People say time can change a lot of things but the question is….Is it true?Doesn’t time just make you used to of living with it?Well Sandra and Enola would always have a mental battle between these two arguments.Sandra opened her eyes and found Enola standing in front of her.Seeing Sandra a smile made it’s way onto her faceThey both walked towards each other and hugged“ who won?” asked Enola“ it’s again a tie” Sandra replied pullingThey both sat on the floor of the same room they both always see in their dreams while silently enjoying each other’s presence.“ two years has it been”Sandra spoke all of the sudden“ yeah. By the way did you found how was Night able to read the poem?”A smile broke onto Sandra’s face“ what’s so funny?”“ the way the clock works is damn weird.”“ what did you found out?” Enola raised an eyebrow“ do you remember I told you about this place Night rushed to save my life.”“the river?” Enola pointed“yeah. That wasn’t the first time Night had been
"Ancient timeline*Pain! that was the first thing that i felt as i regained my consciousness. why the fuck it hurts so much?not gaining the answer if the question i slowly proceeded to open my eyes only to found myself in an unfamiliar surroundings.i bolted and sat up and started looking around. everything was sooo Red?!The room decorated with red things. the veil covering the bed i was laying on was also red just like ancient marriage decorations.my eyes were still roaming around but they stopped and widened when they fell on the mirror. My jaw dropped! i quickly stood up and ran towards the mirror not believing my eyes. My appearance was fully changed.My huge blue doll eyes were replaced by medium green almost hazel ones. the dark drown shoulder length hairs were now jet black and till my waist.my natural porcelain pale spotless skin was now tanned and had freckles. my thin pink heart shaped lips were now perfect pouty red lips. i wanted to scream on top of my lungs a
my mind was processing trying to find any logical reason of what the actual fuck has happened."Looks like my little wife is nervous!" The prince teased pissing Sandra off."Look mister i don't know who the hell you are and neither i give a fuck about it but you have the wrong girl here. i am not your wife so please wither stop acting like a hooligan or go and flirt with your REAL wife!" As those words left Sandra's mouth a low but dangerous growl escaped from the man's mouth sending chills down Sandra's spine.He walked towards Sandra radiating his dangerous aura. with each step Sandra's heart beat more violently. unconsciously she started stepping backwards but got the dead end when her back hit the wall.The man now stood just inches away from her.once again his hot breath was falling on her cold skin sending shivers down her spine."Dare to repeat those words again!" The man whispered yet his voice sounded very dangerous daring her to defy him. she had to admit that she was inde
The place was now filled with grunts and groans followed by screams and pleads of the guards.Poor little things!i almost felt bad for them. Almost!as i finished killing the last guard a noticed that my bright red dress was now covered in crimson red liquid. not that i mind i actually feel better now.You see being the daughter of a mafia and being trained your whole life till you bones cracked and skin cut open till flesh is visible blood becomes your best friend and comforts you actually.but being pushed beyond limits didn't mean i wasn't loved.my father loved me to his bones. he spoils me alot. the reason he trained me so brutally is because he knows the world out there is even more brutal.he doesn't want his daughter to suffer and not being able to fight back.i was soo lost in my own thoughts that i didn't even realize the doash bag was looking at me shocked.I snapped back to reality when i heard clicks of two metals bumping into each other.one dozen guards again stood in
the fuck is wrong with him?i asked myself. he laid down his alluring face facing mine and looked at me like i was his favorite candy. my two thoughts came at a war of weather to ask his name or not.finally i defeated my thought of not to ask him by saying i should at least know the name of the person i am spending my night with. "What's your name?" I asked and held my breath.Why the hell am i acting like a teenage girl? ughhh!The fucker looked a bit....shockedwell why won't he? You married him had a good fight with him and yet don't know his name.my subconsciousness scolded me.He stared into my noe green eyes like he was studying my soul"Night Salazar" He said What a unique and dangerous name!How can one name held so much power?Night Salazar. i repeated and liked how his name rolled on my tongue.Suddenly i felt an arm around my torso making me snap back to reality."Hey hey!!! keep your distance"i said pushing Night away.Night Salazar. what the fuck? stop your bullsh
*Modern World*Enola POVi quickly got off the bed screaming to which the idiot next to didn't even a bit surprised"Who the hell are you? and where the hell am i?" I said or more like yelled looking around to the most unfamiliar and weird yet breathtaking room my eyes have ever witnessed"Well in case you hit your head somewhere and forgot this is Black mansion and i am the owner of it Jonathan Black also your future husband."He said getting off the bed"Bullshit! i don't even know you" i argued.He slowly stepped towards me like a predator reaching his prey and that is when i noticed his features.His dark brown eyes just like those brown hairs of his perfectly matched with that tanned skin of his. Those red lips sharp jawline and that aw dropping muscular body. he was a walking piece of art.I was so lost admiring his features that i didn't even notice that grin on his face"So my wife likes what she is seeing" His words made me snap back to reality as i virtually slapped myself
"How the fuck did this even happened?" I yelled not believing my eyes.i am stuck not only in the body of the girl in my dreams but also with her creepy husband all because of a stupid wish?Yes! i did wish to be her. What a stupid wish right?Well what would your devastated self would do when your so called father set your marriage with a ruthless and pervert man not to forget he was a bloody prince with a whole harem filled with countless beautiful women. whom you don't even know by saying i have done it for your good.For My Good?! My foot!He did it for his own good.That bloody son of a bitch bribed my greedy dad with countless amount of gold plates and asked my hand in marriage only because i embarrassed him or more like showed him that he has no right on me when he tried to flirt with me.and now because of that stupid man i am here. I was so lost in cursing that son of a bitch that i didn't even noticed the other son of a bitch standing behind me"Is my wife thinking about me
*Johnathan POV*i panicked like hell when Sandra's body (in which Enola is present) went limp in my hands as she stopped struggling and closed her eyesWhat the hell have i done?i quickly took her in my embrace and checked her heart beat. thank God! it's still there.i quickly laid her on the bed and gave her required medical treatment. once I was done i just sat there seeing her sleep.Oh how i feel for this girl after just seeing her for once.saying she is Beautiful would be an extreme understatement.she is breath taking!i know she was the one when i first saw her. those beautiful big blue eyes like doll's. that pale skin. those soft pink lips. those dark brown hairs dancing along with wind.that was at least 10 years ago! ever since then i worked hard to be the next mafia just for her. i had to defeat and prove that am better than my older brother. which lead him to hate me till bones.like i care anywag! so once i was ready i told her dad i wanted to marry her. He was reluct