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Zoe’s POVI jumped out of bed with a yelp. I looked around and panicked. Regina was still in bed blissfully unaware of the danger. I yanked off my covers, rushed to her bed and shook her by the shoulders. She stirred a bit before falling back into slumber. I glanced back at the fire to see it was spreading even faster. Soon the entire room would be engulfed in flames with us in it. Without a second thought, I slapped Regina hard across the face. She jolted awake, cursing. “What the fu…” But the sight of the fire left her speechless. “Let’s go,” I Pulled on her arm. For the first time, she actually listened to me and stepped down off the bed. She gripped my arm like a lifeline as we tried to escape the room running through a path in the fire that was least likely to cause us too much harm. The door was locked shut which was strange because we had not locked it.“We have to break it down,” I told Regina. She nodded and we moved back a bit and ran into the door. It took about five tries
Craving For Her Back in the land of the living
Zoe’s POVThe world was swallowed in darkness, no light in sight. It was suffocating. I could hear a beeping sound somewhere not too far away. I flexed my fingers and felt them move. I searched through the dark for light again and slowly my kids started to open. Light flooded in, blinding me. I groaned as I tried to turn my head away from the light. Pain tore through me with my attempt. My head was pounding and my throat felt like it was someone else’s. I tried again to open my eyes but even slower this time. The illumination was slightly more bearable now. My eyes watered from the stimulation. I closed them again and tried using my ears. The beeping around me was now closer, it was coming from behind me. Where was I? Why did my whole body ache as I walked through hell? Then it flashed through my head. The fire, the smoke, mum, Andy… It hit me too hard and I suddenly found it hard to breathe again. I had really walked through hell but where was everyone? Did they all make it? Why was
Craving For Her I Hate You
Zoe’s POVMy world stopped at that moment and I gaped at my sister. My lips quivered as I tried to retrace my step. Where had it gone wrong? Had we been so late? “But it's not what you are thinking, “ She continued, picking her words carefully. “What?” I managed to ask. “What do you mean?” “They are not dead, they have disappeared,” She revealed. At this point, I did not know what to think. First, there was a relief and then questions started to mount each other again. “When, where, and for how long?”“After you got Andy out of the fire, the ambulance carried all of us here,” She said. “You and Andy were in the most critical condition, you have been asleep for four days,” I kept mute so that all the details would sink in. “Mum woke the next day after we got here, she was okay until she started acting weird.”“Weird?” I asked.For a second Regina kept quiet again. “You were stable but Andy’s condition got worse. The doctor believed that he wasn’t doing too well because he is you
Craving For Her PART TWO: We meet again
Eleven years later…Zoe’s POVEverything was in order. I checked myself in the mirror one last time and bit back a hiss before I picked up my bed and car keys. I locked the front door behind me and made my way to my car. I adjusted my seat, and rearview mirror and drove out of the drive-through. The clock in the car said that the time was a quarter before seven. I was going to be early as he had ordered. The drive to the Everett building would take about twenty minutes which gave me time to go through the details. I could not afford to miss a thing.I entered the parking lot and parked my car. It pulled down the mirror to access my face. Satisfied, I picked up my bag and made my way inside the building. I had been here a lot of times; for the interview and other things I had been called for. The Everett building was a modern glass cube. A skyscraper, more like, with white walls and black floors, a high ceiling and a tall glass staircase leading up to the well-maintained, clean and gle
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Craving For Her Agent Pierce
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Craving For Her Victor
I waited for the bell. His bell. The bell he had been using to summon me to his office. The general consensus was probably that office/desk jobs were relatively boringSince you hardly ever get off your seat but Louis and his bell begged so much to differ. Throughout the day, I had not had a moment's rest. Every second the cringing scream of the bell would slash through the air and raise me from from or from whatever I had been preoccupied with beforeAt some point, I had waited about six times contemporaneously. He had raised his head deliberately slow to look at me and quirked a dark brow in question. I thought better of explaining myself to him and left instead. He wanted me to regret getting hired, that much I knew. But even this had too damn petty for a grown man. But the ringing had ceased miraculously after a particular visitor had arrived and entered his office. I had only caught a glimpse of him as he had entered Louis' office. I didn't know yet what it was but something ab
Craving For Her Bruises from another life
Louis' POVI stepped into my office again after accompanying Victor. I stalked to my desk. My pulse raced beneath my skin as I held back every urge to walk into her office and do something that I might regret. I sat in my chair and sagged against it. The past few months have been a rollercoaster. After my discovery about the company that could ruin everything I had ever worked for. I got more information from the man with ears everywhere, the viper. He led me to Victor. Victor had been an unlikely ally during my time of need in the past and again he had proven useful. He had helped me bubble more things up to the surface. And now I knew that no one else was to blame other than Agatha Carter. Now, Zoe's motives were clear. I often found myself wondering why the hell she would have come to my company for a job after everything. I wanted so badly to believe that I had killed so much of her spirit. That I had broken her down well enough but deep down, I was not that delusional. Zoe was p
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