Novel-novel oleh MissJuly

“Why does everyone keep thinking they can take something away from me?!” Eldora grips the phone in her hand tightly until it breaks into pieces. I can feel the heat radiating off her. She could murder someone right now and not bat an eye but for some reason she’s standing still. “Don’t worry, Irene will be fine. I’ll get some people on it, right now.” I assure her while typing out a text. “Orion didn’t say ‘when’ so we must move quickly.” As I type the message, there is a sharp and sudden burst of energy that crackles the air, shutting off all the lights in the house. Startled, I jump back but I quickly rush forward once I realize it came from her. “Eldora!” I whip her around to look at me. Her fingers are twitching and her eyes are rolled back into her head. From the bond, I feel it. She’s furious. It doesn’t explain what is happening now though. What was that static? “Eldora, can you hear me?” Her teeth protrude as she releases a low growl. It vibrates her entire body. She’s a

ROMAN’S POV“Eldora, I have something to tell you.” I tell her after she has stopped crying. Now her breathing is even and she is still in my arms. I’m watching a small red bird on the balcony railing, it is pecking at nothing in particular. Eldora has her head on my thighs, I’m sure she is watching it too. “I was going to wait but it is important that you know.”“W-hat is it?” She adjusts so she can see me but she doesn’t turn fully.“I think the Enemy is after you.”“What makes you think that?” I expected at least a bit of surprise but this tightens my suspicions. Eldora is aware they are after her, but how? And if she knows, why hasn’t she said anything? I take a cluster of her silky hair into my fingers and play with it as I speak. “The relic they are searching for, do you remember what the phrase was?”Eldora’s heart skips a beat.“Eldora…” I say softly. “Do you have something to tell me?”She sits with her back facing me then turns after a moment. There is this look of guilt in

Standing before my father’s room, I pause with my hand on the cold brass handle. My fingers twitch around it, slick with the faintest sweat. I inhale deeply, once, twice.Roman’s hand brushes mine, steady, grounding. That silent encouragement gives me just enough strength to push the handle down and step inside.I don’t know what I expected… but the room is just that. A room.It’s clean. Too clean. The faint scent of polish and old cologne hangs in the air, trapped between silence and memory.The bed is perfectly made… but I can still feel it… this is where he died. Right there. On that bed.My chest seizes. I stumble a step back, the walls suddenly too close.Before I can turn to flee, Roman’s hand finds the small of my back. He doesn’t say a word; he just nudges me forward and quietly shuts the door behind us.The sound echoes. Final.The sheer curtains at the balcony shiver helplessly in the wind. The desk beneath them sits untouched, a pen lying diagonally across an open, blank pa

My room is not how I left it.The sunlight from the open balcony windows reflects off the marble and paints the ceiling and walls in a bright golden hue. Unlike my Aunt’s house where my whole room was forcibly doused in pink, this room gives off a more monochrome look. White, grey, black and the occasional splash of color from products. The bed is dressed and the pillows on the sofa are arranged neatly also.It’s cleaner. I remember scattering a few clothes and leaving them in a pile on my sofa. Aunty must have had one of the maids clean up after me.I drop my bag beside the door and head to my bed side table. The letter was there last time I checked. I rummage through the drawers… Nothing.I check the other side of the bed…Nothing.I move to the dresser…Nothing. Under the bed?Nothing.Inside my clothes or bags?…Nothing.“It’s probably in my Aunt’s room. She must have moved it there.” Her room is the third room upstairs. In the little time she has been here, she has managed

ELDORA’S POVTWO NIGHTS AGO“Go back home. Go and read the letter!” Ezra presses me. I’ve been sitting on the toilet seat for the past ten minutes, I was supposed to take a bath but. I’m too tired from crying and starving myself to do anything else.“I don’t want to.” I whisper lightly. My throat scratches as I speak. “Roman already called his Fath-”“Just do it!” Ezra’s flames whooshes loudly. “Or I will make you do it!”His sudden outburst snaps me back into reality. Ezra never yells. I knew it! He has been acting a lot differently lately.“Ezra, why-”“You’re wasting time, Eldora…”He retreats into my mind and sits quietly.-For some reason, since we got down from the plane this afternoon, Roman has been on high alert. Is he being protective because he thinks another attack will happen?I’m grateful I have him by my side. I don’t think I would have been able to endure all this if I was alone. Especially now that I have to face what I was running from.My father’s letter… What does

She nods once, terribly composed. “Do you want to see what happened?” She repeats.Does she have a way to share her memories with him? Why didn’t she do so with me?‘You don’t need proof to believe her.’ That same male voice from the cave rings in my head. Its words are a weird comfort but come with a question.‘Who are you?’ I try to ask him, but there’s no response back. How come he only speaks when it relates to Eldora.“Yes.” Elio responds, his voice is strengthened by resolve.Eldora maintains eye contact with him for a moment then there’s a beat, like a held breath. I can feel something like a static shift in the air, the way the room tightens. Before you know it, it is gone and the tension breaks as Elio takes a step back.Elio’s face hardens. He’s bitten his lip so hard blood dots his chin; and does not flinch. The rage in the room matches Eldora’s; it thickens, hot and dangerous.“I will kill him.” Elio says it like a promise and a verdict.I don’t need to question if he mean