Kayla would never give up on pleading for Anthony's forgiveness. She could take anything he gave as a punishment for her misdeeds. She could go through all he'd put her through, only with the hope that one day, things would be better between them.A week and four days breezed past. Life had been anything beyond miserable for her. What hadn't she done to make him soften his heart and get over vengeance? She'd done something even beyond her capability, endured his maltreatment without a word, and done everything she could to please him. Was there something she forgot to do? What hadn't she said? How hadn't she pleaded and begged? All she got in return for her efforts was pain, hatred, condemnation of her efforts, humiliation, and emotional torture that made her cry and worry each passing day.Sometimes she stayed up at night, and sometimes in the daytime, thinking if she should give up and save her baby the pain. As if he got worse with each day. Anthony gave her no little tint of hope
Another week ran out. The same suffering, everything the same and even worse. Throughout the week, Anthony brought different women home and made them scream their throats out. He attended business round tables with a woman beside her. His act had people blasting her with questions about her relationship each time she stepped out of her house. When she tried begging him to stop, she ended up scoring herself a slap from him. “What? Are you going to hate me? Go ahead,” he clutched her face, pulled her closer, and said. Then he flung her to the floor and quit the living room.She had no intentions of hating him. How could she? Nothing he did could make her develop acrimony towards him. Kayla was only afraid. Afraid she was making no progress, afraid she'd fail to make things work between them.______“Seeing as you won't come to see me, or even call me on the phone, I decided to pay you a little surprise visit,” Alicia, who sat on the couch in Anthony's office, said with a smile.“Things
Kayla drove to the hospital. She parked in the lot and hastened into the building, struggling to keep her tears at bay. Throughout her stay in Qynville, it had been all about sadness and tears. Again, how possible did Anthony think it would be to divorce her after everything she'd been through with him? Now that she needed him as both the man she fell in love with and Clinton, he wanted to divorce her. As soon as Nora opened the door to her office, Kayla rushed in and hugged Nora, who stood near the door. She cried her heart out in Nora's arms.“Anthony wants to get a divorce. I'm scared, Nora. I'm really scared, I don't want to leave him.”“Hey, sweetie, relax. I know it's not easy, but I need you to calm down.” Nora crooned, helping Kayla take a seat. She squatted before Kayla and took her hands. “Did you sign the papers?”“How could I, Nora? After everything I've been through with him? Now that I want him the most? I can't. My efforts can't be futile, and my baby needs her father.”
A month and two days. Every situation was still the same. Nothing changed. No slight hope for change. Anthony had been the same, doing all he could to hurt her. Most times he tortured her. Every torture ended with a reminder that she should sign the divorce papers. He wouldn't change, meanwhile her strength and hope to continue trying to soften his heart was fading. Even so, all she could do was try harder, cry her eyes out, fall, and rise again to continue trying. But for how long would she carry on trying without hope? How long would she get only pain and no gain? She needed to know.It was morning. Kayla sat in the living room in all her courage, waiting for Anthony to come downstairs. She was also waiting for the laughing bitch in the guestroom to remember the house wasn't a club and just leave. The whore was too loud. Who did she want to offend? Her? For Christ’s sake, she was only a whore, who Anthony picked from god-knows-where.The whore came sailing toward her, smiling. Saili
“Kayla?” Nora streaked to the bathroom and opened the door. Kayla wasn't there, either. Now panicking, she ran off the room, looking into other patient rooms as she was heading to the lobby, hoping to see Kayla in one of the rooms. She met the receptionists. “Excuse me. Did you see a lady in a carnation pink dress leave the building?” “No, ma'am,” the first lady answered. “I did,” the second lady behind the first lady said. “I saw her leave.”Where did she go? Nora fell in total frustration and disarray. She ran out of the building, looking here and there, questioning the people she saw around. Nobody seemed to have caught sight of Kayla. Nora's hands instinctively went up and rested on her head, her eyes stinging with tears. Worry contorted her face as she turned around. Where in the world had Kayla run off to?Her phone rang. Dominic was calling. Nora didn't pick up, she rather ran to the parking, where she found Dominic stepping out of his car with the bags he bought.“You don't
In the living room, Kayla sat on the couch in a frog-like position, doing some work on her laptop. She wore nerdy glasses. Standing beside her was a chilled bottle of lemonade. Her baby loved it when she took lemonade.Two weeks flew past the days of her misery and pain without hope. Well, she was hopeless, still. Life had felt a little different with June and Nora by her side, caring for her unborn and her. Even if her friends didn't know of her secret, they kept her on her toes. In the clearer picture, nothing changed in her emotions as long as she never stopped remembering Anthony. Even looking at the lemonade beside her, her memories of him struck her with the impulse to run back to him.Pushing past the emotions, she sighed and continued with her laptop. She'd pretend that life was easy where it never was. She wondered how long she could endure the loneliness and crushing drive to run back to him. Not like it was impossible to go back to him, but for some reason, including the pe
The clacking sounds of a knife hitting a chipboard razed the kitchen. Kayla was making lunch for her baby and her. These days, she craved like a pregnant woman, which gave her the fear that her bump would grow sooner than she expected. She smiled as something came to mind. How could Sledge be doing now? Had Jenifer taken him with her? She missed those days she made his meals.Her phone vibrated on the counter. Seeing the message, she went rigid. Corey being the sender didn't raise a cause for concern, but the message he sent was terrifying, urging every cell of her body to run to his house.‘Come to my house as fast as you can. I know you've been told a lot about me, including how I survived cancer at college. But I also have something more crucial to tell you. If you don't come now, something terrible will happen. Something that could ruin you and Anthony. Don’t come along with anybody. Just you.’ Not only was this a threat, but it was a warning. How could she trust that there wasn'
From the moment Corey threw Kayla on the bed and she hurriedly scrambled off the bed, she had run here and there in the room, pleading with him to set her free. Corey, knowing no such thing as ‘free’, played with her fear. He chased her everywhere she ran, smiling mischievously at her. Corey hadn't used his powers on her since then, not even his speed.“This is fun, isn't it, Kayla?” He lifted a brow at her, smiling devilishly.“Corey, please don't hurt me,” Kayla cried to him. She was hopeless. Was it even worth it to continue running about the room when there was no assurance that help would come any moment? Kayla gasped, shivering violently even to her breath as fear swallowed her. Corey's smile suddenly went away, then a stern, threatening expression took over. Things were about to take a bad turn.“Playtime is over, fairy.”The second his last word dropped, he zoomed to her front, standing a hairbreadth apart. His hand instantly flew up and collared her neck tightly. She was chok
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,