Novels by Babs

"Sit down." I could hear the tremble in my own voice. I hated fighting, but I hated not knowing even more. I was sick and tired of the secrets.His eyebrow shot up and disappeared in his hair. His hair was messy and too long again, but he was insanely handsome. His entire messy demeanor lit my entire body on fire. I couldn't be distracted now, I was too angry. "I need to know the truth. I am tired of all the secrets around me." "I told you from the beginning that I have secrets I can not share. Not even with you, and it is not my secrets to share." He said seriously. Implying that the conversation was over. "That is not good enough anymore." I said finally. "What does that mean?" "That means that I will be taking the kids to mom and dad. You will be going wherever it is you disappear to and stay there until you can be honest with me...""No!" He spat interrupting me.This time, it was my turn to look at him eyebrows raised. "I will not leave you and my kids again." He

I felt pissed off, how could they not tell us? All this time I was here protecting her, but they couldn’t let me in on their little secret. I tried to understand but could not. Now we were putting our faith in this assassin. I had enough to worry about without having to worry about secrets being kept from me. Siraccusa was hounding my parents about my return. She didn’t know that I was back, but she was keeping an eye on my parents waiting to see when I would be back. She still fully attended that I marry her son, thinking that my time exiled would have made me more pliant to her wishes and that I would not defy her or her son because I would fear exile again. She was very much mistaken. The only thing I feared was that she would find a way to hurt my family. And knowing the vindictive bitch, she would. There was something off about her hold on the elder council and I have always suspected it but now I knew for certain. We have been trying to solve the mystery, and it ha

I must have dozed off in the moonlit night because when I opened my eyes Vera was standing over me, her hands propped on her hips.“What were you thinking?” She scolded me.“About what?”She spread her arms, taking in the scenery around us as an answer.“I was not thinking, I was hot and needed some fresh air.”She sighed and sat next to me.“I understand but we cannot protect you if we do not know where you are.”I nodded and twiddled my thumbs.“I should probably tell you, Marcov was here…”“What?” she exclaimed in horror in exasperation.“I need to pee.” I blurted out, standing up and walking around the cave to take a leak.She waited for me patiently, and obviously still waited for an answer to her question.“He was apparently hired to help.” I explained.“To help who with what? More importantly what is the price?” she asked skeptically.“None of your concern.” We both jumped in surprise. He approached us from where I just came back. I blushed violently. I honestly hoped that

I was sitting outside, looking up at the dancing sky. The moon was a crescent and the night was dark except for the stars dancing and shimmering in the nigh sky. They looked so happy and for a moment I envied them. The cold ocean breeze on my face soothed the mild fever I would get every now and again this last couple of days. If Vera knew that I was outside of the cave, she would probably kill me. She was especially protective since they noticed that I was pregnant. It seemed like I would indeed have a supernatural pregnancy, and I was grateful for that. Maybe I will get to meet my baby after all. Unfortunately, the downside to it was that it required much more energy from my side and I was running empty as it was. The last couple of weeks I would sneak out of the cave when Vera was busy. As my belly grew, some complications arose. My days outside the cave became more frequent as I was waiting for William and Thentos to appear but as the days went on, I had to consider

I woke up, conflicted. I did not know why, and I didn’t understand the reason for my confliction, maybe it was the impending battle but that could not be because I felt fear with a dash of excitement regarding the battle. Maybe I was conflicted about fighting in the battle because I knew if I wanted to run, it had to be now. Any other time would be devastating to all these men, women, and even some youngsters. Orphaned by the sycophants that followed Victorianna and saw their chance to take what they wanted in the chaos that followed the battle that should have ended the war. For once, I did not want to run. I wanted it all to end, and I played a crucial part in this plan. In the end it will be William and I who ends that bitch. So that brought me back to, why was I feeling conflicted? I didn’t know and I ran out of time pondering the question about my own feelings when I heard the camp stirring. It was time. I walked up to the group, waiting for William to set the plan in motion.

Annoyed, completely and utterly annoyed, was what I felt. Not just with the situation or everyone around me. I couldn't believe that I got sucked into this shit again. I was supposed to deliver the message and then be off, but no, I had to read that damned letter. Here, I was once again out of guilt trying to fix things that could not be fixed. Why do I want to prove to these suicidal misfits that I could also be a hero? It has been two days, and everyone was getting restless, especially William and Thentos. We were starting to workshop some new ideas on how to proceed with the plan without Marcov. Unfortunately, as much as we didn't want to admit it, we needed him to gain the advantage. I spoke to Briana. Well, I spoke to her mentally, not physically, obviously. She was long gone. She was hiding out in the human world. She was at the battle, and when she saw what happened, she used the confusion to her advantage, as so many did it would seem and disappeared. She fled to th