“How can you tell me you never wanted it when you can’t deny that you loved every second of it, my love? Shyne, no one will ever make you feel the way I do, and I’ll spend every moment proving it. Not even time and death can separate us.” Shyne De Leon runs away from her past and her ex-lover by using her family’s power and influence to start a new life far away from her hometown. The memories and promises that her ex has given her made running away more difficult. A few years have passed, and the guilt of what she left behind started to haunt her. Her ex Rian Batista and their past rendezvous began to appear in her dreams more frequently. The dreams became darker, and Shyne started to have ghostly hallucinations of the man she had left. When the torture of her dreams became too much, her family’s money and influence could no longer save her from her own past and mind. As the untold past starts to unfold, will she kiss the truth and embrace her past? Or will she wallow in regret and enter her ex-lover’s offered damnation?
View MoreI opened my eyes, and Brixton was beside me. I stared at Brixton while he looked up at the moon. The moon was so big, and the sky was like a blanket of stars. I loved this kind of view, and I smiled when I saw Brixton shifting his weight to reach for a grape near my hip. "Sly..." I whispered when he softly caressed my hip before pulling his hand back and eating his grape. He just chuckled. "Well, I try to not get caught, babe," he said and fed me the other grape that I gladly ate. We laughed and teased each other while we were sitting on the blanket at the bench in the middle of the night. It was our third anniversary as a couple, and it has been three years since I was finally released from the curse. "I can't believe that after all these years, you're still not allowed to go out with me without a chaperone," he wined when we heard laughter from the cottage in the distance. "You know my sister and my cousins are old maids who have no plan on getting hitched or getting into a rela
"Shyne!" I screamed when I saw that my younger teenage self was about to jump on the cliff."No!" I reached her, and I was able to pull her backwards, and we both fell tot he ground, "Stop it, Shyne! You don't want to do this!" I said with tears forming in my eyes as I sat on her stomach and grabbed her hands so I could pin it to her sides as I used both my legs to lock her legs in place."I'm tired!" She screamed, "I'm tired! I'm tired! I'm tired! I'm tired!" She screamed over and over again as loud as she could while her tears dropped like rain on the sides of her face.My heart began to hurt, and my tears fell on her cheeks as I looked down on her and gave more effort in holding her down with all my force and weight. I felt like there was an iron rod being plunged down my throat and through my heart. It was mortifying to think that this situation is happening, and it's even more unnerving since I know that this is a dream and yet it feels too real."Let go of me! Now!" She screamed
"Shyne, this is not some sort of voodoo thing that you see in the movies. You don't just go and pray the same thing and then you get transported into another dimension or something," The pastors told me, "When we go deeper in prayer, you go deeper in your relationship with God. This won't work unless your sincerity and focus is on point. You need to surrender, and make sure that you are doing this for your desire to grow in faith and be free from your past mistakes." "I understand," I answered, and I gave all of them a smile.” After I had that weird vision last time, I was able to make peace with my past. But I know that it was also some sort of warning for me. I needed to get through this life, and my past was one of the distractions that could hinder me. I realized that though I made peace with Rian in my mind, I needed to make sure that I made peace with him in my spirit and make peace with myself as well." After the vision that I had last time, it was explained to me by the pasto
I opened my eyes and saw that I was at a crossroad again. However, the two dirt roads were very different. Both were roads that served as dirt bridges that led to two similar looking castles. Below was a drop to a dark abyss."Calm down, Shyne," I told myself as I took deep breaths multiple times.I tried to swallow the fear that I felt, and I tried to remind myself that this was all a dream or a vision, or something. Whatever it was, it wasn't real.The chill I felt was more intense than the ones I've felt before. The scenery I was seeing even felt more real than the previous ones I've seen in my nightmares. The left side of the road was wide and inviting, and the right was narrow and looked like it was impossible to cross."Ms. Shyne," I looked up, looked around, and no one was there. I looked behind me, and no one was there either. I looked back at the two roads, and I screamed.Two men stood on either entrance. They weren't there before, but I guess I shouldn't be too shocked. I tr
My phone has been ringing nonstop the entire morning, and with a very annoyed sigh, I decided to wake up from my sleep. I looked at my phone as another missed call was registered on my phone, and I saw that it was Brixton who was calling me. An unexplainable emotion began to claw at the back of my head, and I could feel tears swell up from my eyes. I checked my phone some more, and I saw that it was the fifth time that he called. I guess I was so tired from what happened yesterday that I failed to wake up from the first four rings. As the phone rang again for the sixth time, I took a deep and shaky breath to calm my nerves, and decided to take on the challenge and answered his call. "Hello?" I asked in a more stable voice. I silently smiled a bit at the shaky breath that Brixton took. He probably didn't think that I would actually decide to entertain his calls. "S-Shyne, uhh, hey, how are you?" He asked in an unsure tone, "I have a meeting a few blocks from your school. M-maybe you
"Shyne!" I fell to the ground, and a heavy body was on top of me. I groaned in pain when my head hit the floor a bit hard. "Oh my God!" There were different voices around me, but my eyes were still closed. I knew the voices, but the hit on my head was a bit hard, and I still had tears in my eyes, so I just felt like closing them. The voices were still talking, and I felt someone pull me into a sitting position, and the heavy person on top of me pulled me into a tight hug. I felt the big arms wrap around my shoulder, and my face was pressed on his chest. I hugged him back and I let my tears fall. I cried silently as my tears soaked his shirt. "Shyne, shh..." the guy said, and he gave me one more squeeze before letting me go and holding my face as he wiped my tears. I looked at the guy, and it was James, one of my four best friends in Law School. I looked to my side and I realized that Kimmy, Joyce and Loki were looking at me with worried faces. "Hey," James said, and he slowly help
"So, you're going back to law school, and you won't even be going to tell mom or dad?" Alister asked as the three of us ate dinner.It was the first time in a while that me and my two siblings ate together without any one of us rushing to a meeting or school, or even bickering. We were just calmly eating and making small talk.I looked up at him, and I realized that he was indeed a grown up now. I nodded, and he just raised his eyebrows at me before shrugging and eating some more."You guys are boring," Izzy said as she took another bite of her fried chicken, "I was usually the boring one, but by the look on both your faces, I'd say I'm the most interesting one among the three of us." She said in a bored way.I smiled at her silliness. She was right. Me and Alister used to be the fun and active ones even when our parents were present. Izzy was always the one on the sidelines. However, I guess the family pressure and family business took over and we all just became sort of gray."Sis,"
I blinked, and my dad was no longer there. However, I looked at the door as it broke down and fell to the ground while the furniture I used to block it was harshly pushed to the side. I realized that there were at least five people outside of my room, and the first one inside was my mother. "Shyne!" She ran to me and gave me a bone crushing hug and inspected me. She was saying something, but I couldn't hear or understand her. I felt like I was numb, and I was just sitting up and looking at her while she touched my face, looked at my arms, and I realized that she had tears falling from her eyes and rolling down her cheek. I looked to the side and I saw Perry and Izzy sitting beside me on either side a foot away. It was as if they were stopping themselves from crowding me since my mom was still talking. She was saying things that I didn't understand. I was so sleepy, and I felt like my body was getting weaker and weaker. Black. everything turned black, and I could hear worried screams
My tears fell as I rocked myself back and forth while my mother and father were fighting again outside of my room. I locked myself inside my room, and knocked down one of the shelves to make sure they would not be able to open the door. I closed my eyes as I recalled how much anger was in my dad's eyes. Before he reached me, my mom was able to tackle him to the ground, and in a split second after my mom's eyes and my eyes met, I dashed back to the house and ran quickly in my room. I opened my eyes when a familiar sticky scent engulfed my nostrils. I remembered that scent, and I didn't like what happened everytime that scent was around. It was Rian's scenet mixed with his own scent after we had sex in the past. It was sticky and sweet, and it was as if our bodies were mixed with his body spray. I suppressed my sudden urge to vomit at the thought of his presence appearing again. I took a deep breath and tried to calm myself down. I took deep breaths as the room became colder and colde
"One more drink. Come on, you can't be that weak." I said to my friend as I downed another shot of alcohol from my own glass. "I'll drink that if you say pass, but I'd call you weak for the rest of the year." I watched my friend sway out of drunkenness."You know your father would shoot you dead on the spot if he sees you drunk, Shyne. He'll never forgive his perfect daughter if he finds her messing around with us." My classmate said as he slyly tried to grope one of my best friends, who was a little too drunk for my liking."Keep your hands to yourself, KP. I'll break that faster than you can drink that shot." I said in a playful yet warning tone. He reluctantly removed his hand from my friend's thigh and fixed his own school uniform.We finished drinking just enough to mak
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