Bayswater Beach
Romeo Price
We returned from the packhouse a couple of hours ago and since then, Annabelle has been uncharacteristically quiet. I don’t know what had happened during the tour with my mum but the visit changed her. She is not as candid as she was before. And tonight, she retired immediately to the bedroom, telling me that she's tired and needs her rest.
Perhaps, we’ve shocked her. She’s not from our kind and yet she was pulled into our mess the moment she found me at the beach. Now, she doesn’t have a choice but to see this through.
I glanced at her sleeping form and waited for twenty minutes. The black onyx stone on her neck pulsed and I closed my eyes, entering into her dream state. When I opened my eyes, I was surprised to find that we were not on the beach. Somehow tonight, her mind had chosen the packhouse
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Moonstone Pack Lands The Alpha’s bedroom was dark, save for one single light shining from a table lamp near the bed. Pillows were strewn haphazardly by the foot of the bed, long forgotten. Two naked bodies were moving in sync, one had her legs up in the air as the other increased his speed, pumping furiously. Sweat coated their bodies, their expressions ruptured with wanton. Moans reverberated in the bedroom, both grunting in pleasure as they neared their climax. “Sebastian, please..." The woman pleaded desperately, her nails making half-moon indentations as she dug into his back. Her body trembled with desire, writhing, the pressure building to a point that she's almost bursting with pleasure. "Oh Sebastian, yes!" She screamed as her back arched, toes curling, seeing stars as her bo
Bayswater Beach The next morning, Annabelle woke up to the phone ringing incessantly in her ear. She groaned in protest, her hands clawing cluelessly around the bed as she kept her eyes closed. Her fingers touched the cool surface of her phone and moments later she heard a distinct thump, the damned phone had fallen to the floor. The ringing stopped and Annabelle sighed in relief. Just as she was returning to slumber, the ringing restarted. This time followed by a loud voice booming in her head. "Oh for the love of God! Would you just ANSWER the BLOODY PHONE!" Romeo's voice resounded in her brain causing her body to automatically sit bolt upright on the bed. She blinked in confusion, her min
Annabelle stood up and stared at the now gaping wall in astonishment. Her eyes traversed over the surface, where a one meter gap now exists. The wooden panel that mounted the television along with the wall behind it had slanted to the side, revealing a darkened and mysterious staircase. A hidden doorway is camouflaged behind the wooden panel, making it appear to be part of the wall. She couldn't discern a knob near the opening so she presumed there must be a concealed mechanism that opens and closes the secret entryway. "How on earth did you do that, Jughead?" She inquired, her feet moving soundlessly towards the aperture that had suddenly appeared. The book that she was reading lay on the sofa, completely forgotten. Jughead scratched his head in embarrassment, looking perplexed. "I slipped and almost fell. When
They left the underground library an hour ago and all of them had showered to rid of the dust and grime from their impromptu exploration. While Annabelle had changed into a clean outfit, the boys chose to lounge in their boxers while their clothes went into the washer-dryer. And now Annabelle is in the kitchen, surrounded by four half-naked men with washboard abs and a wolf. Gotta love the shapeshifter's uninhibited culture. They were seated at the breakfast nook, eating McDonald's burger and fries and slurping on ice-cold drinks. The conversation began with the boys discussing about the Wiccan Kingdom's family tree that they had just seen in the underground library. One topic moved to another and they are now talking about Nari, which according to Roman, should be the next in line for the throne. "So, let's see if I get this right. Four days ago, Nari wanted Romeo to mark her as his mate on her birthday. And when Romeo refused, she cursed him to remain
Bayswater Beach Annabelle Aoki I stood still, my eyes unfocused as I gaze across the horizon, watching foam rising on the beach left by waves that crash relentlessly against the sand. The breeze blew softly against my long, straight hair, causing tendrils to flap gently behind my drooping shoulders. The decision to inform the boys of who I am weighed heavily upon me. A predicament that I never thought I would have. We left the beach house about fifteen minutes ago, everyone needed to let out steam and work away the stress so we headed to the beach. And despite the cold autumn weather, the boys are splashing in the water like it's summer while I observe them from afar. Gotta love the shapeshifter's incredible body temperature. Less than an hour ago, we finally found a way to break the curse. The solution sounded so simple; we only needed the black onyx stone, the ruby stone, both stone guardi
Moonstone Pack Lands "How was it? What did she say?" Nari asks excitedly afterStephen had disconnected the call. She was seated right next to him when he made the call, having been the one that encouraged him to call Annabelle. His face was pale, a sheen of cold sweat glistening on his forehead, his fingers cold and trembling. Despite his nervous expression, his eyes shone brilliantly with hope, for Annabelle had agreed to meet him tomorrow. The poor guy was unsure whether he should call Annabelle and has been indecisive for days. What he didn't know was that Nari can be very persuasive. She casted a confidence spell on him and it finally gave Stephen the push to call his ex-girlfriend. Tomorrow the two of them will be meeting up in Bayswater town. "I can't spoil this chance, Nari." He muttered, shaking his head. Like all their previous fights and breakups, the last one was also caused by him. Annabelle had
I woke up the next morning groggy and grumpy. To be honest, I barely slept at all, having conversed almost the whole night with Romeo in my dream state and now I'm paying for it by waking up late. My alarm chimed, telling me it's almost noon and in less than an hour, I am to meet Stephen in town. Roman had asked me to drive Chucky to the packhouse, so I decided not to explain to Chucky that I'm going to be meeting Stephen. Even last night, with the exception of telling him an ex-boyfriend of mine trashed the apartment, I barely mentioned Stephen. It's better to let the past, stay buried in the past. Rushing into the bathroom, I quickly showered and put on a shirt and a pair of jeans, woke Chucky up and with five minutes to spare, we were out of the beach house.
I moaned, my head pounding just like a drum. My eyelids fluttered open and I found myself lying on the cold floor of an unfamiliar room. What the heck happened? The last thing I remembered before everything went dark was getting knocked on my head by the wizard when we arrived in Crimson Bay. My right hand automatically flew up to massage my throbbing temple and I almost shrieked in surprise when I realized that I have regained control of my body. I slowly shifted into a sitting position, massaging my temples and groaning. The enchantment spell that the wizard used on me must have waned off. I quickly chanted a cleansing spell to rid my body of any residue from the enchantment spell the wizard had cast. My skin tingled unpleasantly, the sensation akin to beingpricked by a thousand tiny needles as remnants of the spell left my skin.Enchantment spells are very powerful and as long as there is any residue left in me, the
Kingdom of Draconia Annabelle Aoki Ahsan took us back to his kingdom this morning and since then he hasn't left his palace. He’s locked in a meeting with his advisors and warriors, drawing names and allocating dragon shifters and fae warriors into different groups. I on the other hand returned to the mansion and occupied my time by checking on the books and paraphernalia that were brought back from the beach house. The servants had dusted and arranged everything systematically in my new library. The space is larger compared to the underground library in the beach house. And with light spilling from tall windows on one side of the room, it's also airy and bright. I am satisfied with how everything turned out. Books are sorted based on categories and titles on one side of the room, while runes and magical items properly arranged and cataloged on the shelves at the other side of the room. A large oak table flanked by ten chairs dominated the center of the room. Placed haphazardly arou
Annabelle Aoki I would have to say the meeting among the stone guardians tonight went surprisingly well, considering we all barely knew each other. I wasn't surprised to find some odd looks thrown at me when Ahsan mentioned that he had a mate before, all of which I blatantly ignored. It's not as if I didn't know about it. He's made the fact known to me since the very beginning. However, with the exception of telling me that his mate is dead, centuries before I was born, Ahsan never mentioned anything else about the late fae princess to me. And I've never asked either, because it's not my business to know. After the meeting ended, Ahsan walked me to my room, a short distance from where we had the meeting, and left soon after. He told me needed to get back to his room where his advisors are currently waiting. They have to discuss their next course of action once we return to the Kingdom of Draconia. Feeling tired and sleepy, I quickly entered the bathroom, getting myself ready for
Romeo Price My eyes roamed the figures crowding the small living area adjacent to my private quarters. Dimitri, Gisela, Annabelle, and Ahsan were seated on the sofa around me. While standing at the back of the room were Roman, Arch, Trav, and Jughead. We were gathered for a meeting among the royal stone guardians, the first I've ever attended. Like Annabelle, most of the stone guardians prefer to keep to themselves, and rarely would we interact and establish close friendships with each other. Except perhaps, me and Dimitri. Some might say me and Dimitri are an anomaly compared to the other stone guardians. I used to consider the two of us as good friends or comrades, but that ended when he withheld information of my mate's engagement to the Dragon King. Dimitri made me look like a fool. I had planned for the meeting to be held at one of the bigger spaces, we had many meeting rooms in the palace but Ahsan requested a smaller chamber, one that is protected against magic. The wall
Richard's funeral was graced with blue skies and white tufted clouds, and despite it being the middle of autumn, the weather was sunny and balmy, as if angels had opened up the gates of heaven to welcome the late Alpha King into their midst. The event was held beautifully, the atmosphere calm and reverent. Various bouquets and flower wreaths of different shapes and sizes were placed near the palace gates, making it appear as if the grounds were colorfully bathed in flowers. Flags were hung at half-mast, roads in the city devoid of trafficas shapeshifters from various regions and states lined up the main road from the palace to the royal mausoleum, grieving for the loss of their former king. We returned to the palace to offer our condolences after the procession was over. A somber atmosphere hung in the air, at odds with the castle which was usually bustling with activities. In a few hours, guests and nobles will be readying to leave, now that Richard has been l
The boys doggedly followed me to my room after my scuffle with Dimitri. His betrayal stung me, more than I cared to admit. I thought he was my friend, or at the very least, we have formed a relationship based on trust and respect but it seems I thought wrong. I was a bloody fool to have trusted him. "Annabelle is engaged to King Ahsan?" "What's going on between you and Annabelle?" "Did you know this about Annabelle?" "I thought Annabelle was with you, man." Just as I thought, the questions spewed out of the boys' mouths right after we entered my room. I glowered at them but to no avail. Instead, they returned my stare, Jughead and Roman even had the audacity to roll their eyes. In front of everyone else, they would be on their best behavior, bowing and listening to my every word but when we're alone, Goddess, they're annoying. These boys have known me for almost my whole life. "We are not leaving unt
I pulled her in for one last kiss, light and soft, my lips lingering over hers for a while before we separated. And just like that, my first and most probably the last date with Annabelle is over. I folded the picnic mat while Annabelle returned the leftover food and wine back into the picnic basket. We were both silent as we strolled hand in hand and when the palace came into view, she snatched her hand away. In the absence of her touch, I felt bereft, lonely, new cracks appearing on the surface of my already broken heart. An unfortunate reminder of how the rest of my life will feel like. Separated from my true mate and alone. "Your Highness, the guests are here." Alfred, the royal butler met us halfway and led us towards the front steps, where a silver Rolls Royce was waiting. Behind it were several SUVs, all in uniform black paint and heavily tinted windows. Mum, Uncle Reynold, Jughead, Arch, Roman, and Trav were already waiting on the step
Lux Lupus Romeo Price "I'm proud of you, son." After the Alphas dinner, Dad's words replayed themselves relentlessly in my twisted mind, over and over again like a broken record. How could he be proud of me when he is dead because of me? Dad had pushed me out of Sebastian's way and substituted himself. He bloody sacrificed himself so that I would live. I. Killed. My. Dad. I am the reason he is dead. I could feel myself spiraling into the darkness, my vision replaying the way Dad's eyes had lost their luster as life extinguished from within him, the screams of pain from Mom and Uncle Reynold, the cold, lifeless body that lay on the floor. When he died, a part of me died too. Unexpectedly, I found light. What surprised me was my mate, Annabelle. That night, she called for food that I didn't want to eat and assemble
My heart was shattered, my limbs heavy and all I want to do is curl up and sleep, wishing never to wake up from this ugly nightmare. However, sleep evaded me, inside my chest was a chasm that used to be where my heart was. All that was left was an empty void, a shell of what used to be me. Unable to bring myself to face Romeo, I stayed in the room throughout the flight, coming out only when the stewardess had knocked on the door informing me that the plane is making its descent. We consciously stayed away from each other or perhaps it was just me, as I chose to sit with Lucy and Reynold while he sat alone, silent and pensive. One thing I've learned from observing Romeo is that his emotions are the most turbulent when he is still and quiet. I wonder if he regretted my confession. Even after the plane had landed, I high-tailed behind Lucy and Reynold and entered their car, leaving Romeo alone with the driver in his car. If t
We arrived on the tarmac next to a plane that was painted with the Werewolf Kingdom's livery and crest. The interior was equally impressive, the walls are covered in wood paneling, plush leather seats in clusters of two, three, and four, and a small minibar sat at the corner. There was a door which I later found out led to a bedroom with an equally impressive king-sized bed. The plane took off not long after we arrived, and once we were surrounded by white fluffy clouds, Jughead started briefing Romeo of his schedule and engagements, one that both amazed and scared me. It has made me realize one thing, he wouldn't have a single moment available for my confession, so my best bet is to get a private moment with him while we're on the plane. Two hours later, Jughead finally left Romeo's side and I watched, my eyes half hooded, my expression relaxed, pretending to be asleep as Romeo made his way to where I sat. "Follow me." He crouched next to me and whispe