I stared into darkness.
I opened my eyes and then closed them. Everything was same.Dark.Pitch black.Everything was dark.I took few steps forward, moving my hands in front of me to feel anything. But....Nothing.My body was Shivering from coldness around me, my bare feet crunching dried leaves under me. How did I knew there were dried leaves? From the sound when my feet made contact with them.Was it okay to admit that I was scared.I was terrified. I didm't even knew how I got here in the first place, I just wanted to get out of here as soon as possible. This place was scaring me. Something was wrong with this place.With this thought I frantically moved my hands for any support but couldn't find anything.Out of blue, a beam of light penetrated through darkness. I sighed in relief.Now I could make it out of here. I could see tall trees standing proudly around me, dThe instant he dropped me on bed, I crawled back to get away from him. "I'm not sure where do you think you are going." He chuckled dry-ly and it send shivers down my spine. As I reached the end of bed, he abruptly pulled my ankle back and pinned me down with his body. I was completely at his mercy as I was laying on my front and his chest tightly pressed against my back. I couldn't move at all. That scared me the most."No!" I screamed, cried but nothing affected him.Seconds later I felt him lean on me and inhaling the scent of my hairs. I panicked as he came more closer and nibbled my ear. I thrashed in his hold as I tried to get away but that only made him put more pressure. He abruptly flipped me like I was a sack of rack and harshly kissed my neck, moving towards my jaw. "S-stop Please," I cried as I felt his hands roughly push apart my thighs. My breathing become more drained as his fingers trailed up my inner thigh. "Pleas..." My pleading com
"Be still...." He whispered huskily in my ear as his hand squeezed my breast hardly. Continuous tears flowed down like a waterfall. I had lost count on how many tears I have shed today. I felt caged. Confined in his arms.His other hand teased the hem of my panties as he kissed my neck hungrily. He would first lick, then bite, and then again lick. It was like he was leaving? markings. Like he was marking me.I looked up and saw my reflection in the mirror. Messed up, that's what I was. I was looking like a doll.His pleasure doll.The mere thought of belonging to him creates turbulence in my heart. My heart shattered into million pieces only thinking about Mathew, how will he feel when he will find out that I was being touched by another man?This thought didn't sit well with my mind. I again struggled in his arms with renewed energy. I put all my energy to get him off me but he didn't even budge. L
What was happening?Who was she?"Alexa, honey, can you go find your father for me? I and Sarah need to....talk." My eyes darted towards the voice. The woman had long pale blonde hairs, beside her stood a child hardly looking five years of age.Alexa pulled away and looked at her mother with a pout on her lips. "Can I play with Sarah later?" she questioned her mom. Her words were indicating how much she liked me even when I was meeting her for the first time. Her mother nodded. Alexa smiled and ran out of the room. Well, feelings were mutual.I was in the same position, with wide eyes. Like she knew why I was here."So, umm... It's nice to see you here." She said looking at me. Her voice was smooth, coated with honey. "How do you know me?" I couldn't recognize my voice, I never talked with so much venom with anyone. She was unfazed by my tone. It was like she has expected this from me
I was up for the last few hours but as soon as my eyes opened, all the memories of the morning came crashing down. That was the clue for my eyes to shed tears. But now I was silent. I've had run out of tears. Instead of my eyes, my heart was crying.I had been sitting on the floor with knees close to my chest, arms wrapped around myself, seeking warmth, comfort. Everything seemed so heartbreaking. The memories of my childhood no more brought sadness, but a feeling of betrayal. I couldn't bring myself to believe that everything I thought was not true......that it was all lie. Angelina's words ringed continuously in my ears.My eyes stared at the door in front of me. I didn't even realize that the sun was already setting down. The warmth of sunrays was gone, leaving me alone in this cold room. Well, it's like everyone wanted to leave me. The coldness of the floor was making my feet numb, at this point, I couldn't feel anything.
Warm rays of sunshine hit my face as I pulled duvet over me. My eyes were still sleepy even though I had slept for how long, I didn't knew. I blinked on confusion. The last thing I remembered was—He was feeding me.My eyes shot open as my eyes inspected my surroundings. This room was not where I was staying. This room was more darker than previous one. Only light from sun was coming through ceiling to floor window. Dark curtains were drapped down the other windows, making this room seem more—My thoughts stilled as I felt something or exceptionally someone, moving behind me. That's when I realised that something was smacked around my waist. Cautiously, I moved duvet off me and looked down. Strong, muscular arm, particularly belonging to someone, was smacked around my waist. Someone was sleeping behind me. No! no! no! no! no! no!Oh my god!I gulped down the fright and tried to move away. When I felt I succeeded, I was
"You didn't tell her?" Aphrodite asked. Her voice was filled with worry and disappointment.I was oblivious to what was happening around me. I could only make out one thing, wedding. They said something about weddings, and I barely had any idea about where this conversation was going, not that I cared anyways but still I needed to take precautions. I put the spoon down, trying to collect their words. My appetite was gone, hearing the word wedding. I suddenly was not feeling good about this. It was just like my intuition that something was going to be wrong was overwhelming."Huh? They don't need to wed to disburse the rest of their lives together. It isn't like she's going anywhere soon." Angelina quipped, her tone was one of mockery as she gave a shrugged look.My heart skipped a beat fo Lucifer slammed his fist on the table, making everyone flinch. "See? You just scared the poor little girl."Me? Was she talking about me?Aphrodite's words make everyone
My eyes widened in shock as Aphrodite approached us. A knowing smirk she had on her face. The feeling of shame and embarrassment was evident on my face. I was flushed. But was somehow thankful for her.At least now he would leave me alone. "What are you doing here?" Lucifer growled, evidently unhappy and angry. He was always angry, growling at others."Oh! Me? Just nothing. Was just strolling." she smirked again.Oh god.I averted my eyes when she looked up at me. And embarrassment again hit me when I came to realize that I was still pinned to the wall, with Lucifer hovering above me. My dress was lifted, showing my thighs. I tried to wiggle to get free. "Don't move." He gritted. I stopped. This was what he does to me, install fear.I looked down in embarrassment. "You have a huge castle, which has an enormous amount of rooms, and still you decided to make out in the hallway and that too i
I felt sorry, I couldn't save him.I have cherished him all my vitality, no matter what we had or what we could have, but I loved him. In my heart he was nonetheless alive, he yet held a place, and no one else would ever replenish it. Sorrow. I was groping grief, I could've saved him. It was all my fault. A part of me perished with him. And a part of me would always wait for him.I had nothing left to live for. Tears streamed down, I settled a hand over my mouth to suppress my sobs. I wished to scream, to scream my heart out. But nothing.....Nothing would fetch him back.My heart tightened at an abrupt thought. "...Come back.....Please...." I murmured to no one..."Please!" I sobbed louder.I just needed to hear his voice, for formerly. I yearned to tell him how much I adored him. FALCON'S P.O.VFucking bastard. How stupid of him to think for he could outrun us? These bloodsuckers were always stupid. Their brains w
The first rays of sunlight lit up my room. The dawn chorus of melodic birdsong drifted in. The rising sun cast a rosy hue across the morning sky. Golden fingers of sunlight lit up the scene. At daybreak, it is cool and invigorating, full of songbirds, walkers and joggers. At midday, it is sleepy, hot and still. In the evening, shadows lengthen and coolness returns. But at night, it can be a frightening place, with dangers lurking in the dark shadows of the foliage. Dewdrops, rolling along the roses I planted a few weeks ago, the balcony was covered with plants and flowers, and nourished dreams, splashing a piece of transparent sunlight. In a golden squeak, hatch dawn that is no longer wet. Early morning was like the baby who wakes up after a night of sleep, just like the one giggling in my arms. Everywhere, there is vigour and vitality. The flowers, and the grass, are so green, I feel comfortable, I like the beautiful morning, it gives me a wonderful start. Since it was the week
I’ve always been curious about various things, life, the sun, fate and the kiss of death. The word was limited yet held the power to seize everything in its hold, I varied, yet condemned. I felt every emotion yet I couldn’t reflect any. I had been staring at her body for a moment now, waiting for her to wake up and attack me, to kill me, but she couldn’t, she was dead. I killed her. The storm raging up in the sky reflected the one bubbling in my heart. I’ve become what I despised the most. A murderer. A killer. This wasn’t my intention, I just wanted to help. But when she admitted she was responsible for Elijah’s death, I couldn’t control it, I couldn’t help but feel dangerous. Maybe because Elijah was the next good thing that ever happened to me. He was there, always, just like Falcon, looking out for me, caring for me without a second thought. He indeed was a friend in need and not in need. He knew what he promised me and yet he could do wonders to make that happen. We spotted
Draven grunted and docked a brutal punch over his jaw, the man knock over his back gripping his jaw as he pulled himself away from him and screamed while charging at him again. Draven sighed annoyingly before running past him with speed as he snapped his neck. “Bloody, bastards,” he cursed as he wiped his hands over his pant. “Where is she?” He raised his brow as he turned around to see Nicholas holding himself by the wall as he limped to him. Draven chuckled. “Who? The witch or the bitch?” He snickered and Nicholas growled before trying to charge at him before Draven lunged past him and kicked him in the face. “Melissa! What did to do to her?” Nicholas growled and Draven sighed, rubbing his hands over his face. “Melissa, Melissa, Melissa. She’s not who you think she is. I don’t even know if she ever existed.” Nicholas frowned. Draven rolled his eyes. “The woman you saw years ago, It wasn’t even her real body. God! The body I fucked wasn’t her real body either.” Dr
Magic. What a word. If someone would’ve told me this two years ago, I wouldn’t have believed them. Who would? No one, precisely. Magic was just a hypothetical word that was used to enhance the beauty of the world. But today, it was different. I believed in every other thing that I would never have. Magic. Spells. Reincarnation. Second chance of life. Everything. Why wouldn’t I? I’ve been through them. It still felt like a dream that I was once dead, and I lost my children to Melissa. To save everyone, I had to sacrifice my blood. Not a thing a mother would do, but a thing a true queen would do. Elijah, my dad, my brother, Michale, Angelina, Victoria, and every person I loved was going to become a pawn in Melissa’s play and I refused to let them die, so I did what I thought was best. She needed to die. And today, I was standing in something similar situation. My people were fighting outside, Lucifer was probably looking for me, worrying. Despite my frustration with Draven, h
“This shit’s getting on my nerves. First you’re telling me that the ancient bad bitchy witch is alive, then you’ve almost succeeded in giving me an heart attack by saying she’s creating a reincarnation spell and third, her body is getting destroyed? Like what the hell? How’s she supposed to reincarnate when her body is destroyed?” Damon groaned in frustration in the phone before speeding towards the forest path. “Calm down, Damon. You just need to go there and note the situation. We’ll handle the rest.” Damon sighed and shook his head. “I’m doing all this because I trust you, Draven. Don’t make me regret this.” Damon could hear Draven sighing and heaving a deep breath before he heard his deep voice. “I know what I’m doing, Damon. I just need to make things right, for once, for all.” Damon gritted his teeth and nodded regardlessly. “I love you, brother.” Damon could practically imagine Draven grinning as involuntarily a smile created on his lips as line went off
“How are you alive? The last time I remember, you died with me? Then-“ “You don’t shut up, don’t you? Still couldn’t figure out what Lucifer saw in you.” Melissa groaned with annoyance and I held back the urge to roll my eyes. What a scheming wench she was. “If you’re gonna kill me, at least I deserve to know some answers, don’t you think?” I pushed further as she dragged me down the stairs. The spiral stairs were making me nauseous but it was the least of my worries now. Melissa was alive and God knows where Lucifer was. I was unsure if Nicholas was still alive and if there was something wrong with me. Melissa took an incisive turn as we reached the cellars when she let go of me suddenly. “So, you’re gonna kill me here?” I mumbled as I looked around the cellar with only one single, barely enough to see a window that was situated on ground level. The four walls lacked any colour instead of grey concrete walls and floor. I looked amusedly at her as she groaned in frus
Blood froze in my veins, the paranoia in my mind was becoming a reality, taking a shape, a turn, a frame, Melissa’s silhouette. The only person that deserved my hatred more than Nicholas, the only woman who had destroyed me once and now she was back to snatch my happiness away from me again. I was startled, scared, terrorised, angry. And all this emotions bottled up as one. The most intriguing one among them was rage. That explained the familiarism. Just because Melissa had taken a different body this time, her selfish self couldn’t be changed. She still was that self-obsessed freaky bitch. “What are doing here, Melissa?” Lucifer asked, his eyes not leaving hers. The more he looked at her, the more my heart shattered, the more I felt the rage to drive my claw into her chest and rip her heart out, the more I wanted to claim Lucifer as mine and the more I felt strange. “We are fated, Lucifer. Where you are, my existence is there.” Her honey laced words were anything but fa
The delicacy and how strained the situation we were trapped in was, I was having this delusional feeling inside me that told me that something was about to happen, something inevitable. And be it my intuition or the fear in my chest, my sentiments were certainly affecting my unborn child. Not that I could only feel my child, I could also sense his sentiments. Just like the fear and yet underlying hidden feeling that something inside me was changing. ImI couldn’t exactly feel it completely, but I could feel my child’s heartbeat and his pores inside me growing, expanding. It must have related to something Nicholas had done. Lucifer tsked as he shook his head looking at Nicholas. “We can end this in a way that’ll benefit both of us, Nicholas.” There. There it was. The thing, the feeling that had been clawing me since Lucifer unlike his predator self started to have a civil talk with Nicholas. There was something in his mind that I wasn’t aware of, something cynical and far mo
This world’s full of misery and lies, no matter how hard you try to keep yourself together by holding the thin pieces of hope that barely help you to conclude anything, you still find yourself wanting for what has made you suffer more than anything. And probably this was the reason why I was in this situation, I wanted to be left alone, away from all this, but at the same time, I wanted someone to hold me close and ruffle my hairs mumbling sweet nothings into my ears. This ecstasy was something I wanted to cherish, wanted to live and then there was this unrelenting feel that something was changing. I was never the one to wish for someone’s demise or harm something knowingly but this, this man made me wish for hell, a sadistic and cruel way in which he was bound to die. I knew it. Cause Lucifer barely kept his enemies alive not when someone threaten his obsession. And for the first time, I wanted the same. “Why’re you doing this?” Nicholas grinned, making me both grit my teet