Sage has grown quite a lot which he also knows. He is now a center of attraction for ladies like Sapphire, but hers is quite different because she turned him and now she wants to claim him. His voice is now deep, masculine, more mature and calm. His looks are also an added feature. The jaws, thin lips, nose centered perfectly, brows, eyes and forehead. They are all too perfect, and Lady Phoenix would always say he got his looks from his father."You asked for me," he said and all of a sudden, he saw their countenance change as they looked at each other.Lady Phoenix moved her eyes back to him and said, "Well, I was hoping we would eat first before anything. Come."Lady Phoenix stepped out of the room and Sage looked at Donovan who placed a hand on his back before he also stepped out.The place Sage now walked brought back lots of memories. He was walking in the large corridor that led to the dining room, the place where the memory of his father would often linger. He stepped into the
It was a bright sunny afternoon in a small town called Cinderville, a town for the peaceful as it is known. While other children could be seen playing around and giggling about, a little girl stood by her mother’s side watching them with delightful eyes. As much as she wanted to go play with the other kids, she knew she could not because that would mean disobeying her mother. Her mother has never allowed her to be with other children, let alone play with them.The little girl tore her gaze away from the kids and now looked at her mother who was busy talking to a woman in their neighborhood.“Did you say someone asked of me while I was away?” her mother asked the woman who was quite younger than her in age.“Yes,” the woman responded before she continued, “I didn’t know you had relatives from the higher class.”The little girl’s mother looked at the woman with a slight frown on her forehead and the woman gave an awkward laugh.“You know what I am saying. Ever since you came to this tow
When Kyra fell asleep after filling her stomach with food, Caitlin laid her properly on the mat and used her hand to smoothen her golden-brown hair. She has been blessed with a beautiful daughter and yet, the prophecy wants to take her away from her at a very young age.Getting up on her feet, she moved her eyes to look at the shady corner next to the door and she asked with a little frown, “Why are you hiding in your shadow?”Just as she said that, the dark shadow at the corner became a real person in form of a woman and she smiled upon seeing Caitlin. Caitlin stared at her from up to down, starting from her black hair to the hem of the expensive dress she wore unlike hers which had stitches on them and whose color already faded.“I came to see you after a long time,” the woman said and moved her feet towards her before her eyes fell on Kyra who was fast asleep.Noticing how she was staring at her daughter, she said to her, “Follow me,” and she turned around before heading to the ba
In Old-Vine Town, a place where mostly the old resides, Kathryn walked in a fast pace, heading towards the Blackburn mansion which was the oldest and tallest of all homes in the town and the old women on the way who knew who she and her family was, greeted her, but Kathryn only responded with a wave of her hand. Though she looked young to them, she has lived for over 120 years and it is a fact that most of the people at Old-Vine knows. The people are the only ones who accepts them for who they are and whenever a stranger make inquiries about them, they all pretend that they are a normal family.Kathryn marched to the front of their doorstep and one of their servants who already sighted her coming, quickly opened the door for her and stepped aside immediately so as not to meet her wrath. The woman of the house had just died and she was the next in line since her older sister, Caitlin, had cut ties with them and refused to come home.On getting inside, her Coven members, which were also
Caitlin sat on a poor unbalanced stool in her home, passing a needle with thread through a worn cloth that belongs to Kyra and she hummed along as she sews. All of a sudden, her hand stopped moving abruptly as her thoughts took her through memory lane…It was the first week of winter eighteen years ago when she met a noble man dressed in an all-black long dress with his hair neatly set. Caitlin had been sent to Creeksville which was at the east side of Old Vine Town. She was to go gather information about what they might have missed and to know what the other Covens might be up to.Unlike her own town which was filled with old people and looked as good as dead, Caitlin found interest in Creeksville because of how lively it was and not to talk of how some noble men from prestigious families do visit the place. It was the kind of place she had always wanted to settle down in without having any worry about the kind she was.On that sunny day, she stepped into the streets of Creeksville a
The next day, Caitlin and Kathryn went back to Creeksville on their mother’s order to find the girl’s family and see what the people are up to and while Kathryn won’t stop talking, Caitlin’s mind drifted back to the two priests she saw yesterday and what she overheard. The priest, Aiden, had referred to them as demons taking the form of humans and he had said they will be responsible for the end of the world. It was not as if it has never crossed her mind about the dangers lurking because of the other Covens, especially the Lifeblood Coven that is ruled by Aamon. At least, he was the reason for the different Covens they have now after the death of Lady Renee, the human wife of Lord Dante. But then, Caitlin remembered him mentioning about a sacred book. What could it possibly be? And how is their kind connected to it?“Caitlin!”Caitlin stopped walking immediately and she turned her head to look at her sister who held an annoying look.“You are not listening to me,” Kathryn said.“Oh,
That night, Caitlin stayed in her room and after an hour, she dropped the sacred book on the table and held a torn-out page close to the burning fire. Her breath shuddered as she stared at a picture of herself in the paper she held and confusion was written all over her face. She does not understand how she is connected to the book or what was written in it but one thing she knows is that, it is not her, but her own child. From everything she read and understood, it says that she is the key and her child will be the savior of mankind when evil is near. She has to offer her own child to save all mankind, including their own kind.Now it made sense to her on why the witch had said to her that she does not know what she was dealing with but then, why did she leave her with the book?“No! I am not sacrificing my own child for the sake of mankind. The fate of my child won’t be determined by a book.” And after saying that, she took her cloak and leapt out through the window.*In Creeksvill
“Mother?”Caitlin snapped out of her thoughts and turned her head to look at her daughter who sat up on the mat.“You are awake,” Caitlin said and smiled before standing up with the cloth in her hand. She cut the thread and straightened the dress for Kyra to look at.“Are we going somewhere?” Kyra asked, guessing what it meant.“Yes,” Caitlin replied. “We are going to see an old friend.”*Kyra walked with her mother in the night and she felt safe. Night times are the times where she did not have to worry about what the people are saying about them because they would hardly see that they are the ones walking. Caitlin made sure not to walk in the path where the street torches burnt brightly and she made her way towards an old bookshop.On getting there, she moved her eyes to look at the side before pushing the door open and as soon as they got in, the door came rushing back and it slammed itself shut.“That was a good save.”Caitlinheard a female voice and she pulled Kyra along with h