JAYDEN ALEXANDER.
Rosaleigh clutched my shirt as I hugged her with all my might. Small whimpers escaped her lips as she tried to shrink further.
We were in Grace's room when Lucy closed the door after Adam and Luke entered. The electric connection went off confirming my suspicions. We were under attack.
I took my phone speed dialing Ralph asking for reinforcements. He informed that he was in his way but I couldn't wait any longer. We had to get out of the house from the underground emergency exit. The sounds of something breaking continued as the snipper kept on shooting blind shots. After a while, silence covered the entire place like a thick blanket of snow.
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LUCILLE The credits rolled in concluding the first film. Small chatters carried on around the living room. Luke had went to get tarts for me. All I needed was a sugar rush to keep me going all night. I peeked inside the kitchen from my spot. Luke was taking extra time. Before I could protest, a shattering shrill caused me to cover my ears. In no time Adam was hovering over me, forcing my head down towards his chest. But the force caused me to fall on my side, near the shattered glass window. A prickling pain shot through my arm as my heart raced at the sight of the gun Adam used to shoot towards the broken glass doors. I turned to look at Grace who was crouched beside sofa, Alex was sheilding Rosaleigh in a careful way while she clung to him like a second skin. In no time shots rung at the ceiling lights, darkness covering over us. Luke too had a gun
THIRD PERSON POV. "Where is my son?" A cord of coughs followed Edward's gravelly roar as he balanced himself on the throne that once once shone with justice and equality. Earlier when one of his female servant had informed Edward about Edgar's return, he was eager to meet his supposed son, but his excitement was thrown into the midden when he noticed Edgar had returned empty handed. Edward had waited for months for this day and all he attained was a cowering Edgar. "Edgar why dont you answer?" Edward seethed once again, before falling into another fit of coughs. Edgar raised his head a little to look at the once high and mighty dictator was left to nothing but an assemble of bones and tissues. Edward had lost considerable amount of weight in the past few months during Edgar was away. The lung cancer was gradually but definitely consuming Edward, culminating his reign over Orbloem. But Edgar was wise enough to not dream about the day of his ascension to Dictatorship until all the
THIRD PERSON POV. The air in the hall was filled with despondency, the walls were screaming of terror, which were once painted with glee and peace. The lights did little to no work beating away the darkness that had settled on the plush walls of the castle which had been Edward's residence for almost two decades. Ruling as one of the most powerful dictators of the time, Edward was loosing interest as nothing excited him anymore. The people of Orbloem didn't cause any ruckus finally accepting their fate and Edward as their Ruler. Edward was running out of excuses to punish the innocents. Everything including sexually traumatizing young girls had lost its essence as a new complication was making its presence prominent in his life. Edward was aging, his life span nearing the inevitable end no mortal could escape. Death. His once energetic bones now creaked and groaned whenever he tried engaging himself in the venereal act. Edward was in a desperate need of an heir as the whispers abou
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JAYDEN ALEXANDER's POV - Its been four years since the last time I met Rosaleigh, my Belle.. since that ill-fated day when I lost my everything.Now I am on my way to board my private jet to States so I meet Belle err... I mean Rosaleigh. It took me a hard time to convince my parents so that I can complete my second graduation in States. They worry about my well being. After a lot of buttering they finally complied but they have their own conditions.It was my wish to get transferd at Spanzerdrilt so I could get closer to Rosaleigh for the sake of the Promise.Getting married before my coronation ceremony is a way to fullfil the promise. As I turned twenty-one last month my coronation is just two year afar. This is Rosaleigh's last year before she goes for a year of internship as a medical practitioner. Besides that I fear what if Rosaleigh falls in love
THIRD PERSON POV. It had been more than five hours since Jayden retired to his cabin. It was already time for the dinner and he still didnt step out of the built in bedroom. So to check on him his father and the Sire of Falcovia King David barged in without a knock but was rooted at the sight front of his eyes. David walked closer to ensure, it was not a dream. He stood near Jayden's bed to find him sound asleep, his lips tugging into a slight smile on his handsome face. Jayden laid peacefully, hugging a pillow to his body as if it was a feminine waist. Its been years, since David saw his only child in such a relaxed state.. precisely four years.
ROSALEIGH ISABELLE'S POV It was the first day of the last semester. Yesterday I'd my first sleepover at Grace's place. Although we didn't booze we were high on sugar. The muffins and tarts Lucy got with her were much more addictive than cocaine. Walking to my class, I met my bestfriends Gracelyn and Lucille. They both were my only friends since we shifted here in Nashville after my accident. We were a group of five but Adam and Luke were more like Gracelyn's friends. According to what I was told we previously lived at New York but due to my poor health the doctors prescribed us to move to a less populated city. And my parents being the most protective that they are, I ended here in Nashville. I am currently months afar to get my degree
ROSALEIGH ISABELLÉIt was half past seven when I stood front of the mirror in my room gazing at my reflection. I had kept my face makeup free cause heavy makeup was the last thing I want on my face. With sublte touch up which consist of my eyeliner, a bit of my compact powder and my favourite pink lipgloss. I pinned my hair in half, leaving the most of it on my shoulders. I matched it with my favourite pair of kitten heel shoes.An unknown excitement builded in my heart to meet my guests when a loud growl of a car engine broke my reverie. So they're finally here. I thought heading down to the living room. Miraculously my house had a make over. I couldn't find any flaws in the set up. Each and everything in my house