"Can you still make it?" he asked, and I nodded in response. I didn't say anything as we strolled through the woods, trying to find something that would help us in our situation. I peeked down at Bobby, who was sleeping between my arms. He was even snoring a little, really enjoying his sleep. I chuckled a little but winced all of a sudden when I felt my feet were getting numb from walking. The truck earlier broke down, and we had no other option but to walk and find a place where we could sleep for a while. Ethan, who had held my hand, glanced at me when he saw I was suffering from something. "You told me you still can, but you're breaking apart Natasha." there was a hint of worry in his voice, stopping me from moving forward. I heaved a deep sigh and then smiled at him, motioning to him that everything would be okay. Even though part of me wants to lay down and rest. But we can't stop, it's almost midnight, and we can't sleep in the middle of the woods. I know it's pretty diabolic
I gaped at his hands, fighting with my soul and mind whether should I take it or not. I glanced back at the house behind him, narrowing my eyes and looking through the windows to see if there was some ghost. However, I didn't sense or see anything strange. Just curious why there's a mansion in the middle of the woods. I sighed in defeat and then let myself get dragged by him. Ethan was whistling a tune I didn't recognize when we stepped on the porch, observing the design of the wooden entrance doors before us. I raised my hand and then caressed the door, wiping off some dust particles. Bobby was on my right side, sitting and waiting for something to happen. I leaned my head and then patted him on the head. He's a good boy for finding out about this house. There is no threat up ahead since Bobby isn't barking like a feral beast. I looked up again, then caught Ethan by my side, finding a way to get inside the house. "The door's lock," he whispered, then rolled his eyes in annoyance. H
“Ohhh! Ethan, faster!" Ethan was rocking my body. The bed below us was pressing unto the wall, creating a clamorous racket. We couldn't care about our wild moans that could reach the entire forest. All I could see were rainbows and butterflies. There was a tingling splendor that was forming inside my gut. I arched my back when Ethan hit the most liable spot. I closed my eyes and parted my lips. I was about to reach heaven. It's there. I could feel it! "That's it, beg," Ethan pressed. His voice was brutal and vicious. He strangled me in his veiny arms. I gasped and panted, trying to keep my pace with every thrust he made. He was getting wild, and he had already cum multiple times in a row, yet he was still hard like gravel. I did some dirty talks that I didn't imagine I could say to him. I didn't know where I did find the courage to say those sinful words to him. Regardless, when I looked down on our sexes and saw how massive his cock was pounding for hours inside me. I looked up at
I rushed down the stairs, not minding if I was stripped. I did my best to dodge the broken pieces of glasses from the chandelier and then proceeded to Ethan's side. I winced when I saw the broken glasses on his back. Good thing it didn't bury down on his flesh, but this is still very alarming. "Ethan!" I yelled his name and then took his arm. I tried to drag him away, but the chandelier was too fucking heavy for me to get him out of there. I looked around the area, looking for something that could help me. I noticed a broom and leaning materials that were on the floor. He must have been cleaning the mansion when this accident happened. A tear streamed down my cheeks, and my heart was pounding crazy since I couldn't find something that could help me get him out of that chandelier above him. Bobby barked beside me, wanting to help, but I stopped him using my foot. "There are broken glasses, Bobby! You need to stay here and let me do the work." I told him, and he understood it immediat
“You mean, a wolf pack? But, how?” I incredulously asked. What does he mean by he had seen himself in a wolf pack? Ethan is here with me, with Bobby, with us. That’s impossible if that is what he is in his vision. He shrugged his shoulders, and there was a hint of disarray and a mixture of determination in his eyes. “I guess so. I don’t have any idea, Natasha. There were many of them, and I could see myself with them. The vision is not yet cleared since there are instances that it’s blurry.” he explained, then ran his fingers through his hair. After that, he shuffled it due to his frustrations. I tapped his shoulder and told him to calm down since he was still injured, but Ethan wasn’t even daunted by his injuries. “I want to know about it, Natasha. Why do I feel like this curse given to me wasn’t because I was a misfortune or anything? What if…this was passed down to my body? And I was just the holder of this curse?” My head suddenly hurt when he said these words. I actually can’t
"We need to change our looks again." I nodded at Ethan's suggestion, and I followed his gaze to the kitchen. When he returned a few minutes later, he was holding scissors. I suddenly looked at my hair, which had stretched a bit. Ethan's hair is slowly falling back to its previous color. I swallowed the lump in my throat when he approached me and was about to cut my hair when I took a step away from him. Ethan was stunned and raised an eyebrow, wondering why I walked away from him. I took a deep breath and smiled bitterly. "I'm sorry, I'm just not really used to cutting my hair. I feel like I'm ugly." I know my reason is superficial, but I haven't cut it much in the few years. I'm still not used to just cutting my hair short. I feel like I am much more assured when it's long rather than short. I know I had a haircut before, but now that it's getting longer, I can't cut it again. When I lifted my face up to look at Ethan, I caught him staring at me. He exhaled, and a smile slowly fad
I felt like my whole world had stopped spinning, and my throat went dry for a moment. I took a step back. My hands were trembling from fear and anxiety building inside my system. My heart throbbed painfully, and I couldn't speak even though I wanted to shriek in terror. This can't possibly be true. What on earth is what I am seeing? I closed my eyes, pushing away the horrible sight I had seen. I must be hallucinating. I must be tired and probably starving, that's why I saw it. I have been thinking deeply for minutes when someone taps my shoulder, making me scream in fear. "Natasha, what's wrong?" someone grabbed my hand, and I was shouting for help when I opened my eyes and stopped. Realization soon hit me when I noticed everyone was looking at us, eyeing me suspiciously as if I had just grown five heads. I parted my lips that were quivering and slowly glanced at Ethan, who was gritting his jaw. "I-I'm sorry…." I looked down, fidgeting my fingers. My ears and cheeks reddened like
“Perhaps, it’s better to be like this rather than losing you over useless things. I am sorry for what I did earlier, Natasha. It wasn’t my intention to get mad at you. It’s just that, Everything feels so heavy, and at the same time, I don’t like the way you were hiding something from me. You look so scared, and I want to erase that expression on your face.” He held my cheek using his right hand and then caressed it softly. His eyes were never leaving my face as if I was the most beautiful thing that had happened to him. As if I was a gem, he wouldn’t miss the opportunity to grab and take care. I felt a shiver running down my system, causing me to hyperventilate. Ethan and I had only known each other for months, but it felt like we had been living together for years. The chance with this man gave me the reason for who am I as a woman and what will be my purpose. “You deserve to smile. It suits you, my dear.” Ethan closed his eyes, leaning closer until our lips were attached. The way h
“I-I…” she lowered her head, her vision was staring on the floor. She couldn’t find a word to say after hearing everything what I had said. I smiled, tilting my head to my right while waiting for her reaction. A drawn-out earsplitting silence filled the whole room. I glanced at the man who was standing behind her. He took a step forward before placing his hand on her trembling shoulder. Her wails almost filled the whole room, and it was followed by her siblings. “I-I d-don’t know what to say…” She doesn’t need to weep that much but I understand her reaction. It was heart breaking, even my heart could still cry even at this age. I let my head rest on the heard board when her hold on my hand tightened. Harry cups her cheeks, wiping off the tears that were pouring. She looks up then their eyes locks for a minute. “Your mother fought so hard during her younger years, Ettasha…” “She’s a brave warrior.” “But…” Ettasha spoke again, looking at me from her shoulder. “What happened to my
I threw away everything that can link to their whereabouts. I have to make sure everything is put into its place. Leaving print marks would impairment my disrepute. I will never…ever let them know about this.I escaped once. I am not going back again in that atrocious point. I glanced down, noticing that my whole body is beaded with their blood. I cursed, thinking of what kind of body lotion I would use to get rid of the smell. I took a glimpse one last time at their faces that were pale. i grab my mother’s jaw, tilting it to the side. Well, except my twin because he’s the last one whom I killed. His body is still warm but he’ll die.I arrange them here in the basement. No one will know unless someone will break in here.They have to go through me first before they set feet in this house. I breathed out, and was about to pull out the hem of my shirt when I saw something is sticking out of Nathan’s pocket. I took it, my eyes squinched while observing the identification card. Looks lik
“Set the alarm! Shut the gates!” I let out a bestial grumble that vibrated through the corridors, and floors. I could perceive their shrieks of torture. I breathed in, and out. My caliginous hooded eyes were shooting daggers as I watched how they run for their lives, calling all the authorities. Two decades. I have been trap here for almost two decades. Yet, none of them did ever to come here for a visit. I showed my chiseled set of teeth while extending out my long arms. My sharp claws flared, lustrous when a light hits it. Everyone was out of their sanity. Some were crawling, making their way out of the Asylum. Thanks for their crackbrained staff that was new here, and accidentally left the keys in my room, I managed to discharge. I can cognizance the consuming flow of rage streaming through my blood vessels. I step on Dr. Victor Mend’s ankle, halting him from what he is planning to do. He’s trying to escape from this place. I joust my head playfully, my hooded sinful eyes were s
Harry couldn’t formulate his words. As if they were stuck at the tip of his tongue. He was contemplating whether if he should let me or not since it’s chanceful for my condition. He have to let me. I can’t let my husband die out there.“Harry…please!” I drop on my knees then clasp my hands into a worship posture. Harry was bewildered, panicking when I kneeled before him. I parted my lips to breath because my nose was clog.“You have to let me, Harry.” I mourned, consolidating for him to get his approval.“Natasha…” he was in deep sorrow to see me on the ground. Tears escape from his eyes while they lingered on my features. He chip his lowermost lip until blood was gushing out of it. He heaved a sighed then closing his eyes.“Just don’t fucking leave my side, okay?! Your situation can worsen, and I won’t let that happen!” he screamed but afterward I jumped on him, my hands were wrapped tightly around his neck.“Thank you…” I mumbled against his ear. Harry was silent for a minute before
“No…”I slowly dropped on the ground while staring out of nowhere. My heart is sinking into the bottommost of the pit. I couldn’t even feel my body anymore. I don’t know what to think, or what to do. Harry is just watching me while my whole body is exploiting down into the ocean floor. I was sinking like a body that has an impairment.I couldn’t breath.I couldn’t process everything.Harry kneeled down when his men started to assemble everything. I felt the ship turned on its engine, signaling that it’s time for us to move forward. Everyone was doing their part. Someone hoist the anchor, and the propeller ignited. My eyes squinted on their own, ogling at my own palms that were covered with blood, bruises, wounds, and battle scars.A stinging drop of tear pour down, streaming on my arms. Everything was hard for me to take. This whole thing was hard for me to consume, and digest. I gradually clenched my trembling hands before hanging my head low in shame.“I’m sorry, Natasha, but we can
We need to hurry up, and go to that ship! Harry was waving his hand, motioning for us to go onward. He was shielding himself so Auger’s troupes won’t come for us. Ethan was holding my hand securely. My lips were parted slightly, while catching my breath. There were times we almost stumble on something but Ethan was too quick to dodge it.I could almost see it. The ship was waiting for us. Even a whole populace of football stadium can fit in that. I caught some of his men were waiting in alignment in front of the ship. Some were coming towards our way while holding solid, and heavy guns. I don’t know how Harry manage to call for a back-up that quick, and how any of them did not realize that he was calling someone. However, I am glad that they were so engrossed from their leader’s story.“You guys need to get there quickly! We’ll hold them off!” Harry shouted at the top of his lungs before firing at someone. The blasting noises was enveloping my ear drum, deafening my hearing.“H-how a
“So…” Auger clasped his hands together, looking at us with imperil in his eyes. He slowly squat so he could even his face to Ethan. My husband growled, thirsting to reach Auger’s face so he could gash it into pieces. Before he could take a hold on him, I raised my upper body then block my body, ceasing him from his thought.Ethan was screeching like a savage he is, letting out an animalistic rumble. He was prepared to alter if it weren’t for me halting him. I know how mad he is right now, and his emotions are acceptable. However, I can’t afford him to do anything heedless. He needs to calm down first!“Ethan! Please!”It seems like he couldn’t hear me, nor he doesn’t notice me at all. My voice was hoarse from screaming, and begging for him to stop. I know it pains him to endure like this. I know how hard for him to accept this. The only hope we have was taken away from us with just a snap of Auger’s finger. All of our endeavor was thrown away.I hugged him tightly while weeping in tea
“Come on! Let’s move! Let’s move! Let’s move! “Harry was shouting at his men to move forward when the helicopter landed successfully on the ground. I couldn’t help but to cry when everything was going smoothly for us. After countless of attempts to run away from the grasp of authorities, we finally landed to our destination.Words can not describe how overwhelm I am right now. We wouldn’t make it this far if it weren’t for Harry’s help. I closed my eyes firmly then caressed my cheek to remove the tears that fall off. This is it. We’re almost there. One step is all we need.We’re going to start a new family on our own. Harry will help us to changed our identities, and do a plastic surgery. I know it’s a tough choice to convert ourselves into a new citizens, and fake our personal identity. However, we have no other choices. The authorities here are going berserk just because of Ethan’s criminals record, and his curse. They will not let him get away with this.They will do whatever it t
“We are not going to make it!”A tear leak when the former pilot yelled at the top of his lungs. I heard the gasps of agitation coming from the other passengers here. I lifted my head to see Ethan was doing his shot to fly this thing out of the heavy weather that is approaching us.“ETHAN!” I called his name because his veins were throbbing on his arms. His teeth were gritted together, and his eyes were angst.I called his name again, stretching out my arms just to reach him. However, I felt Harry’s grip on my dress, pinning me on my place because the chopper was spinning, and is acting up.No…I couldn’t risk this without holding him before my last breath. I have to hold out, and tell him everything from the bottom of my heart those words that I haven’t tell him. It was inconspicuous to see clearly because of my weeping. I implored for Harry to let go of me but he did not listen.He was shaking my shoulders, snapping me back to actuality. He was yelling something in front of my face w