Flexy gracefully moved on the pole, her body twisting and stretching with fluidity and strength. The soft glow of the neon lights bathed her in a captivating aura, drawing the attention of the mesmerized audience. But amidst the applause and cheers, her heart yearned for something more – a love she had never known, but had always dreamt of.
In the quiet moments before her performance, memories of her past would often flood her mind. She remembered her teenage years, a time when her heart was innocent and hopeful. Back then, she had been a girl named Felicity, and she had fallen deeply in love with a boy named Alex.
They were inseparable, and their love was like a beacon of light in their small town. They promised each other love for eternity, and Felicity believed in that promise with all her being. But one day, without any warning, Alex vanished from her life, leaving her heartbroken and shattered.
Since then, eve
The lighthouse was about to become a place of brotherhood battle. Everything ceased to move - there was only Dean and his dark reflection - Dervel. The once unbreakable bond that tied them together was now severed by darkness that consumed Dervel's heart.Dean's eyes held a glimmer of hope, a desperate plea for his brother to return to the light. "Dervel, please, we don't have to do this. I don't want to fight you."Dervel's lips curled into a wicked grin, his voice laced with malice. "Oh, but we do, dear brother. You see, I've embraced my true nature, the darkness that runs in our blood. And I won't stop until I prove I'm the strongest."With a growl, Dervel lunged at Dean, his claws slashing through the air. Dean dodged with agility, his heart heavy with sorrow for what his brother had become. He didn't want to hurt him, but he couldn't let Dervel continue down this path of destruction as well as for him and everybody
Felicity stood at the edge of the bustling park, her heart pounding like a herd of galloping horses. She had always been a bit reserved, preferring the comfort of her books and art to the noise of the outside world. But something about this place felt different that day, as if an unseen force was drawing her to it.That's when she saw him - a boy with mesmerizing blue eyes and a smile that seemed to light up the whole park. His name was Alex, and from the moment their eyes met, Felicita felt an inexplicable connection, as if he was a missing particle of her soul.“Have you ever tried climbing up a tree?” he asked out of the blue, looking at the highest tree in the area. “You don’t like big crowds, so up there we will be alone.”Felicity followed his look but she wasn’t sure if he was serious. How could she climb such a high tree in the case she had never done it before?
In the eerie stillness of the abandoned lighthouse, two separate worlds fell apart - Dean sat with a heavy heart in the puddle of Dervel’s blood and Michael, completely powerless, faced with another irrevertible loss in his life.The lighthouse trembled with the intensity of the double fall. The echo reached every single stone that made the building, together with savage Dervel’s growl and cry of despair coming from Michael’s lungs.The blood dripped from the dead bodies - Dervel’s head was split after hitting a sharp protruding blade, which, to his misfortune, happened to be at the place of his fall. Dean was breathing heavily, he looked at his brother with a heavy heart, trying to understand what had just happened. But the blood could not lie - Dervel’s reign of evil really came to an end.At the same time, Michael had his eyes fixed on a different view. The cage was left intact, all the bars were not even scratched but Jasmine, inside it, did not show any signs of life. Her neck wa
In a cozy corner of the local tavern, Stacy, with a beard touching the surface of the table, sat with Jenn, excited, wide-awake and with all sorts of emotions painted on his dwarfish face. The events of the lighthouse had left a mark on him and he still could not believe, what had just happened.Stacy took a deep swig from his tankard of ale before he began recounting the harrowing tale. "Aye, Jenn, it was a night of terror and sorrow in that forsaken lighthouse. We thought we were going there to put an end to Dervel's reign of evil, but little did we know the price we'd have to pay."Jenn nodded, her eyes filled with bewilderment. "Jasmine had to pay for her dad’s sins but Blaze? Michael must be shattered.""Aye, he is," Stacy sighed heavily. "Dervel was a vile creature, no doubt about it. He had done terrible things, and I knew we had to stop him. But seeing Michael's heartbreak and witnessing Blaze's sacrifice, it's something that will haunt me for a long time."“You don’t have to
The wind that evening was completely soundless, it slipped on the tightly glassed window like a ballerina on the ice rink. The water in the kettle started to boil but Melany had forgotten to put on a whistle and the steam quickly covered the cupboards with fat drops of hot water.It did not catch Melany’s attention as she sat down with Bianca in their tiny so-called living room. Melany’s heart was heavy with the weight of the truth she had kept hidden for so long. But it couldn’t be the case any longer - Bianca, a young woman full of curiosity and determination, had been asking questions about her father, Patrick, and Melany knew it was time to reveal the painful past."Bianca, I know you've been wondering about your father," Melany began, her voice gentle yet apprehensive. "And I think it's time I told you the truth."Bianca looked at her mother with a mix of curiosity and concern. "What do you mean, M
In the unsettling depths of a busy building which resembled a hospital with many strangers walking up and down, closing and opening the door, Jenn found herself trapped within one of the corridors. The surroundings were distorted and twisted, like a painting gone wrong. She stood in the middle of a busy path crossed by dozens of ordinary people as well as doctors and nurses in white aprons. The whole architecture of this place was eerily exaggerated, with towering spires and grotesque carvings that seemed to writhe and contort.The air was heavy with an oppressive silence despite the crowd around, and a cold breeze rustled through the corridor, carrying whispers of fear. The building's windows were vast, resembling eyes that stared down at her with a malevolent gaze. Jenn's heart raced as she realized she was lost in this dreadful place. She didn’t know why she was there, where to look for the exit or, what’s more, why she was naked.She didn’t realize it straight away - she discovere
They all gathered under a big tree with its branches spreading widely like an open palm of a giant. The cold light of the moon made them all visible - clear silhouettes stood out in the cold moonlight. Dean was towering over them all. However, one thing had to be concealed - his true name. From now on, he was Dervel.Dean stood in the center, his heart heavy with grief, his senses acutely aware of every rustle in the underbrush. He had to play the role well, otherwise the whole intricate plan would fall apart.[five hours before]I need love. I need love! - Dean screamed into the open sky, feeling so lonely like never before. His anguished cry tore through the stillness, a raw and desperate plea that seemed to echo through the very fabric of the universe. With each breath, his chest heaved, and his golden eyes shimmered with unshed tears.He was already a full-grown, mature man realizing that the lack of a mate was the heaviest burden he had to carry. Now, having lost his brother, he
Bianca’s eyes had no fear, the first time in her life she felt so powerful. She was all covered with hard metal feathers except for her face, which had all the beauty of a young lady. She had never seen Jenn before but the lawyer knew exactly who she was.Not even a second longer could Jenn stand her look, she hated her even more for all who she was - perfect and powerful.“Who are you?” asked Bianca, piercing her through like a dagger. “And what are you doing here?”“Stay away from me!” Jenn screamed out of fear - the hatred itself didn’t make her brave enough to withstand her look - she was scared that somehow Bianca knew she wanted to steal her husband away.Bianca instead took a step closer, her movements deliberate and measured, as if sensing the fragile nature of the moment. Jenn's fingers clenched into fists, her knuckles turning white as she struggled to contain the tempest of fear raging within her.“Are you going to kill me?” she asked, prepared for the worst.“If only you g