Kyliena.
The night was cool, the silence it brought seemed to swallow this side of the world whole. The sort that flaunted the millions of stars in the sky like diamonds floating in a sea of deep blue.
Shoving my hands into the pockets of my ripped jeans, I stepped out of my grandparent’s house into the night.
Again I was leaving the house without saying a word to my grandparents who were sound asleep in their beds.
It has been a week since that boy that looks so much like Niklaus carried me out from deep within the forest.
He saved my life. If he hadn’t gotten m
Kyliena. “Rosie!” I could hear the sound of my middle name being shouted but as I turned around and tried to pinpoint where it was coming from, I couldn’t see anything. All I could see were students lingering around the halls as they waited for the bell to ring. “Rosie!” I stood up on the tips of my toes, straining my neck out to try to see above the heads of everyone around me. I didn’t know how someone in this town knew me besides Ethan and the voice was definitely not his voice. I didn’t know anyone in this town, and it kind of creeped me out that the person was shouting my middle name nickname. But then again the person was trying to get the attention of their friend who has tha
Kyliena. “Ow, why the fuck did you do that! I was trying to be nice and walk her home, but that bitch kept saying no, and that she has a boyfriend.” “I saw the whole thing mate,” I could see the rage in Ethan’s eyes as he got all up in the guy’s face. “I’ll kill you, remember that.” The guy just ran off holding his bleeding broken nose. I sigh. “I had it under control.” I start walking again, Ethan quick on my heels. “Didn’t say you didn’t. Sorry? I didn’t like what I saw him do.” he spoke as he was looking at his knuckles. “Thank you.” We both continued to walk down the street un
Back when everything was normal and humans weren’t about to become extinct, you never had a say to who you married. Luckily for me, I got to choose between the two oldest Basileus brothers, Rasmus and Niklaus. I ended up choosing their youngest brother Ethan in the end since I fell deeply in love with him—but he wasn’t an option and he didn’t love me; and with Rasmus being in love with one of the few beautiful ladies in the village. My only option was Niklaus. The day we were supposed to wed, Noah, the Basileus’s uncle, did something to Niklaus which caused the wedding to be postponed… A few centuries later. A
Kyliena. Of course. I had the luck to catch the laziest taxi driver ever. The slightly grumpy old man who hadn’t said a word through the whole drive, intently listening to a song that came on the radio. I flinched when a raindrop hit my head as soon as I got out of the taxi. Looking up and blinking a few times. Sure, as soon as I got here I just needed to start raining. It didn’t feel like a good sign for someone who had just moved to another town; glancing up at the clouded dark gray sky once more, I turned around and walked to the rear of the parked taxi. The grumpy old man was oblivious to my struggle of trying to heave the two big heavy suitcases out of the trunk.
Kyliena. It was an early morning on a freezing October morning, Halloween was just around the corner. I had woken up to the gentle pitter patters of the rain on the roof of the place I now called home. I had swiftly gotten myself up and bathed then dressed before taking a seat at the windowsill. I opened my favorite book of all time, The Princess Bride by William Goldman. I just love his work…even though I’ve never experienced love like that. My ex boyfriend Blake has an ego too large to let himself be completely consumed with loving someone other than himself. It’s okay. I still loved him and enjoyed his company. He made me laugh. And of course, I love my dad and he loves me dearl
Kyliena. A handful of nights had passed since finding this very strange rose quartz and I was growing ever curious as to how it had gotten into the running stream—and how the water was very warm and how it quickly became freezing cold after I had removed this stone. Although the forest in which I now lived right next to was secluded I was no stranger to the occasional visitor who was walking with their pet or exploring the land, it was a possibility that someone had simply lost it and that is how it came to be…but it had a strange feeling that this was not the case. —Alas I did not have the time to dwell on the matter as this evening was special, it was a full moon, and I wanted to see the moon as I looked up at the sky while I stood in the small clearing in the woods. I may not believe in the kind of magic that is told in bo
Kyliena. I mentally hissed in pain as my head throbbed in pain, it feels as if a hormonal teenager is slamming a door in anger within my head continuously. My eyelids are still closed, I’m afraid that if I open them I’ll bring my head into more pain. Where am I? All I remember is falling, footsteps, and a voice mumbling. I took a few deep breaths and found some strength within me. I felt my fingers twitch and my hand followed. I brought my arms from my sides and up towards my head, and with all the strength I had I pushed myself off of the floor. Once I was sitting up I took a few moments to rub my head and slowly open my eyes. It was dark but not so much that I couldn’t make out my surroundings. The floor was stone and dusty from centuries worth of dirt and filth. My eyes
Kyliena. I thought one had to die to enter purgatory…not to simply fall—and I definitely wasn’t dead...Or at least I didn’t believe I had died. “Your purgatory? What do you mean I am in your purgatory? I am not dead…am I?” I stuttered out trying to keep the confidence in my voice, how convincing it was I shall not ever know but the stranger didn’t seem to ridicule my voice portrayed. The stranger didn’t reply waiting for me to answer his question, I guessed that he would not continue or answer any of my questions till I had answered his—I was in no position to not reply to every question he would give, it was me behind bars and he seemed to be my hope to get out of here. It would be wise to stay on good terms with this stranger. I th
Kyliena. “Ow, why the fuck did you do that! I was trying to be nice and walk her home, but that bitch kept saying no, and that she has a boyfriend.” “I saw the whole thing mate,” I could see the rage in Ethan’s eyes as he got all up in the guy’s face. “I’ll kill you, remember that.” The guy just ran off holding his bleeding broken nose. I sigh. “I had it under control.” I start walking again, Ethan quick on my heels. “Didn’t say you didn’t. Sorry? I didn’t like what I saw him do.” he spoke as he was looking at his knuckles. “Thank you.” We both continued to walk down the street un
Kyliena. “Rosie!” I could hear the sound of my middle name being shouted but as I turned around and tried to pinpoint where it was coming from, I couldn’t see anything. All I could see were students lingering around the halls as they waited for the bell to ring. “Rosie!” I stood up on the tips of my toes, straining my neck out to try to see above the heads of everyone around me. I didn’t know how someone in this town knew me besides Ethan and the voice was definitely not his voice. I didn’t know anyone in this town, and it kind of creeped me out that the person was shouting my middle name nickname. But then again the person was trying to get the attention of their friend who has tha
Kyliena. The night was cool, the silence it brought seemed to swallow this side of the world whole. The sort that flaunted the millions of stars in the sky like diamonds floating in a sea of deep blue. Shoving my hands into the pockets of my ripped jeans, I stepped out of my grandparent’s house into the night. Again I was leaving the house without saying a word to my grandparents who were sound asleep in their beds. It has been a week since that boy that looks so much like Niklaus carried me out from deep within the forest. He saved my life. If he hadn’t gotten m
The boy with the jade-colored eyes. When a rare taxi cab showed up just outside my tattoo parlor, it took me aback a little. It was a rare event that a taxi driver would drive to this small fishing town. Visitors weren’t usually a thing here in North Cove, the town’s folklore scared everyone off. I did recognize the taxi driver, he was a bitter old man that just wanted to do the bare minimum to earn his wages. When a taxi did show up it was always him—him with the same lazy attitude. Oh, and not to mention my grandmother paid me a visit last night. All she wanted to pop in just to say that my eldest brother was to marry before the new year and shortly after I’ll become an uncle. Not an I’ve missed you, or an I
Kyliena.2190 hours. 91 days. 3 months.Time…time is a crazy thing. I’ve been here for this long, and no matter how I look at it. Its only been a mere 36 and a half hours in my realm…My grandparents must be very worried as to how I just could disappear into thin air without a trace as to where I went.I needed to go back.I want to go back; needed to even though this place with Niklaus was feeling more and more like home..like where I’m supposed to be here.But my heart and soul didn’t want to stay here. It didn’t belong here.
Ambrogio.When Niklaus came to me that day, informing me of a mortal in the realm, I didn’t think anything of it.The mortal had fallen down an ancient portal that I had not closed, I used to use it so I could roam the human world at nightfall. I had no intention of closing it.Only she had found the portal and no other so I was not worried about others finding the entrance. I had covered its path well in deep foliage in the deepest, darkest part of the first; legends were told about the creatures of the night that lurked there, so no human had been brave enough to enter it.I told Niklaus to see to it that she was handled with care, she had done nothing wrong but we could not just let her go for she now knew too much.If it w
Kyliena.A week had passed and I had not seen Ambrogio since meeting him after dinner. I was still puzzled about Niklaus and Ambrogio's standoff behavior but I did not question it as it was not my place.I had, however, come to the realization that by Ambrogio being Niklaus’ uncle and Aphrodite being his grandmother…Niklaus’ father was most likely Zeus. It now registered in my mind and made complete sense about Niklaus being the universe's biggest flirt, his dad was a seasoned player and I gather that he was brought up to think the same way.It was late in the evening and Niklaus and I was chilling in his room watching movies, he was a good friend to have and kept me in a state of side-splitting laughter. It was a Sunday evening and Niklaus had the weekend off from doing whatever he was in charge of. We
Kyliena.I couldn’t believe that this strange Niklaus person’s grandmother is Aphroditi. I laughed lightly and shook my head, the pair did indeed have a resemblance. They both had shockingly beautiful rich golden eyes and porcelain skin.“Your grandmother is beautiful…Perhaps even more so than you.” I laughed and paused taking a peek at his expression.Niklaus honestly thought that he was God's gift and could not fathom being anything less than perfection, “careful, I know where the food is and you still don’t know your way around this palace. If you tease me too much I may just forget to feed you.” He spoke with mocks of anger and seriousness.We walked through various hallways as we spoke, “It's a good thing I
Kyliena.A woman entered the room with a tray of what seemed to be tea and a grim look on her face. Despite her expression, her beauty was so otherworldly that I felt immensely inferior and sank back into my chair a little bit.The woman swiftly entered the room placing the tray of tea on the table between Niklaus and I sat, she then so effortlessly took a seat right next to him, giving him a quick glare before turning to me and smiling sweetly. “Oh, you’re just as gorgeous as you were when you were just a wee little baby, perhaps even more!” Her eyes shone as if she was pleased with herself.I was of course confused as to how she knew of me and why these people could see some sort of beauty in me when I could not.