All Chapters of Stealing The Dragon's Heart : Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

The thin walls of my grubby room rattled with the force of the rowdy ruckus coming from the doors of our unit, sending vibrations throughout my body and waking me up. I shot up, then groaned, easing my movement when pain erupted throughout my bruised body. I grabbed random sweatpants lying on the futon bed and headed for the doorknob."What's going on? Samuel? Samantha!" I called, heading out.My first thought was the twins as I made my way to the kitchen. I couldn't afford to baby my wounds when trouble came knocking on our doors, literally, but I had to spare a minute to wear my pants and wrapped wrap a random scarf around my neck. My sleep shirt was baggy enough to conceal what was visible from my non-existent boobs. I ruffled my short bangs, and completing my disguise as a boy, I approached the door–the only thing that protected my siblings from the harsh world. "What's going on– hey?" Samantha, the younger but braver of the twin, ran into me along the way."We don't know.. .. w

I crawled out from the table and ran back the way I came from. But instead of going upstairs, I took a sharp corner round a dark hallway on the first floor.The damn house was like a maze."Max! You have the floor plans, tell me all the escape routes on the first floor.""You think they haven't secured all of those exits?""What the hell do you want me to do then? Wait here until I'm caught.""Whatever. If you're caught, you're on your own."The line went silent and I cussed again. Now I'm on my own.It was too dark, and I couldn't use my flashlight unless I wanted to get caught, so I felt around the wall as I run further down the hallway. It was so long and mazy that I have been running for a good five minutes without coming to it's end. At first, there were few doors and windows illuminating the pathway, but for the past two minutes, I haven't come across a single door nor window. Just dark walls leading farther down to god knows wher-Omph!The wall suddenly shifted and I stumbled o

Lena smiled as she wiped the counter of Drew's Diner, humming a tune that she had heard on the radio. She loved working here, not only because it paid her bills, but also because it gave her a chance to interact with different people and make friends. The diner was one of the few places in the slums that felt warm and welcoming, with its bright lights and colorful posters, its cozy booths and stools, its delicious smells and sounds. It was a contrast to the rest of the slums, which were dark and dreary, with its flickering neon signs and graffiti walls, its crowded alleys and sidewalks, its harsh noises and odors.Her only friends was Laurel, a bubbly blonde who worked as a waitress with her. Laurel was always gossiping about the latest news and drama in the slums, especially about her crushes."Did you see that guy who came in today?" Laurel asked Lena, as they took a break in the back room. The back room was small and cluttered, with a fridge and a microwave, a sink and a cupboard, a

Lena knew she was in trouble when she saw the man’s face. He was tall, dark and handsome, with piercing magenta eyes and a scar that ran across his left brow. Scar wore a tailored suit that hugged his muscular frame, and a gold watch that sparkled on his wrist. He looked like someone who had money, power and influence. And he looked furious.He stared at her with a cold, hard gaze, as if he wanted to burn a hole through her skull. He glanced around the room one more time and crossed his arms over his chest.“Ready to leave?" He asked in a deep, commanding voice.Lena swallowed hard. She tried to look defiant, but she felt like a mouse in front of a lion.“No,” she said.“No?”“I mean, yes.”He raised an eyebrow.“I don't see your bags packed.”“You didn't tell me we were leaving today!”He shook his head.“Do I need to spell everything to you?”Lena bit her lip. She knew he was right. She decided to try one last thing. Maybe she could appeal to his sense of pity, or at least his sense

Lena blinked, surprised by his offer."Your bodyguard?" she repeated.Scar nodded."Yes, my bodyguard. You see, I have many enemies in this city and beyond. Raiders, rebels, rival gangs, you name it. They all want a piece of me or my territory. And they will stop at nothing to get it."He paused, looking at her intently."That's why I need someone who can protect me at all times. Someone who is loyal, brave, and skilled in combat. Someone like you."He reached out and touched her hand gently."Will you do it?" he asked softly.Lena felt a jolt of electricity run through her body at his touch. She quickly pulled her hand away, feeling flustered.She looked at him warily, wondering what he was up to. Was this some kind of trap? Was he trying to seduce her or manipulate her? Or did he really trust her enough to make her his bodyguard?She decided to play along for now, until she could figure out his true intentions."Sure," she said hesitantly. "I'll do it."Scar smiled brightly, clapping