His tone emanated a wave of fear that coursed through her like shivers, driving a gasp out of her. She reflexively whipped around, and the puppy slipped off her hold. She fixed Anthony with an anxious stare as she wondered where he came from. She didn’t wonder for long before her eyes met the ajar door on the left side of her room.That door had been there. At times, she watched the door and wondered what stood behind the door. Now she sucked in the familiar fragrance wafting from the room and diffusing her bedroom. She easily registered the dungeon had that scent. The dungeon linked to her bedroom? No doubt it was the reason he called it her cage.Afraid of being punished in the dungeon, she stepped back, quickly grabbing the door handle to yank it open and dash out. She’d only opened the door when Anthony hastened forward and slammed the door shut, trapping her between his hands, which he positioned on the door.Kayla could not hide the trembling of her body, her heart threatening t
The alarm went on at six a.m. Kayla rather woke at eight.Kayla thought the pain would ease up by morning, but it seemed the pain ratcheted up the moment she awoke. Pushing through the suffering, she trudged to the kitchen to have breakfast. She expected to see Cutie as she went downstairs, but the dog was nowhere in sight. Anthony's house was always so quiet, not to mention it was in an isolated area.She made it to the kitchen only to get pissed at what she saw in the refrigerator. There was a plethora of tantalizing stuff in the fridge, nearly all of them taking her back to the days she always argued with Clinton for liking things she disliked. If not everything in the fridge matched Clinton's preference, this was exactly what Clinton's fridge looked like back in the day, especially as there wasn't chocolate in the fridge.Clinton was one rare child that loathed chocolate, meanwhile, she loved chocolate and had come to get some to placate herself that morning, only to encounter yet
Anthony’s car drove into his house at eight p.m. He alighted from the car, letting Callous drive away. Drawing near the entrance, the strongest scent knocked vigorously at his sense and threatened his self-control, throwing him into the depth of hunger and thoughts. His brows knitted as anger merged with his hunger and confusion. Not this time, he wasn't strong enough to endure her scent. But how in God's name was he inhaling her when the descenter was everywhere in his house.Stepping into the living room, he stopped dead as a compulsive urge barreled into his system, tangling up with his blood thirst while his anger and confusion petered out. It felt like time froze the moment he saw her climbing down the stairs and their eyes met.She held a flashlight, her hair covered in a bobble hat. She wore a set of pajamas, aye, but there was a problem with the shirt. The buttons were all open. The cleavage of her round boobs in display melted his self-restraint, pulling on his urges. Anthon
Kayla took in the remarkable high-rise of Krypton organization building as their car drove into the premises, pulling in at the parking space. There had been much too development in KR main building and its premises, eye-popping developments, whereas the golden symbol of KR at the apex of the building remained the same.When they stepped out of the car, Anthony offered her the crook of his hand, and she hooked her arm with his as they walked hand in hand into the building. Kayla was anxious about being at KR anniversary, she hoped to survive the glares and put-downs of plenty of haters she knew would attend the anniversary.As they were walking through the entrance, Kayla's eyes stung with tears. She recalled the days when she walked into KR building hand in hand with Clinton. How free and delighted they used to be, their smiley faces, their giggles, the heaven in their hearts. She didn't for once think those days would be washed away and replaced with pain from her misdeeds. Looking
Kayla turned in her bed, turned again, then buried her head in the pillow. That piano song Anthony was playing really tampered with her temper. She tightened the pillow against her head, and growled. How dare he play Clinton's song?He was going to stage another pretentious drama this morning too? She angrily shook herself on the bed before heading to the bathroom, trying to ignore the schmuck and his drama. ‘Love In Another World’ was one of Clinton's songs people knew, anyway, so he couldn't fool her with it.She went downstairs and found the schmuck where he sat on the piano stool, wholeheartedly playing the song. Dammit! How she wanted to walk up to him and give him a befitting knock on the head. The dude was a pain in the ass, on top of it he was weird. She spent most of the night thinking about the blood on his shirt, she wouldn't do the same this morning. Shaking her head, she swaggered off.After work, where Kayla reconciled with Kiran, she paid Nora a visit at the hospital.
Whimpers, more whimpers. Kayla draped a hand over her forehead, the other squeezing the sheet, writhing. Where in God's name did the headache come from? A strong dizziness accompanied the ache, even. She popped in pain pills and went back in the bed, not minding her work hours drew closer.The ache was yet to abate when reality dawned on her. Her eyes roamed about, she tried to untangle the knots in last night's memory. How did she get to her bedroom, change to her nightwear and sleep off? Those pale stalkers in the supermarket… they followed her to the lot, where she entered her car and drove off. What happened next? Maybe she shook them off. Even if she lost them, what happened after she got into her car?She knew nothing that happened last night, but at least she knew that the piano blaring in the house infuriated her! That imposter was playing Clinton's song again! She squeezed the sheet and growled, trying to repress the rage that sooner sent her storming to the living room. She
Days ticked past since the preparations for Calvin Gio’s case began. These days had felt peaceful for Kayla as she'd been in sync with Corey. Corey sometimes shared new ideas with her when they hung out. Kayla was supposed to be happy spending time with Corey, instead being near Corey felt inappropriate, and she hoped to stop. She tried to avoid him, but he kept coming. For guilt’s sake, she couldn't resist him.Each time she discussed Corey with Nora, Nora who despised Corey would say she rather stayed away from him just so she avoided punishment, and their hanging out would get people talking. Who cared? Kayla would sooner be punished than to hurt another friend of hers. Uh-uh, that wasn't the truth, was it?The answer was ‘no’ the moment she stepped out of the car and found Anthony in the balcony, his eyes drilling into hers. That pair of shimmering sky-blue eyes told her she was up for a big grill. Someone else dropped her off, seeing that her car broke down. To exacerbate matters
Monica Smithfield’s last hearing would come about tomorrow. Kayla would finally say goodbye to the days of seeing Alfred Seong-Hun in court —days of Alfred giving her cruel smirks each time their eyes met —days of Madison yelling in every end of the day. The days of seeing Dominic everywhere she looked, too.Kayla was in her bedroom study, playing these days in her mind, tapping her pen on the table. She hadn't struggled for concentration like she was doing then, she drowned in thoughts about Anthony's health and whereabouts. After the night she found him on the couch, three days had rolled past without a trace of him. Where on earth was he? Callous when she asked him said Anthony travelled to Honolulu for business, and would be back at anytime. Anytime was uncertain.While Anthony would return at anytime, she'd be in the cinema with Corey, chilling out as she prepared for tomorrow. To reduce suspicion, Kayla tagged her extrovert friend Imani along. Corey agreed that Imani joined them
Three years later.A prolonged silence reigned in a bedroom. The silence had nearly grown beyond silence, but the sound of vacuum cleaners broke through the door as muffled sounds. Anthony lay shirtless in the bed. His eyes were closed as though he were asleep, his hand laying over Kayla's back. Kayla lay with her head and half of her torso on him. Her eyes were wide open. Unlike a shirtless Anthony, she had a gray nightshirt on.Kayla's mind couldn't go through so many thoughts and imaginations without her remembering the hot sex they had last night. It was hot—so hot and rough that she gulped down two bottles of chilled water and energy drinks after. Thank goodness their neighbors lived many blocks away, and their house was soundproofed. Their bedroom including. She and Anthony were glad the kids didn't interrupt, Eaven especially.It was seven in the morning, yet she and Anthony were stuck in the bed like heaven would fall if one of them had left the bedroom. “I went to the hospita
Already, everyone had risen to their feet. A wolf leaped at Marcus. Marcus flew up to the height of the wolf, and drilled his hands and claws into the wolf's torso, splitting the wolf into two. All wolves enraged, Wolan zoomed closer to make a swipe. Marcus leaned backward, his feet scraping the floor as he glided beneath Wolan. He grabbed Wolan’s leg from below, and twisted, wrenching a pained growl off him. Twisting one more time, he flung him to the wall harder, and Wolan broke the unbreakable wall. Dominic rolled over the floor, yelling in pain, holding his leg. Another wolf came at him. Marcus allowed the wolf to descend. Immediately the wolf descended, he took his hand up and penetrated the wolf's chest wall, pulling the wolf's heart out of him. The wolf whimpered and dropped dead, shifting back to a dead human form. Bo zoomed towards him. Marcus caught him in the air by the neck and snapped his neck, throwing him aside.Camlin stood up and tossed the spring-chained axe at him.
Marcus switched to his vampire form—a pale ash skin, visible veins poking out on the layer of his body, long fangs, pointy ears, dark eyes like midnight, a face like an animal, and longer claws. Kicking Anthony in the torso, he slashed the claws of his hands at him, slicing his throat and face, blood surging out of Anthony's wounds with pressure. Anthony bounced back and healed.Making another slash with the claws of his left hand, Anthony bent backward and let his hand swing past his face, then he sprang up to claw back at him but he leaned backward. Marcus stood upright and stabbed his claws into Anthony's stomach, pulled him closer with his claws in his stomach, and buried his fangs into his neck. Anthony growled in pain. Retracting his fangs and claws, he shoved Anthony aside by his neck.Anthony fell and changed back to his human form, convulsing, grunting, and groaning. Kayla heaved herself from the floor and ran up to him, holding him closer in her arms, while he struggled to h
The room quietened. The vampires dropped, yet everyone still squared up vigilantly, prepared for even the most sudden attack. Before their eyes, the throne chair turned its back to them and slowly turned again. Marcus appeared sitting on it with his hands on the armrest. His puckered brow emanated pure rage and vengeance. The sight of him only had everyone getting even more prepared. Marcus worked his eyes around for a while.“My empire. My soldiers. Everything that I spent every century of my life building, has crumbled before my eyes,” Marcus said. His tone was placid but pressured by existing rage. “Words can never express how angry I have become. But actions can.”The moment his chair turned, deep growls apart from the wolves’ resonated in the room. Not aware of where it came from, they looked around. Screeching, hisses, growls, and snarls clouded the atmosphere. It took a while before they grabbed the situation. The dead vampires were awakening again. The ones without complete bo
One of the elders lifted Catelyn from the floor and slammed her against the wall on the platform. The elder with fire radiating from his hands zoomed to the platform and unleashed the fire on her. Catelyn still on the floor, quickly put out her hand and blocked his fire. A hand wasn't enough, as his fire conquered hers, she added another hand.Fierce rumbles erupted from Jacob as he took a defense stance in his hybrid form, ready to take on an ascendant that was baring his fangs in front of him. The ascendant zoomed forward. Jacob met him midway and pulled his head off his body. An elder came behind Jacob's back and lifted him from the floor, trying to dismember him with telekinesis. Jacob growled in pain as the elder spread his limbs apart, pulling them from his torso. Unable to endure the energy and pain, he shifted back to his human form the second his hand fell off his body.Tally spotted Jacob. He growled with rage and zoomed toward the elder that was dismembering Jacob. Another
They looked up and saw Anthony passing the wall Marcus had passed through.Anthony appeared straight right in Marcus's main chamber through the wall. He wasn't sure he had seen anything so demonic as Marcus's throne. One could swoon at the sight of the red-eyed and fanged sculpted cobras serving as the armrests of the throne chair. Sadly, he wasn't intimidated by the creepy things in the room, not even by the people in the room.Approximately ten vampires in black hooded cloaks stood on the left, and twenty in scarlet hooded cloaks on the right. Anthony was certain of one thing… the black cloaks were elder vampires with powers, and the scarlet cloaks were ascendant vampires with powers that were unlike the ones he fought back there.He was here to send this ancient bozo with faded green eyes to where he belonged. The grave. With rage, vengeance, bravery, and readiness trapped in him, he stepped closer and stood a bit close to the middle of the vampires. “I knew you'll come.” Anthony
Anthony and Amber made it back into the building after fighting their way through. They were met with unusual changes when they stepped into the lobby. The whole place now seemed digitalized and modern, rather than an ordinary palace lobby.“Where are we?” Amber asked.Anthony continued strides and Amber followed. “This building is technical. A complicated great work of science. It changes form.”“So, you know where we're going? How do we know where Marcus is?” “Follow me.”Amber retrieved a pistol from his pocket and shot a newborn alighting from the stairs above ground and the newborn burst. Her light brown eyes bore into Anthony's. “Get your head in the game.” She was giving the pistol back when another vampire that had killed his opponent came at them. She spun around and shot the vampire. “I’ll keep this.”They continued further to the rolling staircase.Anthony and Amber stood before a wall that was sliding open. Both froze at the situation on sight. The place was large like a
Anthony continued further, lurching as he walked. He was hopeless, pained, and afraid, his eyes red with tears as he breathed shakily. His beast wouldn't stop growling in his head, clawing at him, so restless—the beast was enraged and pained as him.Marcus's scent was always there. He might go the wrong way if he followed it. But there were other scents on the path he walked. The scents he'd smelled in the chamber, along with Marcus's. A realization waltzed in, shooting him into motions. He could follow those scents to wherever they took his mate to.With haste and fury, Anthony walked from one hallway to another and entered four different elevators that lead to different floors, paving his way with the solar lamp and pistols he used to knock down the vampires that crossed his path.Anthony was met with ten soldiers in gas masks right in the passage where the scents took him. He stood many feet from the vampires, staring at them, getting himself prepared. He was confident that Kayla w
Anthony remained in a stance, a foot, a knee, and palms on the earth, his glowing eyes surveying his surrounding. Newborn vampires. Fledglings. They were everywhere around. They were aiming his way. He could smell them, their courage, confidence, and their readiness. He even smelled their deaths. Both far and near, he heard every single sound they made. His right ear twitched. There were two vampires on different trees in his vicinity, fifteen coming at him. They were two hundred in the forest right then, but only a few were after him.The newborn on the tree descended, one coming from his front and three from his left. Anthony yanked his machine gun off his shoulder, sprang up from the ground, and shot the newborn descending from the tree. He threw the machine gun up in the air, sliced the neck of one of the vampires with his poisonous claws, snapped and pulled the other's head. Then he caught the machine gun once it came down, and shot the five coming at him. Their screams, hisses,