Mag-log inHe exhaled through his nose, letting the knowledge that she was safely tucked away in the gods’ realm comfort him once again.He stood from the couch, shoving his hands into the pockets of his pants. He let his gaze wander around the living room, looking at the sea of bodies that littered the floor.
Diana...Diana...She jolted with a scream, tormented by the fresh memory of that blinding pain, the invisible flames that consumed her.Her eyelids peeled open, her heart pounding frantically inside her chest as her hands found purchase in that soft material beneath her. She breathed fast, her body w
The air grew warmer —harder to breathe. She did not put too much thought into it, watching the Goddess perform the ritual, spewing out those words as her hands rose to the sky. The water flowed, spilling all over the altar. It reached her bare feet, and she took a step back, futilely trying to evade
The Priestess commenced to utter words in a tongue that she did not understand, her eyes glowing brighter. Diana stood straighter, her heartbeat increasing once again. She watched the Priestess dip the tip of her fingers in the bowl of glimmering water that was carved in the altar, the water suddenl
Diana exhaled, her breath coming out a little shaky. This was it. There was no turning back now. No changing her mind. She would have to walk through those doors and accept whatever was to come her way with open arms.She swallowed and steeled herself in, forcing her mind to calm. Her heart to stead
She was nervous. Scared, even. She was to finish bathing and then wear the dress Ares had left for her. Prepare for the ceremony. She still wasn't entirely convinced that she had made the best decision in agreeing to do this with him. Getting shackled to him for a supposed year, that is. He could be
For days on end, it had became her routine to do both her jobs. Serving at the cafe and then returning to King Estate to clean up the piano before she went to bed. She would also wake up throughout the night to go downstairs and listen to the ghostly male play, his slow and sometimes sad songs deepl
Holding her chin in her palm as she leaned against the counter, Diana's mind kept wandering off as for the thousandth time that morning, she reminisced every single moment of last night's truly scary event and how she, had ran away from that man like a scared mouse, without so much as a single word.
Going through everything she had packed in her traveling suitcase for the millionth time in a single hour, she sighed and worryingly bit her lip since she was still not sure that she had taken everything she needed.Truth to be told, she had no idea what she needed exactly. Did she really need that
“Ready babe?” The young male grinned at his friend as he tugged at the steering wheel and took the first turn to the right and off of the main road, entering a gravel path between tall and rich trees.They were now driving to King’s Estate just like that old lady had instructed them over the phone y







