"Sapphire," a voice whispered with the breeze. I stood over the edge of a cliff overlooking a mountain. The scenery below was green and orange, with a few hints of yellow and blue. The sky was clear white and not a single cloud lay in the sky. The air was peculiarly warm and the sensation of it on my cheek was like warm kisses. It was nice."Sapphire," the deep voice again. I looked up at the sky again and saw that thick pink clouds were starting to form. It was almost as if it was trying to form an image but the image was distorted. "Sapphire," my heart began to thump steadily. I didn't feel my heartbeat a few minutes ago, but it was suddenly thumping hard and faster with every second. "Sapphire,"I opened my mouth to speak but I couldn't find my voice. I clutched my throat with tears in my eyes. My throat was dry. I couldn't feel any vocal cords inside me. My heartbeat accelerated and cold sweat broke on the surface of my skin. "Sapphire, listen…" the voice trailed off. The once war
Everything sucks, everything sucks a lot. It was a day after the painful heat started and I went to see Willow. I hoped that Willow would support me but she told me to stop acting like a teenager throwing a tantrum and use my head like I've always done. I wanted to scream at her that in case she and everyone else had forgotten, I was a teenager, a recently adult teenager. This is the problem with dating older men and surrounding yourself with older people. They just expect you to act their age, forgetting that you're younger than them.I couldn't stand Willow so after breakfast and two hours of sleep and re-energising—I felt great by the way—I left, but then Zin continued from where she stopped. Zin was even more persistent than Willow was. It was annoying.‘Sapphire, stop ignoring me,’ she snapped as I rolled up the sleeve of my cotton pink sweater. ‘I'm telling you that you can't hate our mate and just in case you're wondering why, one is because I won't let you. Two is that I will
“The great thing about new friends is that they bring new energy to your soul.” – Shanna Rodriguez. ____ I'd never gotten a massage before but now that I have, I never want to ever not do it. Maybe it was the massage, or maybe it was just Gillian's professional hands, I wasn't sure which, and I was too comfortable to care. Gillian was determined to make me fall in love with his hands. It wasn't a gentle massage, neither was it hard. He put the right amount of strength for my stiff bones and kept my mind busy with the conversation we were having. Gillian talked about his mother's pack and how it was close to her family's spa resort, and that's why he's good at massaging. That's why he had one of his own. It was an obsession in every member of his maternal family. Gillian opened the day spa at fifteen and started working part-time at seventeen. He also made me know that he had bigger ones in two cities. It was pretty amazing. Next, we talked about my work and what I wanted to do. I o
As expected, Gillian's house was a blast. His house was a futuristic style house. It wasn't large or close to the size of a mansion, but it was considerably big and painted gold. Literally, the house was polished with metallic gold paint. Along with the printed glasses, it gave the house a luxurious exterior appearance. When I got inside, I wasn't disappointed. I already had my guess that Gillian was clean, but the house helped me confirm it. The interior was neatly arranged and the rose gold glitter wall paint was spotless. Gillian probably had a thing for the word "gold" because his furniture was metallic white gold. His curtains were golden orange too, even the picture frames. Let's just say everything in the living room had gold somewhere in the colour. "Welcome to my humble abode," he said with a gentlemanly bow. I nodded, wiggling my ass on the sofa. It wasn't soft and comfortable like the ones in Drix's house. It felt more like the thick and hard sofa I had in my cottage back a
I stared intensely at the laptop screen, my back resting on the hard foam of the sofa. I was sitting on the floor, my legs folded and a blanket thrown over my legs. To be honest, I wasn't paying attention to what I was watching. I was paying attention at first, but then I started thinking of what a real mermaid looked like. I'd never seen one. The purple woman didn't transform into a mermaid and Scarlette said she didn't have a tail. It was a shame.After picturing what a mermaid looked like for the first quarter of the film, humming and replying shortly anytime Gillian spoke, I decided to pay attention to the film before Gil noticed I wasn't paying attention. That plan went downhill because we both sensed Drix's presence. He started roaming around Gillian's house. He wasn't exactly close to the house, just the area around it. It wasn't necessarily close, but he made sure to impose his aura so we'll be disturbed and not do "anything" if we planned to.I was grateful that I already fin
The reasons to commit murder were piling up. Murder wasn't a common act among werewolves. Why commit murder when you can challenge them and rightfully kill them? That's the logic of werewolves. Yes, there will always be exceptions and I was starting to think that I should join those exceptions.I was furious. My eyes had already turned red but I was in control enough to remain in the house. I paced in his sitting room, biting my claws aggressively and snipping it off time after time. My claws grew as soon as they were cut, which also annoyed me.How can such a person exist? Astra was the true definition of selfish, greedy, heartless; a narcissist. She didn't see anything wrong with whatever she did. She was so righteous in her own eyes that others were nothing but sinners. How did her parents raise her for her to end up like this? How can one person be so inhumane and still exist? Aside from Lúa Infinita, why haven't other packs tried to kill her with that attitude of hers? I was pret
28 TIPS AND TRICKS FOR A NAUGHTY SOLO PLAY!I stared at the article with furrowed brows. I'm pretty sure I had a crinkle on my forehead. This was the tenth article I was clicking but still couldn't get a grasp of what to do to make this work. Thinking of something on my own was different from when someone else would see it. I could look utterly stupid instead of sexy, and I didn't want that. I wanted to give him a bit of a thrill even if my work would be completely amateurish.The problem was how to visualise it without dying from shame. I was usually shameless when it came to thinking about it briefly. You know, like a side thought, something that crossed my mind. Okay, more like just admiring the male gender but not mentally or physically inducing myself into the act of pleasure. Plus, doing it secretly is different from doing it for an audience. Ah, I couldn't. I didn't even know where to start.I buried my face into my pillow and whimpered. This was too difficult for me. Did Gil d
I shut the door quietly behind me and rest my back on the closed door. My heart was thumping fast in my chest and my breathing was ragged. I ran away from Scarlette's house so fast and blindly that I didn't know when I returned home. I was in shock from what she told me I should do. It wasn't surprising but at the same time, it was. I wasn't even sure why I was in shock when I already expected something bizarre to come from her.Scarlette wasn't someone who openly spoke lewdly or even showed signs that she knew much about those details, but when she opened her mouth to start talking, she was brazen and straight about it. I knew she would give me an idea and I thought about what she would come up with on my way to the house and when she did come up with something, I was mortified. That was completely unexpectedly expected. It was complicated.I pushed myself away from the door and walked to my bed. I flung myself on the bouncy mattress, grabbing a pillow and sliding it under me to soft
Gillian returned from the mission and was extremely enthusiastic. He lifted me and spun me around, causing me to squeal with excitement and surprise. He put me down after three amazing spins and hugged me so tightly I saw stars.Drix snarled and the next second, I was snatched away from Gillian and he narrowly missed a claw slap. Gillian jumped back, raising his hands in surrender. "Whoa, calm down. I'm only hugging my friend,""You're registering yourself for a beating," out of nowhere, a scrawny girl with unkempt hair jumped in front of Gil, spreading her hands wide and creating a shield with her body. That startled Drix and me, and we looked at her confused."Stay away from Charming or I'll bite you!" The girl was probably my age or older and had a death wish growling at an alpha. She also smelled like… she didn't smell like a werewolf. I'd never perceived anything like her before, but again, she was a victim of a sick experiment. Still, there were a few reasons why a girl or anyon
I pressed the suitcase hard with my weight and managed to click the lock. I sighed as I stood up straight, putting my fist on the side of my waist and wiping the sweat out of my forehead with my other hand. "Phew!" That'll be all for shoes. Now what else am I missing?I looked around, calculating everything I packed and what else I needed. Hendrix sighed for the umpteenth time. He claimed I was overdoing the packing but he didn't understand. This vacation was important to me. A girl can't be too prepared. I need to make sure I have everything and anything. "We can just buy whatever you need if you end up missing something. We'll only be staying there for a week, Sapphire. You've packed more than enough,""We might stay longer and Scarlette and I are going to explore. We already have our bucket list, and Vecoria has hers too. I'm in charge of making sure we have everything ready– hmm, what else have I not packed yet?" I mused thoughtfully, completely forgetting that I was talking to so
"So it's not like I'm getting my powers back but someone like you," she nodded. "What use will that be?" I asked as the chains fell off."Zircon has been sleeping for too long, milady, please wake him up." I rubbed my wrist. "He knows a lot about curses so he'll know how to destroy the sword," "I still don't see the use," I grumbled.‘Oh fucking hell! Why are you so unnecessarily stubborn?!’ I froze. I blinked once, then twice, and more times. I was hearing things. I thought I was losing my mind. ‘You're not, bitch! I'm back!’I looked at Vecoria in complete shock, my jaw already hitting the ground. I was shocked out of my wit but one thing was for sure, I thought I was going crazy. I had to be going crazy because there was no other explanation as to why I could hear Zinnia's voice in my head. She died.‘I died as a curse, but Selene finally did something useful with herself and brought me back as a real wolf, sort of,’I fell on my butt, too shocked to remain standing. Vecoria panic
I've never imagined my life without Zinnia. I'd gotten so used to her that I couldn't remember how it felt without her. I was reminded the hard way. I could feel the emptiness in my head the moment I opened my eyes. I felt naked and alone. The silence in my head left an incessant ringing in my ears and my mind was just there, empty.The intense feeling of emptiness devoured me so much that even when I noticed the shackles on my hands and legs and realised that I was in an unfamiliar surrounding, I couldn't care less. I was so nonchalant and unperturbed, but all I could do was sit down with my knees to my chest and stare into space. Zinnia was gone and I was alone in a dungeon, unaware of who my abductors were.I hadn't come in contact with anyone since I was locked away. My food was given to me through the doggy hole twice every day but water came once a day. I no longer had a wolf, I no longer had the powers of a blood wolf or a werewolf. I was just a luna with a barrier and healing
‘This is useless,’ Alaric said flatly as I flimsily held up the last book with a slight knowledge of Selene's offspring. Just like the rest, it only had information about things we already know. No artefacts, no books, nothing. What is the use of coming here?Jerry sighed and tossed away the book in his hand. "What a waste of time,""Tell me about it. Let's just leave, it's useless at this point," Gil grumbled. "Not even the slightest clue about any of her children who laid a curse or anything that gives a hint of it. We could be missing something—""We are not, I would know," I said firmly, dropping the hard book on the table.‘I feel weird,’ Alaric said with a whimper, scratching at the barrier of my mind. We've felt that way from the moment we stepped into the temple. Alaric had it worse. ‘Drix walk out of the library and turn right, then left, and right again,’‘Feel something?’ I asked, rising from my seat.‘A hunch,’ I gestured to Gillian t
Chills ran up and down my spine, making me constantly shiver. Hugging my body did not help. I walked out of the tree, completely horrified. The reason why Zinnia knew so much, the reason why she was so different was because she was the soul of the curse Deianira created. I was petrified by it. I had most of the important memories from my life as Milena which consisted mostly of my time with Dad, a few times with my subordinates, and the time I spent finding an end to the curse. Most of my memories were of me as Sapphire.Sapphire is more human than Milena, and humans feel more emotions, they are vulnerable to pain. Sapphire had more attachment with many, unlike Milena whose world only revolved around Sapphire's father. The point was that I grew up with Zinnia. She wasn't just my wolf, she was a bigger part of my soul and I just learned that to end the long-lasting suffering, I needed to kill her. It was basically telling me to murder my sister, mother, friend, and child.I would have
I wiped off sweat from my forehead as I walked out of the room to find Scarlette. A lot of my memories were still missing and I knew exactly where I could get them. “Scarlette, where are you?”“The garden outside. There's something strange about it,” that was where I was going. I broke into a run. Finding my way was easier because I knew every corner of this castle. I stayed in it alone for years. One thing I now remember, the willow tree in Drix's garden is a fragment of the mother tree in my mother's gemstone garden. Then the pixie who happened to have been in danger must not have been a coincidence. She intentionally appeared there to create the gemstone garden already knowing I'd arrive someday.The original was far more magnificent than the copy. The garden was more like a forest, comparable to Brasher but bigger. Then she named the centre a garden. Different trees made of different gemstones and minerals stood firmly, with bushes, flowers, and other ground crops also made out of
My heart felt strange. There was a sense of familiarity to the castle and my heart didn't feel well about it. It felt bitter. Just like the cave, the walls were filled with pictures of Hiems, the person he was before he reincarnated. But unlike Liviana's, the pictures were decent and passionate, and a woman was with him in some of the pictures.The first time I saw her, I halted and stared at her with hatred. I couldn't tell why I felt that way but I've never felt the capacity of hatred as I felt for her. She had long sleek back hair that looked exactly like a moonless night with stars scattered all over the sky. Her eyes were more like galactic starry night than the galaxy itself. It was beautiful—she was beautiful. She had plump red lips and porcelain skin, a smile that could break wars or create them. She was a real beauty but instead of admiring her, I despised her.Hiems, on the other hand, was a tall man with golden yellow hair and sapphire eyes. His body status was similar to m
Kira opened a portal and it took us to a library. I found myself standing between two tall shelves. Certainly, we were trespassing because we didn't get permission to enter. Zinnia already gave me back my body but she kept her presence dominant.Kira began walking and I followed her. "Where are we?""Library of Congress,""Library of what?!" I screamed. She threw me a glare over her shoulder. I pressed my hand on my lips and looked at her apologetically. She returned her gaze straight ahead. She was wearing fluffy slippers so the sound of her feet was almost silent. I walked silently despite the shoes I had on. She walked urgently as if she was afraid something would catch up to her."How did you find him so easily? And how did Zinnia contact you?""You seem to still be ignorant of the kind of powers your wolf possesses," she took a turn. I increased my pace to catch up with her. "You know, I haven't had sex for months,""What brought that on?""Just saying," she shrugged, looking aro