★★★Alexander was told to retreat by the demons watching over the village. They bowed their heads to the king but were powerless to defy Bael's command."I'd prefer not to kill my army. Thus, move aside. If you obey my commands, you can rest assured that no force will use its might against you," Alexander growled.“My king, forgive our boldness. We have no choice but to oppose you."One of the demons spoke up and flew towards Alexander, who was in his devil form with the crown on his head.Alexander grabbed the demon's head and pulled it apart from his body. The blood splattered on Alex, but he had issued a strong warning.“All of you are my army, so it will be unfortunate if no one survives,” Alexander said as he advanced.Due to their collective strength, the demons all decided to attack the king at once after first weakening him.One of them used wind power stronger than a storm, causing the tree around Alexander to uproot from the soil. Despite its immense power, it was in
★★★ 15 days later; Sunday; The happiest song had been sung by birds as the morning had emerged with a fresh zest for life. In preparation for the day, the flower garden had blossomed. Winter began, so it was a little cold but the day was beautiful. A small, lovely woman moved her body on a large queen bed while groans escaped her mouth. She gradually opened her eyes. She noticed the white roof as her blurry vision began to fade. Her gaze was drawn to the light coming in through the bay window. She raised her hand and touched her face in bafflement. She mumbled, “Am I alive?” “How can I let you die?” Alexander's sudden voice jolted Bella's heart from her ribcage. She looked at the door and saw him standing there with a glass of water. “Alex,” she choked her words. Alexander smiled with his teeth open and went up to the bed. His purple eyes gave Bella the same old feeling. She got emotional and happy. Even though she wanted to ask if he was real, Bella could not able to utter any
"Boom, Boom.""play the music loud.""Say Boom, Boom... Boom!""You fucked us, Jazzy. Please fuck us with one more remix of yours."The whole bar was dancing in unison. The rhythm was changing as the lightning changed its flicker, making the atmosphere vibrant and colorful. People were coming in groups, joining the whole crowd, jumping and singing. Everyone put their fatigue aside and rejoiced as if they had finally found the drug to feel alive.When you are introverted and don't know how to enjoy life, no atmosphere could make you alive and that happened with Isabella who came with her friends Danny and Bethany but still, she was alone, sitting in the corner, holding a diary where she had just written down the whole atmosphere of the bar."Hey, girl. You are pretty. Have a drink with us. You are alone, we are alone, fun is waiting for us. Why not we hop ourselves into the fun?" Two overly drunk men came to Isabella and started harassing her. After entering the bar Isabella chose a re
Warm yellow rays wafting through the window fell on the person sleeping on the bed. Her calm gasping changed into a groan as the beam fell on her face. She tried to shift her face by moving her body to the other side but felt a throbbing pain in her waist as she was about to turn. She had no intention of opening her eyes, but still, the pain and the glares of the bright sun compelled her to open them. Her hazel eyes slowly opened but were immediately shut because it was too bright to look at. Just then she heard curtains move, dimming the brightness. Her hazel eyes were now sharply opened and found unknown surroundings.'This is not her home, then where is she?' it worked as horror in her mind. Immediately she rushed to sit up and the pain in her waist doubled. "Ah! My waist," Isabella groaned and caressed the place. Just then, an unknown voice made her heart leap. "You are thinking about your waist when you almost lost your life last night. Why are you so desperate to party at
★★★★★Alighting from the cab, Isabella arranged her look and brightened her cheeks with a smile, as she looked dull when she looked at herself in the mirror. Her father is very cautious about her. It is really difficult for him to raise a daughter without a mother. But that didn't mean he gave up and married another woman because he loves her mother.She saw him crying, holding the picture of her mother. There isn't a single time when her father hasn't kissed her mother's photo before leaving the house for work.She understood the word love only after seeing her father. In her eyes, her mother and father are forever Romeo and Juliet.Unlocking the door, Isabella called her dad. She has the spare key, it was also the special key as it has a small dangling frame of her and her father."Dad! Have you made breakfast? I already missed my first class." Isabella is a college student majoring in English literature. She also knew how to speak Spanish. The biggest advantage of being an introver
★★★★ "You should file a police report. Those bastards must be punished," Danny and Bethany were so angry their fists tightened with Isabella's every word. They were scared as well as furious. They couldn't believe that so many things had happened to Isabella, and they didn't know. What if something had happened? Would they ever be able to forgive themselves? It was their fault that they took her there, but did not take care of her. "I'm sorry Isabella," Bethany hugged her at first, while Danny wiped her tears before hugging her, "I'm sorry, too. We were so careless last night. It won't happen again.""Stop it, it was not your fault. We went there for the party and you can't just babysit me there. It was my misfortune," Isabella smiled while her both hands were patting their back to calm them down. These are two of the best gems she has had since the beginning of her college. Apart from her father, she has these two crazy women as her supporters.Bethany and Danny were both rich gi
★★★ "What kind of lecture is that? We felt like we were standing in front of a devil and one mistake could perish our souls right instant. Damn!" Danny and Bethany both huffed their breath, which they had been holding. They brought their little mirror, lipstick, and powder for touchups, as they thought it dulled because of the fear they had received from the new president's appearance. Isabella didn't say a word as her mind was still twirling at that moment when their gaze collided, which might not have been intentional as she had believed. When their eyes met, she saw the fire. It was giving her the feeling of the victim, as if the trap was ready, waiting for her to step inside."Darling, Isabella. You're still intoxicated by the lecturer. Oh, sorry, sorry, our new president. Haha." It was the first time Bethany noticed Isabella was absent-minded. And her eyes had not yet left the door. And what is this thing called: an infatuation, when you saw someone sexy and spiced."Have you s
In the library, Isabella leaned against the bookshelf while her hand was gripping a rack behind her. She couldn't forget Jenny's crying. She looked pitiful. Isabella realized that Jenny's spirit was broken. The way she begged was the last door she could express her love, but in the end, she gave her life to revive her soul."Rest in peace, Jenny. Now God will be with you. Goodbye!" prayed Isabella. She had one thing in her heart; that she would never fall in love with someone like Alexander. A girl should be alone forever, but never give her heart to someone like Alexander. "Hi! Bella," a handsome man carrying a charming smile approached Isabella. "Hi, Noah. How are you? I heard you went to London," asked Isabella and gave him a friendly smile. They've known each other from day one, but what set them apart was their status. A month later, not caring about these things, Noah came and befriended Isabella's group. "Yeah, family business. Fathers had some work with me," Noah replied,