The Crow Woman once loved with a heart so pure
But love is fickle and it didn't endure
Her heart shattered into a million pieces
And she struggled to find a sense of completeness
Ten men were standing before her, and she had to decide. Her superrich granddad made it clear: she gets married to one of the men pointed out by him, or she can forget about the fabulous fortune.
She was furious with her granddad and would easily resign from his multi-billionaire inheritance, but there was something more. Or it would be better to say someone more - her dying mum. A merciless trap had been set on her by her own granddad, who had a piece of ice in place of a heart.
When her mum came down with leukaemia, she was nearly eighteen. They had no one to rely on - the only man in the family, who was supposed to play the role of a husband and father, left them at the very beginning as soon as he learned that Melany was excluded from her wealthy family.
Her rich dad didn't want to have anything to do with a daughter, who disdained his money and plan for her life. So instead of getting married to his pupils, Melany chose to be banished and pursued her only true love.
Before it all happened, she got pregnant with Patrick, and he was over the moon when he heard about it. However, at that time, Patrick still thought that Melany was rich.
One day all the newspaper in the whole country exploded with one topic:
"Melany has been disinherited!"
And when she confirmed it with a broad smile to his beloved boyfriend, she got frozen - Patrick changed utterly. His sensitive look turned into stone. She wanted to hug him, yearning for support, but instead of strong, safe arms, he pushed her away and left her flat with a loud bang of the shuttered door. From that day on, she had never seen him again.
Wholly abandoned, Melany decided to give birth to her baby. That is how Bianca was born, and it had taken a long time before the press forgot about the story, calling her daughter a bastard.
Melany led a modest life struggling to make ends meet. The feeling of betrayal was so strong that she never fell in love again. She wanted to forget about all the men in her life and pour her pure love onto her only child. That is how she became a strong woman despite being deprived of all the privileges she had gotten used to.
It seemed all would be fine, but fate decided to do it another way.
One cold December night Melany was coming back home after a long day of work in a restaurant kitchen. Suddenly, she fell on the pavement, unconscious. White snowflakes started falling from the sky when somebody noticed a lying woman in the street. That was already half an hour on the cold wintery night.
The yellow taxi stopped, and a big fluffy man opened the door. He looked closer at the lying woman and turned his head around - there was no one in sight.
"Why is it happening to me?", he groaned when struggling to leave the car.
"You're damn dead!!", the thick moustache moved as he saw Melany's bluish lips.
"Oh dear, oh dear." - he moaned, beating himself in the head and trying to come up with something sensible. It looked like thinking wasn't his strong side. Three minutes later, Melany was inside his taxi. The next fifteen minutes passed when they finally got to the hospital.
The journey wasn't over yet, but it was just about to start.
A black crow sat on the hospital room's windowsill, looking for shelter in the December blizzard. Bianca was sitting by her mother's bedside, her eyes full of tears. She was about to turn 18 next week, but instead of joy, she felt petrified. Doctors left no doubt - leukaemia was about to steal their lives.
"Mom, please don't leave me now!", Bianca cried, holding her mother's limp hand.
"We will figure it out! You'll deal with it, like always!"
Melany's pale face remained motionless. Her lips, despite the warm bed, were still navy blue. Five minutes longer in the street would have killed her.
"I'm sorry, my child.", the doctor's words tore her heart apart.
"Your mom is very sick. We wouldn't have known that she was sick if not for the taxi driver. However, her disease is progressing very fast. It's unbelievable how she could have normally functioned so far."
The woman looked at Melany with great admiration. "But now we need a miracle.", she caressed Bianca. The doctor resembled a hangman in her white outfit and a black stethoscope hanging over her neck. "You're almost an adult. I can't lie to you."
Bianca, with reddened eyes full of tears, looked up at her.
"There must be something we could do to save her. Please, say so! Please!", she repeated, begging for hope. Bianca fell to her knees next to her mom.
The doctor turned her eyes away.
"I don't want to give you any illusional hope. But...", she lowered her voice: "There is some medicine. It has not yet been proven fully effective. And it's not even permitted by the Ministry of Health. Only some predictions allow us to believe there is some potential in it. But, my child...", she paused and closed her eyes. "To get it may cost a fortune. Even more, than you can imagine."
Bianca stared at her mother's deprived-of-life face when the crow knocked with his beak on the window. At first, she didn't even notice that, but then it happened again and again.
She got up and came to the window. Then, having the doctor's words resonating in her head, she saw the black bird with some white flakes on its feathers. It observed what was going on inside the room.
Bianca had to wipe her eyes to regain focus. And then their eyes met - at that very moment, she experienced something strange - a picture of her granddad's family crest flashed in her mind, and she finally realised it was also a black crow. It could not be a coincidence.
And it wasn't.
On her birthday, a navy blue envelope with a carved stamp in black resin went through her letterbox. She had come back from the hospital just an hour ago. Melany was still unconscious. The clock was ticking, and her light of life was weakening.
Bianca broke the crow, which sealed the envelope. The paper was solid, and it had very sharp edges. She was exhausted after spending the whole night by her mom's bedside. But the letter completely shocked her. She felt as scared as excited.
With a trembling hand, she took out a stiff sheet of paper. While unfolding the letter, the sharp edge cut her finger.
"Ouch!", Bianca jumped out of pain. She put her finger into her mouth and started to suck the blood. But when she saw the big crow in the middle of the page, she quickly forgot about the cut. The first words of the letter went like this:
Dear Bianca,
today you have already come of age. I have been waiting for this day since you were born to give you a chance to join my family. It involves many privileges as well as duties. The most essential one is to get married to one of the chosen by me candidates.
Bianca couldn't believe her eyes. She felt as if her legs melted under the burden of these words. It looked like the story of her mom repeated itself right then.
The letter continued:
If you agree to my conditions and one of the men becomes your husband, you will become the only heiress to my fortune. But there is no way back. You can only get a divorce at the end of your life. This way, you can save your mother. The needed money for the treatment is within reach of your hand. Just pick your future husband.
The handwritten letter showed a sign that there was no room for negotiation. Bianca couldn't stop her tears. She rubbed her mouth and then felt something metallic on her lips.
Red blood smeared her face. Then, finally, she remembered the finger. A big stain of blood spilt on the letter marking her fate.
She felt like someone wanted to steal from her the most precious thing in a girl's life - the right to love - but at the same time, she would never forgive herself if she dismissed even the slightest chance to save her mom.
Her granddad knew precisely how to play the whole thing out. Especially since Melany was still unconscious and couldn't forbid her to fall into the trap.
However, Bianca would have done it even if Melany had threatened she would stop loving her.
The next day at 6 pm, she was supposed to arrive at her granddad's. There was no time to deliberate about it or even ask for advice. She had to trade off her own life and lock herself up in a golden cage to save her mom's life. That wasn't a fair agreement. It was more like signing a prank with the devil.
Bianca was restless the whole night. Her usually pale cheeks turned red from anxiety. She tried not to think about the incoming meeting. But, her imagination, fueled by fear, broke out the cascade of disturbing images in her mind.
"God! I'm going to marry a complete stranger. How am I supposed to pick the right one?", she shivered with fear, her thoughts louder than thunder.
The clock hanging in the kitchen struck midnight. Bianca heard it clearly in the empty flat. And that meant one thing - it was her birthday. She officially became an adult - a responsible for herself woman.
Before closing her eyes, the clock struck again - one o'clock after that, two and three. She was still wide awake. Every clock bell made her feel like a convict waiting for execution the next day.
Cold wintery air coming from the open window couldn't cool her down. Hot drops of sweat moistened the sheet - by the morning, the whole bed was sunk in Bianca's smell of terror.
The time was passing too quickly, and having no sleep, suddenly she realised that it was already dawning. She couldn't lie anymore, so she got up and sat in the empty kitchen.
Despite the rising sun, everything was still covered in gloom. Bianca saw her mom's coat which she had taken from the hospital. It was all dirty after Melany's fall in the street that night. She washed it and hung it on the chair by the table. The view of the coat completely broke her into tears, and before she noticed, the clock struck again.
"Mom", Bianca cried. "Why did you leave me alone?"
In the response, she heard only silence. How much she would want to be a small girl again and never grow up.
Bianca didn't remember when she left her flat and reached the hospital. Soon the girl found herself in the hospital room. Melany's face was still without any sign of life. Her daughter took her hand and froze like a rock. Time seemed to cease to exist. The following hours Bianca spent like a shadow of herself, yearning for a miracle to happen.
It didn't happen. Instead, the very peculiar and feared moment was about to come.
A black limousine turned up sharp in time at 5.30. Bianca stood in the park next to the fountain. The water sang something like a lullaby to the drowsing dark evening. She wished to be just a part of her bad dream. And there was just half an hour to change her mind.
"Am I able to do it?", Bianca shivered inside. She wanted to run away and finally wake up.
"Miss Bianca?", the driver with a white snow complexion opened the car door.
"I'm doing it for my mom.", she said in her mind. Her heart stopped for a moment.
"Yes, that's me.", Bianca replied silently, turning her head down.
"Please, get in."
The door slammed. The limousine drove off in an unknown to her direction. Unfortunately, that direction meant her fate to be left in the arms of her future husband - a complete stranger.
Her identity was a mystery to allFor she didn't fit into a single moldThe world judged her for her strange waysBut she stood tall, unfazed by their gazeThe whole place, Victor's mansion, looked like a temple. It stretched so distantly that it was hard to tell where the beginning and end were.But you couldn’t overlook the front entrance.A big black crow with spread wings was on the golden door - one wing on the left part, the other one on the right. It made you think it was the entrance to another mysterious world. So visible even at night - the golden light lit it up from the back. It seemed to be burning with vivid flames of eternal destruction. The gate opened, and the very first thing Bianca saw on this dark evening was the door with a burning crow. When the limousine drove on a long driveway, and the gate closed, she felt thirsty, her mouth completely dried out, and something like a scorching heat wave flooded her body. Bianca thought she would turn into steam or smoke, pow
She wondered if her love was the root of her woesIf it was the reason for her unending sorrowsBut deep inside she knew it wasn't soFor love was the only thing that made her glowThe Moon was explicitly bright that night, and despite the late hour, even single trees in the forest growing behind Victor’s mansion could be discerned from a larger distance. It was a full Moon that had a mysterious influence on everything basking in the cold light of the majestic rock. Rapid cracks of dried-out branches broke out the silence. It sounded like an approaching storm. Heavy breathing filled the air from all directions. The echo of the blood-freezing sound was spreading throughout the forest. When the storm-like phenomenon climaxed, complete silence covered the space again. But one place still vibrated from the presence of some wild animals, and that was almost tangible. Muffled growling and sighs floated in the air. At the same time, a cloud obscuring the Moon moved, and when it became cri
She searched for answers in the dark of the night And found solace in the stars' flickering light She knew she was different, but that was okay For her uniqueness was what made her sway "Bianca! Wake up! Can you hear me? Wake up!" Victor shook Bianca while she was screaming on the sofa. She finally opened her eyes, wet from warm tears. "You’ve been having a nightmare!" Victor, clearly alarmed, gave her a tissue. "Here you are. You can wipe your tears." Bianca didn’t know if what she had just experienced was only a dream or not. She felt relieved seeing the light coming from an enormous chandelier which hung from the recessed ceiling. "I wasn’t here for just a couple of minutes. You must be exhausted if you fell asleep so quickly." "Actually…", Bianca said with a weak voice. "I’m not sure if I was sleeping." "What do you mean?" Victor raised his eyebrows in the characteristic of his way, making his nasal holes much bigger. For a second, he resembled a crow. "It wa
Her heart yearned for love once again But she feared it would lead to more pain She realized that love was a gamble she'd take For in the end, it was all that was at stake A helicopter landed on the icy surface of the hospital airport. The wind on the tenth floor of the building was so strong that the pilot had to struggle to stabilise the machine. It was not the yellowish one with a big red cross at the front - it belonged to Victor - all black with a white crow at both sides. Five people got out from the inside of the steel bird and rushed towards the door. A moment later, a cold light lit up Melany’s hospital room. It wasn’t long before four strong men in black suits surrounded her bed. A doctor who brought them into the room plugged out a dozen wires keeping her alive and connected the unconscious body to another medical apparatus. Finally, Melany’s limp
The Crow Woman embraced her identity with pride For it was what set her apart, made her stand out in the tide She knew that love, loss, and identity were intertwined And she'd keep searching until she found what she'd left behind. “Do you wish to have a wedding?” “Wedding?” Samuel scratched his head. “Maybe not now. Bianca needs to get her head around it. I don’t know if she would look happy among all the guests. I suppose we don’t need any unnecessary gossip.” “Good point. You speak wisely, my boy.” Victor patted his shoulder. “We should avoid the extra fuss before Bianca is mature enough to meet our expectations. Instead, let’s take some fake pictures to have something to be devoured by these vultures.” “Vultures? What vultures?” asked Samuel, narrowing his black eyes.
It was already 6 pm when Bianca finally opened her eyes. She touched the bedside table, expecting to find a light switcher - it was completely dark in her room - for a moment, she felt like she was in a grave. Fortunately, it didn’t last too long when she found it, and immediately, light uncovered the space around her. She was surrounded by old-fashioned furniture, making her feel like a princess locked in a tower. Then Bianca noticed something - a glamorous dress laid on the sofa. But it was not the end of surprises as a black envelope with golden stripes shone on top of that dress. An avalanche of disturbing thoughts came down on her. She was scared of the next step in Victor’s mysterious plan. The feeling was even more significant because she knew that it was unavoidable. The dress was all red and it had such a bright and intense colour that it looked more like a living essence than an ordinary fabric. Although she didn’t want it, Bianca immediately realised that she would
Two horizontal light pales cut the forest in half as Bianca drove along the road. The sound of the thud still resonated in her head alongside the view of Victor’s ripped body. Not only that view completely shattered her, but also the smell which back then reached her nose together with steam floating from the still-warm body. She saw and felt it every time she closed her eyes - also there, while she was standing in the darkness among the trees. Bianca couldn’t believe that nearly on the same day, she met his granddad for the first time and lost him forever. Then other reflections appeared in Bianca’s head. Samuel kneeling in front of her and asking for her hand. The beautiful rings shone in the golden light like fabulous pieces of amber found on the shore of the sea. Now lying next to her, on the passenger seat, closed in the fancy navy blue box with silver initials: B&S. But the third ring - Crowolf - she didn’t understand what that was supposed to mean. The green clock on
Nothing looked more Scandinavian than this place. The interior was smart and tasteful, but at the same time, the cold colour on the walls was deprived of any joy. Sitting there, you felt like rocks on the beach caressed by the ocean waves. You could get a taste of the ocean, but it could not put out your thirst. It was more like merciless torture, which was supposed to keep you alive in an endless desire for life. The man sitting by the table looked exactly like one of those rocks. He was like a piece of decoration which perfectly matched this place's atmosphere. A bare firm chest absorbed the light coming from the high ceiling. It wasn’t too muscular, but some crisp force emanated from him - the hidden heart inside pumped blood whose colour did not have to be necessarily red. If not for the black hair grown on his chest, he would look like a boy, not a man. But it was there, giving him a sense of maturity despite the boyhood traits. The cold hue of the man’s skin could not be
Bianca cradled her newborn baby in her arms, feeling a surge of love and relief. She had survived the ordeal of giving birth to a healthy beautiful boy who had three different natures: the human one, crowish and wolfish.But it didn’t matter at that time. Bianca couldn't believe how perfect her baby was. She held him close to her chest, feeling his tiny heartbeat and his warm breath on her skin. She looked at his face, his eyes, his nose, his mouth, and saw a reflection of herself and his father. He was their miracle, their joy, their everything. She smiled and kissed his forehead, whispering words of love and gratitude. She felt a surge of emotion as she realized how much her life had changed at that moment. She was a mother now, and nothing would ever be the same. The world was about to change thanks to her and the werewolf who she picked to be the father.At the same time, the mere thought of what was going to come filled her with fear. Until her baby is not big and strong, there w
A loud bang tore the whole place apart. Melany jerked out of terror and the only thing that occurred in her head was the fear about her daughter.I know this gun. She thought.Victor, who are you shooting at? Her hand was already on the handle. Bianca surely wasn’t asleep anymore. Not after such a long bang. When the door is open, the whole truth will come to light.So, there she was behind the door fighting with herself. With her fear of losing her daughter once and for all, which might happen in two different ways: physical and emotional.Bianca, are you alright? Having seen Patrick’s blood, her imagination went wild, and she already saw Bianca dead lying on the floor.No… I can’t wait any longer! I must see you!And she pushed the handle. The moment it happened, the curtain of mystery dispersed.It was like a big thunder piercing through Bianca’s flesh. Her crow woke up from a deep sleep and spread its wings. She was covered with black, shining feathers, starting from her breast
Bianca tossed and turned in her sleep, trapped in a nightmare. She dreamed that it was her wedding day, and she was walking down the aisle in a beautiful white dress. She looked up and saw Samuel, her fiancé, smiling at her. She felt a surge of love and happiness, until she blinked and saw that Samuel had changed into Michael. She gasped and tried to run away, but it was too late. Michael grabbed her hand and put a ring on her finger, saying "You're mine now, Bianca."She screamed and woke up in another dream. This time, she was in a different wedding dress, and she was marrying Samuel again. She felt relieved and hoped that this was the real one. But as she kissed Samuel, she felt something wrong. She opened her eyes and saw that Samuel had turned into a werewolf, with sharp teeth and claws. He bit her neck and she felt a searing pain. She pushed him away and ran for the door, but it was locked.She cried and woke up in another dream. This time, she was in bed with a werewolf, who wa
Samuel's wolf could sense Bianca's smell all over the tunnel. He could be sure that the crow leading him to her was right. The crow even knew how to open the stone entrance but at some point, when the light completely disappeared deep down in the tunnel, the flying ally disappeared. Samuel didn't notice that until he heard the entrance became closed again. The sound of sliding heavy rock made him realize there was no way back.Was it a trap? His eyes glowed with fear. If the tunnel was closed on the other side, he would be sentenced to death, death of hunger, thirst and perhaps even suffocation.But he had to keep on running, regardless of what was awaiting him at the end.At the same time, another big run was about to take place. Stacy realized his plan didn't prove to be successful, so he knew, there was just one option left for him - to retreat.Being so close to the desirable aim of independence from anyone, made it for him even more regrettable, but Victor would never forgive him
Michael couldn't take his eyes off Bianca's face. She was in a deep sleep after drinking his mixture. He had been sitting by her bedside for hours, holding her hand and looking at the clock which in twelve hours was supposed to strike midnight. When it happens, a special conjugation of stars and the Moon, which takes up the shape of a crow, will open Bianca’s body to an extraordinary thing - the ability to accept wolf’s semen and use it for the creation of a new species.So he sat there alone, completely unaware of what was happening behind his back. He was afraid of just one thing - what if she said no to their act of creation? What will he do if she rejects him?The time to unite their bodies won’t last too long - it is just a window of three hours, between midnight and 3am. Michael wanted to make it as pleasurable as possible for her, but what if she said no?I have no choice. I will have to force her, whatever the cost. The child must be born. He fiddled around with one of the th
The gun fired and its bang tore the whole place apart. Patrick stood still with his hand raised to the ceiling, from which a black feather was falling down in a smooth move, straight to the table. Melany with a terror on her face watched a killed crow lying in front of her. It saved her life.Patrick, pointed the gun at her, instead of firing it at Victor. His hatred towards her was even stronger than his love for money.At the exact moment when Patrick pulled the trigger, another gun fired. It was Victor’s finger with a silver ring which aimed impeccably straight at the middle of his temple. From a small dot, suddenly a streak of blood started coming out, staining the lapels of his suit. His scalp burst into small pieces - the bullet literally smashed his head.Victor survived another death of his. Only Stacy did not foresee the outcome of this attempt at his life.“Look,” Victor put the gun on the table. There was still smoke coming from the gun barrel. “The crow has just saved your
“Are there silver bullets inside your gun? If not, I will take it as an offence.”The man sitting at the table didn’t even care that there was a gun pointed at him.“You’re alive Victor, you old fox. You’ve arranged everything from the start. And managed to involve so many people into your plot.”“And that’s only the beginning, Patrick. There is a great future ahead of us.’’“Ahead of us?” Patrick raised his voice. Finally, he noticed the woman sitting in front of him.“Yes. Ahead of me, Bianca and Melany.”The woman turned around and looked straight into his face. It was Melany - Bianca’s mom who was supposed to be sick with leukemia in hospital.Patrick lowered the gun unwillingly. “You must be kidding me. You have tricked not only me, but first and foremost Bianca! She's gonna hate you even more than me!”Victor smiled wickedly. "Oh, Patrick, you're so behind with everything. In the end, Bianca will thank us for it and that should not be your concern. Melany has always been against
Stacy pushed the handle leading to the golden cabin and ushered Patrick inside.“Just take a seat, Patrick,” the dwarf showed him a dusted chair and locked the door. He didn’t want Michael to hear any of what was just about to be said.He leaned against the door and took a deep breath.“How is it possible that both you and I are so deep in the werewolf’s world…”Stacy cracked his knuckles as Patrick listened, intrigued. The dwarf was the only person around who showed some common sense and was just like him - an ordinary man with no second nature inside.But that was deceptive.“People don’t even realize what world they live in. They are just playing around like kids in the sandpit, not even aware of what is happening to their relatives, daughters and so on. What can even happen to them.”The conversation was not what Patrick expected. He hoped to know something about his money and even though he trusted Stacy more than any other werewolf, he always tried to see the second bottom.Ever
Samuel lay on the floor of the abandoned lighthouse, his breath ragged and his blood staining the leaves. He felt a sharp pain in his side where the sharp claws nearly tore him apart. He knew he had to heal quickly - deep down he felt Bianca needed him.He closed his eyes and focused on his inner wolf, willing his body to regenerate.However, he wasn’t alone.He heard a caw above him and opened one eye. A crow was perched on a rock shelf, staring at him with focus. Samuel growled softly, but the crow didn't seem afraid. It tilted its head and cawed again.“You’re a crow… Just like my wife,” he muttered. Despite the pain taking into parts all his consciousness, an intriguing thought came to his mind.“Do you know where Bianca is? Can you lead me to her?”The crow tilted its head and cawed again, as if understanding his words. There was something in its eyes that could not be overlooked.The crow landed on his chest and started pecking at his wounds. Samuel felt a shooting pain all over