All Chapters of ASSASSIN LUNA: Chapter 61 - Chapter 70

It has been a month since Hayden started looking for my parents; it has been from one dead end to another. There was no picture of any of them, so no one knows for sure what they looked like. I was reluctant at first, but right now, each dead end hurts as badly as a fresh cut. I asked Hayden to stop looking a couple of times, but he won't hear of it; according to him, if it's the only thing that he does, he must reconcile me with my parents. Maybe that is one of many reasons I'm falling helplessly in love with him. It was a cool night, and I was having some me time in the sitting room watching a TV series while sipping water. They said the first trimester was the worst, but I think whoever said that never experienced past the first trimester, because the second trimester is slowly killing me. I practically find it hard to sleep these days, and I can't seem to keep my food down; it just comes right up immediately I'm done eating, hence why I'm sipping water and not some freshly p

AGNAR'S POVI stood over her body on the floor, wondering how she turned out this way. We were friends even before we became lovers, or maybe it was all in my head. Maybe I'm just the one who saw her as a friend while she saw an enemy; I couldn't take my eyes off the bitch lying on the floor beneath me. I quickly bent over, lifted her, and threw her over my shoulders. Heading towards my quarters, I made it to my room, and placing her on a chair, I quickly tied her up. I laid down on the bed, waiting for her to wake up and answer the tons of questions going through my mind right now. I quickly went into the cupboard and brought out the phone she was hiding in there. I pulled out the stack of letters she was hiding under the pillow, and the bottle of poison was stashed in the wardrobe. I placed it all on the couch while I waited for her to wake up. They said patience is a virtue, but I agree that patience is not my forte. When I could not take it anymore, I went into the bathroom a

It has been a few weeks since we found my parents, and I have been loving each day. Every single damn day has been nothing but bliss. I guess they are trying to make up for what they did. Anyway, I was glad I could give my unborn child the warmth of a big family that I never had. And the care of her grandparents. I don't want to come off as paranoid, but I can't shake off this feeling that we would pay dearly for being this happy. I don't know if I have lost it, but I have this unshaken feeling that the worst is yet to come. I got back from my doctor's visit with Mom. Hayden had some important meetings out of the city, and I had to go with Mom for moral support. "Honey, is everything okay?" Dad asked, immediately we both stepped into the house. "I'm fine," Mom said, walking and falling onto the couch. "You don't look so well. Did something happen?" Dad asked. "She cried a lot during the ultrasound," I said. "Oh dear, the baby must have been so cute." Dad went ove

I woke up the next morning to find out that the house was swarming with guards. From the look of things, it seemed like they were well-trained. I had no idea what must have happened; I wondered if we were attacked while I was asleep, but the house looked fine. I came downstairs, heading to the kitchen. I walked by Mom's room; it was open, and she was sitting on the bed sipping some hot chocolate while going through her phone. "Knock, knock," I said, standing at the door. "Honey, you are awake. Wait, why are you up so early?" she asked. "Am I?" I asked, then glanced at the clock on the dresser. "Did I miss something?" I asked, pointing at the guards. "I don't know, but I think something happened; they came yesterday night," she explained. I must have been in deep sleep to even notice; I had no idea when Hayden came in yesterday or when he left too. I guess the whole drama yesterday must have taken a toll on me. That reminds me, Sheila has some explaining to do, like why on ear

I was due for another doctor's appointment, and thank goodness Hayden was around to take me. I had hurriedly prepared since I was a few minutes late. I have been sleeping a lot lately, and I didn't hear the alarm go off at 8 a.m. I checked myself out in the mirror and almost screamed at the woman staring back at me. Honestly, I looked a little more bloated than I did the last time I checked. I stopped checking myself out in the mirror since I almost had a heart attack checking my face in the mirror. Don't get me started on how big my nose has grown. I read about women glowing during pregnancy, but what I saw in the mirror this morning was everything but glowing. My phone began ringing, bringing me back to reality. I checked and it was Hayden. I grabbed my bag and walked to the door. I stepped out of the room, and that was when I realized that I had another problem. Ever since the incident in the kitchen, I have been avoiding Dad; it feels awkward each time I am in the same room