All Chapters of Ichabod: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

The wind howled and the breeze that followed rattled the stool, the noise jerked the drunken old man back into consciousness. Old Adam opened his sleepy eyes a little. He wiped the saliva from the bottom of his lips where he sat hunched over in his lounge chair. Everywhere in the cemetery was pitch black. How come the night came so suddenly? The old man thought in his mind. It was barely hours ago when the sky was painted in hues of different colors...The little fire he had made close to him to get him warmed was already out and he began to search for his torch, with his hands searching everything on the stool and around him, blindly. At first, his hand touched the metal cup on the table, he was careful enough not to tip the cup over. Finally, he felt his feet pressing on something hard on the ground, and then he remembered, he had purposely kept the torch under his feet for easy finding. Old age was catching on him. He turned on the torch but the night was too thi

HARMONY“Lord please even if I die, keep my baby safe please, please, please.”Those were the prayers I found myself repeating over and over again even when I felt the brightness of the headlamps so close, I shut my eyes tight. This was the end of everything, I could tell it was just a matter of seconds before it crashed into us but all of a sudden, I heard a shrieking noise and I shut my ears while still holding Tracy close. It wasn’t a crashing noise at all, instead, it was like someone pulling perhaps the brake of....I looked up and to my amazement, the trailer was slowing down even though the tip was almost already touching the front of my car. I couldn’t see what was happening but, I realized the door of the trailer was opened and whoever was inside was pulling the brake somehow...Oh my god! Oh my god! Without thinking, I grabbed Tracy in my arms, opened the door and climbed out of the car and began to run further back, away from the sight.“Mumm

ICHABODHe woke up where he was. His eyes hurt terribly and he snapped them shut. The older man was pulling down the curtains on the windows of his room, darkening the room.“You awake?”He groaned and opened his eyes.. “What time is it?”“It’s 12pm.” His butler replied.“Wow, the time is long gone.” He stated, now standing up and pulling the robe from the near-by chair, he put it on while waiting for his butler to pull down all the curtains in the big room.“What time did you get in last night?” The butler asked.He walked to the keyboard while wearing his robe before sitting down. “I can’t remember, was around some minutes past four I think. “ He replied, his mind was vague, it usually happened like that but everything would come back later.“How are you?” He sighed, Adams liked asking him so many questions. He didn’t blame him though, he was after all concerned. “I will be fin

 “I can’t deal with this right now Vivi. Look, I know you are wise and smart. You can handle things on your own. Call me later.” She said into the phone before ending the call. After this, she put the phone in the purse to focus on the magazine on her laps.She was at the salon with lots of heat blowing into her skull from the hair dryer. Her movie was going to be premiered the next day and all hands were on deck but still she couldn’t shake off the feeling that something was about to happen in her life. What could it be?You know that feeling you have when you feel like you have forgotten something and you couldn’t stop thinking about what it could be, yea, that feeling.Her mind drifted off to the dream she had two nights ago, it had started so sweet and her body had responded in the most amazing manner. She couldn’t understand why she felt as if she had never been with a man before. It was so strong. She wanted him so badly in her dream-this same man but wh

Adams waited at the driver’s seat patiently humming to himself when all of a sudden, the door burst opened, startling him.“Oh mine! Ichabod! You almost gave me a fit! Why were you back so....” He kept quiet as he recognized the twitched face and the cyan eyes. In a low growl, Odin ordered, “drive!”“Okay.” Adams said without further ado and switched on the engine.**He got off the car, slamming the door after him before walking into the house in a dominant movement. Adams watched him enter the house before he got off and walked after him. He wondered what had happened but he knew for sure that Odin must have messed things up. When he got inside, he met him pouring himself a drink. Adam stayed further back before asking.“What happened, Odin?”“That moron wouldn’t listen to me!” Odin growled, slamming the bottom of the cup against the table. “He just has this insane attitude of disobeying me. I knew it was De