Novels by Elijah_writes

I tightened my hand into a fist, trying to mask the envy that was written all over my expression.I can't believe I just confessed I don't like seeing him with Billy. It was the truth but no! Fuck, I better get my head in order."I... How about we, I mean, you follow me home so we can plan about the project." I say almost wondering why his look suddenly changed to a bit of sadness. He had looked comfortable with me a few minutes ago."No..." Matthew pronounced but then he seemed to have a rethink, this time his sad look already disappeared from his face. I bet we are both good at hiding our own emotions. "No problem." He stood up about leaving but I stopped him holding his wrist again.It feels as if my body is the one moving on its own. Matthew raised a questioning look at me and I quickly let go of his hand. "Will... Do you mind having lunch with me?" I asked out of nowhere.I think he's the type of person my mom used to describe when we were kids - the kind of friend you feel so co

This wasn't how I had planned my day but as expected, an event for each day has been recorded down even before it happens.I felt the warm grab on my arm and just like a fool I was following him out of the classroom but I stopped when Billy pulled me by the arm."Let's go---" Keith stopped his words and I saw his death glares at Billy. "Get your hands off him," Keith commanded, I'd never heard him talk so coldly with no trace of emotions, his plain straight face seemed to speak more goodness of his beauty, and his grey eyes that were busy glaring at Billy didn't allow me to stop staring at him, but I was snapped back to life when I heard Billy talk."You should be concerned about yourself Keith," Billy says and I begin nibbling on my lips, my head bowed, the attention right now suits them but not me who's in the center of them both. "You are acting sus, might think there isn't a difference between you and me." He added in and I did understand what he was saying.I felt Keith's grasp o

It was another bright day in school, and I had planned on confronting Matthew for ignoring me.I had sent him a text message yesterday, and even though he must have seen it, still he had decided to ignore him and I hadn't even wondered why anyone would. I mean, everyone had always been happy whenever I texted them. It wouldn't be over a minute before I got a reply back, but Matt was such a different person.My first text message to him must have stained my ego because I had had sleepless nights questioning myself if he was just busy or was purposely ignoring me.I had stayed up for more than an hour but his replies weren't even coming.He was online, I saw that!I walked into the class, of course, I came late as the exam was about to start.I glanced at Matthew as I went to have my seat but in all glorious name, he was ignoring me just like he did yesterday. I am not the one who is crushing on him so why would he feel mad at me? He should be mad at whom he thought was a best friend, b

I remained seated on my bed, my back resting on the headboard as I stared at the laptop on my lap. I was in the Google section and I had no idea what to type although I did know what to type I just don't know if I should or if I'm just been weird.With a gentle plaintive meow, Jennabeth caught my attention. I glanced at her and our eyes met. She must have been staring at me ever since I entered Google, wondering what was wrong with me. I had been sitting and staring at the blank search section for over ten minutes."I'm not being weird am I?" I say slightly patting her head, her facial expression did say I was being weird but I didn't want to admit that as a yes. "It was hectic today," I started, I might just tell her how my day went and what was troubling me. She was the only one who knew I was gay anyway and it had been quite an eventful day when I told her. Surprisingly, she had come close to me and I had realized she wanted me to hug her, it had soothed my depressed self back then

"Where have you been Mathew? You had everyone worried." The teacher scolded."I'm sorry." I bowed a bit after apologizing. Thankfully, the whole class was busy with the exam, so I wasn't getting much attention; as I raised my head, my eyes caught Billy, who I would have guessed was also worried about wherever I had been.Whatever had happened in the restroom with us wasn't of much concern at the moment as I slowly walked back to my seat, Billy must be feeling guilty for having feelings for me if only he knew it was a good thing for me, at least I would get to date someone as cute as he was before dying but what I had discussed with Keith's elder brother was what had been on my mind when I stepped into the classroom.I went to have my seat having an idea Billy must have done the same. I took my pen and started jotting down whatever answers that came to mind.."Who's that?" I had asked whoever had been in the toilet since he must have heard what we had talked about in the restroom.I w

I exhaled sharply as I walked into the classroom, only to find Billy absent. Honestly, I was already wrestling with a sense of guilt.What drove me to spark that argument? What made me react so intensely to the hug? It seems like something only someone consumed by jealousy would do.I took my seat and pulled out my phone, hoping that browsing the web might distract me from these remorseful feelings.Darren and Mark entered the classroom and as soon as I noticed them, they walked towards me. "Hey man, what's up? Why did you go with Billy? You didn't even finish your food," Mark said while sitting on the chair facing me. Meanwhile, Darren stood next to the table and focused his attention on me. "I lost my appetite," I responded. "Also, you shouldn't interfere with me and Winifred next time," I added, referring to the milk incident he had caused in class. The milk was meant for Matthew, but it was such a stupid idea after all. Thank goodness I didn't give it to him, or I would have been

Mr. Vampire halted the car.I wasn't willing to alight from the car just yet but I didn't like the atmosphere in here either. Someday I'm gonna steal the car and drive it all I want."I'd be a bit late," I said, opening the door."Your phone?""What's it?" I asked back, already fetching my phone from my pocket.What was the use of acting stubborn? He got whatever he wanted after all.I stretched the phone to him and I watched him dial some numbers. He hung up, then returned my phone to me."Pick up whenever I call you." He said without glancing at me.I alighted from the car with the door closing itself. I opened the backseat door and grabbed my backpack.Killian soon zoomed off, the car's speed was smooth as fuck. I wasn't even the only person staring at the Lamborghini as it was driven off.Almost every student who arrived at the college that morning stared at the car.Godwin’s College was your average middle-class school—most of us had probably never seen a Lambo in real life until

I closed the door behind me and heaved a sigh.What was that? Staring at me as though I wouldn't leave his office alive. I swear I don't think I could continue living here.I turned to go but stopped on my track when I saw Ronan staring at me with a gaze that he obviously thought was intimidating.If he hadn't been a vampire like Killian I would have punched that annoying gaze out of his face. What the hell was their deal?I ignored him about leaving when he took a step blocking my path."What the fuck do you want?" I fired."You almost disrespected the boss."I scoffed irritably. "So... You wanna punch me?""You do have a gut for someone who's just a damn mortal—" Ronan didn't complete his statement when I took a step forward, my expression stern—daring him to complete his words.I was so done being seen as some weak mortal. They better just convert me to a vampire so they really would see what I was capable of.Ronan stepped back chuckling—wait... Was he intimidated by me?"You real

I took the files on my desk, running my eyes through the records of demons and thralls beneath me. While the ferryman manages the high-tier demons, I do the same for my thralls. I rarely have anyone sent to hell or become a rogue, unlike the other high-tier demons. Another reason why they hated me was that I could become the next ferryman.My thralls knew better—I’d rather end them myself and send them straight to hell than let them roam like goddamn rogues after banishment causing threat not only to mortals but us in the higher position.I could recollect the last time one of my thralls became a rogue—tha fucking monster did some real damage before he was finally dragged to hell. Maximus, as a high-tier demon, would be an even bigger nuisance.I heard a knock on the door, but didn't turn my attention to it, then I heard the person enter—no, they were two, and that wasn't Emily.I raised my head at the person, looking away from Ronan, who I knew had entered, as my eyes fixated on Reid

"That wouldn't happen." One of the demons beside me said abruptly. "There is no way humans would ever overcome us. They are too weak not to want us." "True. You have nothing to worry about ferryman Carlos." Another chipped in.I leaned my back on the chair with a bored expression.I was in a meeting that happened every two weeks. As much as I hated being here, it was just a dumb compulsory rule for high-tier members like me to be present."They even ask for our help in every little situation, so how the hell would they overcome us?" Ahab scoffed. He was seated across from me, and somehow we shared the same dislike towards mortals. He brought his face to me, a smirk threatening to appear on his face.I didn't need to read his mind when I guessed he was about to say something stupid."I guess I was worrying for nothing." The ferryman who was seated at the high chair whispered. "And the rules are not to interfere with what they do—you almost broke that." He turned to Ahab."They got on

"You are back!" Lia shouted as soon as we stepped into the house.Killian didn't look my way—he hadn't either as I watched him take his seat on the one-seater sofa."Hey," she called my attention, and I turned to her forcing a smile.Not for heaven’s sake—after what I’ve just seen—could I ever act normal around them again.What the hell have I seen back in the tattoo shop! First, he froze humans like it was nothing then... The shop owner... Oh fucking hell!"Bet Killian's behind this," Lia muttered, eyeing him. He didn’t return the glance—like we didn’t exist. I didn't even know what their relationship was, and neither did I care. I seem to have gotten myself into trouble and I swear I'm already regretting accepting his help.Should I already start to plan my escape?"Have your seat, I'll go bring some coffee," Lia said as she walked towards Killian; she muttered something to him, and Killian responded back.I took my seat on the third sofa, placing my luggage on the floor. I wasn't e

I was walking on the sidewalk of the pedestrian road. Mr. Vampire was probably behind me, he had remained the same when we were on our way to the house—walking behind me like a goddamn guard.I didn't care anyway. It was better being seen with someone like him—yet, where are we even going?I stopped on my track and exhaled before turning to him. As expected, his hands were tucked into his pocket, his emerald green eyes staring boringly at me."Where are we heading to?" I asked flatly."I have somewhere to be at before we go back to my place." He responded taking a step forward to me. "Or do you have somewhere else to be?" He asked, a bit sarcastically, before walking away."But—don't you have a car or something?" I shouted but he didn't even budge. Was trekking a thing for vampires?Ah, shit!I continued walking—now being the one behind him, my eyes fixed on him.He had a broad back, I wonder how muscular he would be without clothes on. He looked thirty-five on our first meeting; righ