LEYLA'S POV:-
After a long and busy week, it was finally the weekend. I went back home thinking that finally I could have some "me" time. I had planned my whole weekend. To have a full body massage and go out with my friends on Saturday night. Then we would go to my beach house and spend the whole day there. I had asked all my friends. And I was lucky that they were all free on that weekend. How perfect! That's what you might be thinking. But perfection is not something I get in my life.
My life surprises me with shocks, twists and even with accidents. Let's not forget about the extra spices of my life, ghosts. Because of my powers, I was known as the ghost hunter of Brooklyn. People would call me and ask me to help them get rid of the ghosts in their houses. It was the reason I was the number one weirdo of Brooklyn. It was a long time ago when I gave up on the idea of getting a man in my life. Men want perfectly sexy models in their lives. They can't think of having a ghost hunter in their lives.
I stepped into the mansion and gulped hard. Usually, our mansion would be empty from friday night till sunday night. But if it is not, it means we are actually having a party at our mansion. Empty mansion means no extra lights on. No people running around. And especially I would not see the pretty face of my mother. Which was just brilliant. Because the moment I stepped into the mansion, I saw my mother yelling at one poor servant who might have broken one of her favorite serving platters. I rolled my eyes as I was not looking forward to having a party at home. I was thinking about popcorn, ice cream and some Netflix.
I went straight towards the kitchen and grabbed a few things from the fridge. I grabbed my leftover pizza. I grabbed an ice cream box. And some chocolates I had bought that last time I went for groceries. I was about to set my pizza in the oven to heat it up. My mom came from behind and threw my pizza in the trash. "What is wrong with you? You threw my pizza. What will I eat tonight?" I asked my mom in a low tone. I was trying to contain my anger. She had a habit of throwing food and I just hated people who threw food.
"You are going to have what we are going to have. Go upstairs. I have already chosen an outfit for you. Shower and make sure you are cleaned. Change your clothes. Put on some makeup. Allara will do your hair. You have to be at your best tonight." She told me and I rolled my eyes at her. I grabbed my ice cream and went towards the stairs without answering my mom. I knew she would look for any way to argue with me. And after a hectic week with my dad in his office, I was not in the mood to have an argument with my mom.
"Leyla! Young lady, if you are not downstairs in an hour, I will become the phantom mother again. Tonight's party is for you and you have to attend it. I am not going to hear any excuses. Bath, change, get ready and be here." My mom said sternly. An angry pout appeared on my face as I gave my chocolates and ice cream to my brother and went to my bedroom. I had no other choice but to do exactly as I was asked to do. I did not want to see her phantom side. It was what she called herself whenever she was being an angry mom.
After a long bath, I went to the closet only to find a sexy and revealing dress set in my closet. My jaw hit the floor as I saw the dress. It was a blue velvet dress. It had a turtleneck collar and a deep v neck cut in the middle to show my cleavage. And it was backless. Both front and back were pretty revealing. It looked tight. Plus, it had a thigh cut on the left side. It was a long dress, but hell it was way too revealing for someone like me who likes to wear something simple like jeans shirts with coats. I never liked to reveal my body. Not that I did not have a good body. I had a pretty curvy body.
"Oh I can almost hear your thoughts, sweety. You have to wear this one. If I saw you in your stupid jeans and shirts, or if you even thought about wearing those tuxedos you wear every single time in my parties, I swear on your father's head, I am going to burn your whole closet down.. don't even think about it." My mother spoke from behind and I growled in anger. She was behaving as if the president of the USA was about to visit our mansion that night. Or maybe a king.
"What is up with you tonight? Geez! You are acting like you are about to have a chance to get rid of me." I growled at her and went to change my clothes. I could hear her chuckling evilly as she walked out of the closet.
"Wear the laced underwear. I don't want you wearing anything boring tonight. I have set your underwear with your clothes too. I am sending Allara to help you with your hair." She spoke from outside and I screamed loudly. I hated times like these when my mom would boss me. Especially to wear something sexy.
I went towards the door of the closet and poked my head out. "You will not ask anyone to do my hair. I hate when people touch my hair. I can do my hair myself. Thank you very much." I growled at her then went back in. I was making disgusted faces but I had no choice but to wear those clothes. Revealing clothes and laced underwear, I was hell sure that there would be some rich guys at the party. Or my mom would not have even asked me to attend the party. That kind of treatment I get when there would be rich guys at the party. And I just knew how to make them run away.
All I needed to do was to tell them that I could see ghosts. And tell them that I was a ghost hunter. That always does the thing to make them run away. "Make a bun or side braids are allowed. If you just curl them like last time, I will break your curler." She yelled from outside. Of course she knew all my tricks. That was one of the tricks of mine to hide my revealing back. But she looked officially pissed. So I did not have much choice but to do as she was asking me to do. I did not want to bear the phantom mom. Not at least when I had plans for the weekend. I needed the keys for the beach house. And only my mom had the keys.
LEYLA'S POV:-I was standing by the balcony. The party was pretty crazy. People were everywhere. As I was already tired, I decided to give myself a break. My cheeks were hurting due to constant smiling and pretending to be a nice lady. I was not a lady anymore. But who would tell my mom? She actually still thought that I was a virgin. Well, not exactly. Even though I was never in any relationships. But I was sexy and I knew it. Because of that, I have had almost all the guys after me since high school. Everyone wanted to date me until they knew what a freak I really was.I still remember who was my first, though. Well, it was kinda revenge over a girl in high school. Her name was Darcy. She liked the football captain of our high school, Damian And he was into me. Weeks before prom, he asked me. And I said yes. Who would not. He was actually the most handsome guy. He was a dream guy. He was good at st
KURT'S POV:-As she left to bring me wine, I stood up and looked around. I went towards her study table. There was a diary set on the table. I smiled as I picked up the diary. I went towards the bed and sat down on its edge. I opened her diary and started reading it. To be honest, I was hoping to know more about her. As she looked very mysterious to me. She was different, there was no doubt. And I wanted to solve that mystery.But to my surprise, the diary contained no information about her and her personal life. Instead it had something very odd. I could see some geometrical shapes. Some odd shapes too. Some drawings. There were some things written in the diary but I could not read them. As they were written in some other languages. There were some pictures attached in some pages. And the details were written about those pictures.She named them as demonic power sp
KURT'S POV:-After hearing her response, I tried to come up with a response but I was speechless. She was right. Her mom told me proudly that her son was gay. Then why would she try to push her daughter to have a straight relationship. If she was really a supportive mother like she had told me, she would never push her daughter to have something she did not want. I looked into her eyes and I literally saw pain in her eyes. She was hurt because of my words."Hey!" I whispered as I went closer to her. I wrapped my arms around her and pulled her closer to my chest. I was just trying to make my point. I did not mean to hurt her feelings."Shhh… you don't have to cry. I am so sorry, Sugarplum. I did not mean to hurt your feelings. If you don't like men, just tell your mom. So she would not push you to like someone you just don't feel to be with." I w
LEYLA'S POV:- I stepped out of the bathroom and went towards the closet. I was looking for something nice and comfortable for me. I pulled out skinny blue jeans and paired it with a black tank top and red and black check shirt. I quickly wore my clothes and dried my hair with the drier. Once I was done, I applied eyeliner and lipgloss. As I did not need makeup, I hardly wore any makeup. I wore my black boots and sprayed perfume on my body. Once I was ready, I grabbed my back and stepped out of my bedroom. I went downstairs. As I entered the kitchen, my mom smiled widely. She came to me to hug me. But instead of that, I ducked and walked towards the fridge. I grabbed the bottle of milk and poured it in a glass. With that, I grabbed an apple and took my seat towards the mini dining table in the kitchen. "Leyla! Your mom was trying to hug you. And you just ignored he
LEYLA'S POV:-After a crazy weekend with Kurt and his friends and my friends, we came back home. Kurt dropped me back with a promise to take me to Oregon next weekend. He decided we had to go to Oregon for our first date. It was Monday again. I could not believe how fast the week went. And the weekend was faster. I was in my office when my phone started ringing. I looked at the screen then gave my father a pleading look. Dad smiled then signalled me to take it. I grabbed my phone and stepped out of dad's office.I walked towards the meeting hall and picked up the call. "Took you long enough. What were you doing? Why did you pick up my call this late, Leyla" I was bombarded with questions as soon as I picked up the call. An annoyed look appeared on my face as I heard his stupid questions."I don't remember that we were in a relationship. And becau
LEYLA'S POV:-I was sitting on the beach, looking at the calmed weave of the sea. I closed my eyes and took a deep breath. "You look comfortable." I smiled widely as I heard Kurt's voice. He sat down beside me, hugging his knees. Just the way I was sitting. I turned my head towards him and winked at him."The real question is, why did you bring me here? Because, last I remember, you said we will be in Oregon for our next date. But we are at the beach in New York City." I asked him in a dramatic tone that made him chuckle.He laid down on the sand with one of his hands under his head. He opened the second arm for me. I smiled shyly then laid down with him. My head was on his chest as he wrapped his arm around me. "Well, you have been pretty disturbed lately. You talk to me but I started to realize that your head was mostly so
LEYLA'S POV:-We were standing in a mall. I had no idea why Kurt brought me to a mall. And when I asked him, he shushed me saying that he is the boss for now. I rolled my eyes at his dramatic acts but I could not help myself. He was cute and I started to like spending time with him. I did not say another word to him after that. He bought us ice cream. Then he made me sit on a bench and went away. And I was waiting for him, while finishing his and my ice cream. Well, I was hungry and angry. And ice cream was perfect in both scenarios.After almost twenty minutes, he came back. By then, I had finished both of our ice cream. He had a mischievous smirk on his face. I bit my lower lip with a guilty look on my face. "Sorry. I was hungry and angry and your ice cream was more delicious than mine. So I could not stop myself." I said with a guilty pout on my face. Seeing my pout, he laughed out l
LEYLA'S POV:-Once Kurt was gone, I went towards the house. The guard nodded his head at me. I walked towards him. "Did you bring the money?" The guard asked me in an excited tone. I nodded my head as I opened my purse and pulled an envelope out of my purse."Here you go. As promised. Sixty grand. Now, are you sure everything is under control?" Because once I get in, you can't get me out until I am done." I asked him in a curious tone. He opened the envelope and started counting the money. He nodded his head as he heard my question."Yes! It's fine and I have turned off all the cameras until you are done. Nobody will come back until two days later. There is something they are preparing to bring here after two days. Just go inside and get done with everything." He replied to me in a confident tone that made me roll my eyes at his non serio
THIRD PERSON'S POV:-Leyla was sitting with her family. Her mother was crying while she wrapped her arms around her son. Hudson also became a part of that family. Her father had one of his arms wrapped around Leyla. She was happy that finally her family was together. Leyla's parents were helping Hudson to recover from that night. It was hard. But with all the love he was receiving from the Summers family, he was recovering pretty fast. Leyla stood up and walked towards Aleck. "Mom, let him be. He just got back. Aleck, let me introduce you to Hudson. He also lives with us. I would be very happy if you helped him recover from his dark past." Leyla introduced Hudson to Aleck.Aleck turned to look at the cutest little boy sitting across the table. He was sitting with his father. As Hudson looked at Aleck, his cheeks turned pink. "He is part of this family. I was waiting
THIRD PERSON'S POV:-Lucian was on the ground with angry tears in his eyes. This was the very first time he had his head narrowed in shame in front of his father. Because he had failed to do what his father asked him to do. I am sorry, father. I have failed you. I am ashamed of myself." Lucian said in a low tone while staring at the dusty ground. He felt lower than the dusty ground itself."Rise, my son." Lucian heard his father and quickly stood up. His head was still narrowed in shame. Lucifer was not expecting his son to be defeated by that once Spiritual he had known about. Perhaps, the future he foresaw was absolutely right. It was that one woman that was standing between Lucifer and this world."I know you feel ashamed. But that's okay. Satan did his job before he died. He couldn't tell me much. But
LUCIAN'S POV:-Once all the sacrifices were done, all the blood was sent towards the six other seeds of evil. But they were not enough for all of the seeds. We needed more blood. Samira walked up to me and wrapped her arms around me. "It was done pretty well. I was thinking about all the things that could ruin our plan for tonight." She spoke in a low tone. I chuckled as I heard her. I grabbed her hands and pulled her in front of me. I cupped her face and leaned in. She held her breath as I captured her lips in a passion kiss. After a while, I pulled away and pecked her forehead. Every time I kissed her, her cheeks turned pink.I grabbed her hand and walked towards Seth, an incubus working with us. "My work is done here. I am going back home. Franklin is still not here. Inform me whenever he comes. He will not be alone. He will be with Satan. As it was the night he was sup
THIRD PERSON'S POV:-Satan pointed his sword at Leyla with a winning grin on his face. The dark souls wrapped around the blade made Leyla shiver. "Calm your heart. Those souls were too dark. And they exchanged their lives for their earthly desires. That's what they get when the humans run after their earthly desires. Their obsessions take them to hell." A voice ringed in her head. Her heart suddenly felt at ease as she heard that voice in her head. She didn't need anyone to confirm that it was her guardian angel. Leyla sighed in relief. Knowing that he was around, she felt safe. Satan ran towards Leyla and Kurt. Leyla was fast to duck. She sat down on the ground and kicked the back of his knee hard.Satan stumbled on his steps. Kurt took the opportunity to his advantage and punched Satan in the face. Satan fell on the ground with a loud thud. Th
THIRD PERSON'S POV:-The moon was finally back on its own silver shade. The blood moon was over. Satan took a deep breath and a smirk appeared on his face. "Free at last. It will not take longer for you as well my brothers. Tonight, you will get what you want. Your powers will be free. And you will also be able to step into this world they have known as the piece of heaven." Satan spoke to himself as he breathed in the fresh air of the planet. It made him happy to look around. That place was not extremely hot or extremely cold like heaven. He just wanted to feel all that on his own. The magic of this world all the demons talked about.Smirking mischievously, Satan walked towards the palace he was told about. It was the first place he was about to collect all those sacrificed blood from. He couldn't wait to be united with his brothers again. Satan stepped into the palace an
THIRD PERSON'S POV:-Selvi pulled away from Leyla. She had a confused frown on her face. She had this feeling inside her chest that she might have known Leyla. But she just couldn't remember Leyla. It was not her fault as well. Until Leyla stayed by Selvi's side, Selvi was unconscious. It took her months to recover mentally from the wounds her step family had given her. They were not physical wounds. And they were not visible to the eyes of the world. But Leyla had seen those wounds. And she knew that Selvi's wounds were bleeding. To help her heal and grow up to be a better person, Leyla left Selvi at an orphanage. Leyla thought that being with people of her age, Selvi would grow up to be a better person.But she never left Selvi alone. She visited Selvi until she got adopted. Leyla never knew that it was Franklin who had adopted Selvi. "Was it
THIRD PERSON'S POV:-The woman came out of the car and went towards Leyla. She knelt down on the ground in front of Leyla. "Now you see her pain. Have you thought about your daughter once when you took her away from her father? Have you thought once about her when she used to complain to you about your husband? What kind of a selfish bitch you really were? How could you do this to your own daughter?" Leyla yelled at the woman angrily. She was pacing back and forth like a maniac. She wanted to calm herself down. But there was nothing that could calm her down at that moment. She could never imagine the pain that girl might be in. Leyla was suddenly restless.The woman narrowed her head as she heard Leyla yelling at her. She already knew that Leyla was right. She was indeed a selfish bitch. "I know I am a selfish bitch. And I never deserved to be her mothe
THIRD PERSON'S POV:-FIVE YEARS AGO:-Leyla was driving back home after a busy day. She had been with her father all day. It was way past midnight. And Leyla hadn't had any sleep. She felt tired and she was hungry. She couldn't wait to go back home. The signal light turned green. Leyla started driving. Suddenly, a woman appeared in front of her car out of nowhere. Leyla hit the brakes of her car. Before the car would have hit the woman, she suddenly disappeared. Leyla sighed in relief as she was sure that a spirit might be messing up with her. She looked around and jumped as she found that same woman sitting on the passenger side seat in her car. Leyla was not in the mood to be messed with at that time.She looked at the spirit and sighed. The woman was constantly crying. Leyla knew that she
THIRD PERSON'S POV:-Leyla went back upstairs and went straight towards the main hall. She looked around and sighed in relief. All the demon's were dead. With the help of her power, she collected the blood of all the creatures they had killed that night, and safely poured it into the drums that were waiting to be filled with the blood of the humans. Kurt walked towards Leyla with a confused frown on his face. He didn't understand the reason behind Leyla's act. "What are you doing? Why are you filling the drums with blood?" Kurt asked in a low tone. But Leyla didn't stop. She had heard Franklin's last words. And she knew she had to be ready. Once she was done with the task, she turned around and bowed in front of Kurt."I think this fight is not over. Franklin said while dying that the first seed of evil is one his way here. We need to be ready.