no end. On her ordered exploits, her soldiers sometimes brought back creatures for her fancy. She would get so fond of them, have them amuse her and when she was through, would either have them working as staff, use them as furniture or have their heads cut off?Such was her reign, filled with terror. Right from when she was a child, being the eldest, a lot seemed to be expected of her as she was the heir to the throne. But she proved to be emotionally unstable many times. Her parents seemed to cherish her sister over her and that greatly affected the Red Queen. She constantly needed acceptance and assurance from her many captured lovers. And there were many. Some were captured, some were noble lords that caught her eye, some fell deeply in love with her, or was it awe and lust at
We stayed on the bed, curled up. There had been no words said between us yet, no conversation. Maybe that was the beautiful thing about us, we didn’t need words, we felt what we felt and acted accordingly. He had his head on my bare chest and his leg over my legs. His hand was tucked under him and the other ones rested on my right breast. I ran my fingers through his brown beautiful hair, it had a mild mint smell to it. His eyes were closed even though pockets of light slipped in through the curtains. I could hear the birds chirping at a distance, they sang a happy tune, or was it just I that was happy, content and safe? I breathed deeply, and with the rise and fall of my chest he awoke and those glossy brown eyes looked at me. His hair fell over his face, he pushed it back with his hand. We looked at each other for a moment, our hearts swelling with love and we laughed. It was my first time and he was so gentle. He followed me to the bath and cleaned me up, planting soft kisses on
I placed my head on his chest. It felt warm and smooth. The beat of his heart sung in my ears as it beat with a fast paced rhythm. Was he anxious? A familiar pull came over me once again and I drew even closer to him. His hands were wrapped around my waist and his head was tucked in my shoulder. I loved the way he leaned on me or seemed to sink into me when we were together. I remembered the previous night, waking up to his head on my bare chest, my pink nipples glistening under the lean streaks of light. And now with his face pressing against my shoulder, I felt his soft lips pressed against the nape of my neck. It sent shivers down my spine and reverberated in my clit as it pulsed with life. He was doing it again, the way he touched me and the way my body responded. I thought about the things I wanted the person I let in do to me. Things I knew would make anyone gasp. But the way Haziel surrendered to me made me feel like he was willing to do whatever I wanted, to fulfil my inner
We made it to the other side of the fields that were filled with tall trees. The farther we moved from the purple fields, the fainter the strong smell became and soon we had completely left its grasp. Despite being away from the source we were all still in good spirits. Herald and Mr Duck held each other and sang songs that seemed to have a kind of nostalgia to them. The Sweedle twins would join in on some of the songs or dance around while giggling. Their nipples were extra perky, their eyes were dull and had a faint purple hue. I myself felt good inside and mushy, I caught up with Haziel and playfully twirled my fingers in his hair. He giggled and held my hand then spun me around to which I let out a low scream. I could tell his mood had shifted from fear and worry to being giddy and to me largely sexier. We gradually approached Haziel’s tree house. Evening had fallen and we were on our feet for most part of the day so it was a relief to know that we would soon find a resting plac
“Mish! Get your ass down, dinner is ready,” my younger sister, Evelyn, shouted from downstairs. I came back from school three hours ago and I’ve been on my bed sulking and constantly resisting the urge to scream at the top of my voice.Mrs. Shantel and Mr. Brett? How long has that been going on under my nose? I stalked Mr. Brett well enough to have known. I sat up swiftly and stretched my hand to pick my phone from my nightstand. Impatiently, I logged into Instagram.Pfft, of course I’m not on Instagram. I logged in with my sister’s account. Being bullied offline is only the much I can bear, thank you very much.It didn’t take me much time to get to Mr. Brett’s profile. I stared at his relationship status and it stared back at me. It was boldly written SINGLE. Just to be sure, I wore my glasses and glanced hard at it. It still remained SINGLE. I searched for Mrs. Shantel’s profile and found out that she was married.“Then why the hell were you fucking someone not your husband!!” I scr
It was the early hours of Monday morning, 6:00am to be precise, and I was already in the cobwebby school basement, tucked away in the only neat corner. Of course, the neat corner of the basement, which I had turned into my niche, was cleaned up by me. You must definitely be wondering what kind of psycho cleans up the school basement to spend her mornings and what for! Well, to cut the long story short, it was my only means of survival. If I wanted to get through my remaining days in high school, then I had to do this. This was me doing what I did best, hiding away from my sworn enemy, traitor, rival, tormentor, give it all the name you could think of. Synonymous to those names is Kelly Parker. Kelly is the Queen bee of Beverly High. I hate her with all my heart, but she’s beautiful. Breathing-taking kind of beautiful, I’m not going to lie. I just hate her the more for that, because why should she be so perfect? Of course, she is the head cheerleader and she is dating Bruce Paschal,
Ariel's POV For two days after that, I waited for the man to show himself. It was almost like he purposely ignored me. When I realized that he wouldn't show himself unless something drastic happened, I waited for the guard that brought my food -food I refused to eat since I've been held in here- to appear. The moment he rounded the corner that led to my cell, I yanked off the pendant from my neck. I went instantly invisible. When the guard reached the cell and saw no one, the tray containing the food fell off his hands, and he let out a scream. Two more guards rushed in, probably thinking I managed to subdued their colleague. When they saw what he saw, they all trembled out of shock. "Report the incident to prince Eric right now!" One of the guards yelled to the other one that came in with him. That one nodded and rushed off to deliver the message. The guard turned to the one that brought me the food, looking at him in a suspicious way. "Did you let her off?" He asked."What the he
Ariel's POVIt felt like my ears just deceived me. I blinked once, then twice. I looked at the man who had just finished pleasuring me -the tingles and soreness between my legs were the testament of that fact- like he was out of his mind. And perhaps he was. Otherwise, why would he sprout such nonsense about arresting me? And that too for what? For stealing? Me?I looked at him and shook my head. Sure that I heard him wrong. I waited for him to take his words back, but he didn't. When a minute or two passed with nothing from him to refute his words, I lifted up my tied hands and tapped him on the shoulder to get his attention. The eyes he turned on me were so cold and stony, I shivered."Are you serious about arresting me?" I inquired from him. The river made a ripple effect and I was reminded of the fact that I was gone for too long. If I didn't return back to my room as soon as possible, there was every possibility that my father would find out about my disappearance. It that happen
Eric's POV "The real thing I have here could do a better job than that toy!" I shouted at her from the shadows. I watched as the toy fell from her hand because of the shock she experienced."Wh-who is th-there?" She sounded as scared as she felt. I saw her looking around in the darkness, probably thinking of where to hide from the predator that sneaked up on her. My first thought was to let her suffer a sudden heart attack, just as she had done for me. That would be the easiest revenge I could take on her. But my tratious body refused to comply with that act. How could it? Somehow, I found the courage to get out of the palace after three days of hiding in my room. My courage wasn't bold enough to leave during the day when I could feel all eyes on me, so I did it by night. I was already angry when I found myself walking to this place rather than anywhere else. I was even about to turn around when I heard someone moan my name softly. I traced the voice and I saw the same girl moaning
Ariel's POVFor three days after I returned to the house, I couldn't help but think about how I would be able to get my Dada to release me from the home imprisonment he kept me in. Even as I paced to and fro the length of the room I was in, no idea came to me. I balked at how it was becoming increasingly hard to think straight these days. Each time I sat down to think, only the thought of Eric and what he would do to me came. I would spend hours and hours fantasising about the man. By the time I realize that I needed to think of a way to get out of the mess I was in in order to actually see him, I would start thinking of an escape plan. Barely five minutes into the deep thinking, I would find myself thinking about Eric again... just like I currently was.I was floating on top of my bed. My hands were on my breasts and I kept culling and squeezing them the same way I saw Eric did that day at the beach. I moaned as I imagined it was his hands playing with my breasts instead of mine. St
Eric's POVAs mother continued to hold me, she patted my back softly with her hand. I knew I was displaying a moment of weakness to the queen, but at the stage where I currently was, none of all those palace rules mattered to me. I just wanted someone to show me that I wouldn't go crazy because of a certain human.Was she even hunan? Someone that could play with another's person's feelings like that didn't deserve to be regarded as a human. "She's a selfish, cunning, and the most heartless person I've ever seen!" I bursted out, unable to contain my contempt for the woman.My mum didn't say anything and just continued to pat me like she was already doing. The outburst, however, gave in to the anger I had been trying to rein in ever since I woke up that morning and found out about that girl's betrayal."How could she have deceived me like that?" I let out again.To me, she was stupid. If she wasn't, she would have realized that I was already infatuated with her. She could have easily d
Eric's POVI didn't know what to make of the situation that happened just a few minutes ago. Ever since I collapsed on my bed, I found it extremely hard to get up. How could I when it felt like my world was crumbling down beside me?I found it hard to believe within myself that the same girl I trusted enough to bring into the palace. The same girl I was so worried about I didn't want her to spend an entire night outside during the cold. The very same girl we spent the same night on the same bed, pleasuring each other to stupor. I couldn't believe that the same girl had thought nothing wrong about betraying me.How could I have been so draft? How could I have let her deceive me just like that? Why didn't I see beneath the fake skin she was wearing to the real one? Now that I thought about it, her excuse of getting lost while with her friends seemed flimsy. Heck, everything about her felt and sounded completely fake. I was sure that the reason she approached me in the first instance wa
CHAPTER THIRTEENARIEL'S POV Sebastian sat across me with an intense look in his eyes. I reckoned I would have the same look if someone sat me down to tell the exact story I was telling him at the moment.It happened to me yet somehow I found it unbelievable. It just felt like the kind of shit that should only be possible in movies. Poorly scripted movies."So you opened the door to the right-"I nodded. "I opened it."He leaned in closer to me almost as if he wanted to merge with me. His eyes bulged out in their socket and his teeth clattered. Goosebumps appeared all over my skin as I remembered how I felt in the dark corridor turning the door knob."I could have swore he was behind me- breathing just behind me." I said as I controlled the impulse to cringe.Sebastian gasped. "Was he there?"I shook my head. He wasn't there when I turned around but the presence didn't go away. It stuck with me even as the door opened."What did you find inside?" Flounder asked speaking for the first