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The heart of the man who has been nothing but an animal half his life cackled with an uneasy pace. The sky fell over his head, making him see the reality. The situation made him dead nervous as a thick sheen of sweat coated his body like a second skin. His vision blurred when eyes burned from watching the reflection of the man who he has stabbed in the back for power. The heir he believed has died years ago was looking straight in his eyes with hatred and satisfaction. Henry must have shivered with fear if he wasn’t so tensed anticipating the enemy’s next move. The heated ocean blues kept him pinned at one position, daring him to flinch. The sixth sense in Henry screamed that it was over now. He won’t breathe any longer. The son of the true King was going to slaughter and maul him, but a bigger part revolted stupidly. He was still the King of these lands and no one, no one can remove him from his
21st CenturyNew YorkPresentTimeThe biggest truth of our universe. An occurrence running with a constant rhythm. An entity that never gets old or young. Eternal. It is always there, watching, acknowledging, recording. A sign of the lord’s presence. His message is loud and clear, keep walking because even if you stop time won’t. It will run with the same cadence as it was running eons ago. The most valuable contrivance of a man’s life. Seasons will come and go but the time we’ve lost will never repeat. It’s like that arrow of a bow that never returns, the bitterness of a tongue which cannot be taken back.It is rare and some otherworldly fiasco when the lord decides to intervene. Therefore, it must be a really special occasion to steal Big Boss’s attention. It’s uncommon when the lord compromises with the thr
21st CenturyNew York‘My caress provoked a long, guttural gnarl.‘You’d better let the dog alone,’ growled Mr. Heathcliff in unison, checking fiercer demonstrations with a punch of his foot. ‘She’s not accustomed to be spoiled—not kept for a pet.’ Then, striding to a side door, he shouted again, ‘Joseph!’Joseph mumbled indistinctly in the depths of the cellar, but gave no intimation of ascending; so his master dived down to him, leaving me vis-à-vis the ruffianly bitch and a pair of grim shaggy sheep-dogs, who shared with her a jealous guardianship over all my movements. Not anxious to come in contact with their fangs, I sat still; but, imagining they would scarcely understand tacit insults, I unfortunately indulged in winking and making faces at the trio, and some turn of my physiognomy so irritated mad
21st CenturyNew York“How are you both feeling now?”The question came out of blue before falling like a bolt of lightning over their shoulders. Ocean blues ducked to look away, avoiding the confrontation to deep sorrow whereas, defiant browns stared hard, daring the person to say more. The grey-haired man sitting on the sumptuous couch in front of them urged, genuinely concerned for their well-being. The loosely fitted dark Armani sagged heavily against his figure when he brought a cup of steaming tea close to his lips before blowing the surface gently. His dark eyes remained trained over the two building blocks of a debilitated empire. But when he collided with fervent enigma, which turned darker with unannounced fierceness, R.L Novak looks away. Girl of Mason Williams was too arduous to get through.“Mr. Novak, why are you here?” Alex charged firmly before straighte
21st CenturyNew YorkHer frame was tensed but her head remained high as she crosses the corridors of main campus of the University for the first time after 2 months. Her face was stoic to reveal a single fragment of vehemence inside. Her spine was upright as if tied against an iron rod, whereas steps were slow and calculated. Today sneakers protected her feet from otherwise killer heels that she used to wear before the accident. Her hips didn’t continue that confident sway. Anxiety rolled from her figure in tons and sweat covered her body like a thin sheath. The jacket she wore to complete the look and hide the bony figure, now suffocated her. Her brown orbs focused ahead, dodging the curious gazes of onlookers as she proceeded towards the locker section. She knew most of those glares weren’t even for her but the mouthwatering specimens walking by her side. For the first time, Lauren felt small
21st CenturyNew YorkIt was dusk when Sun decided to take a dip behind the rush hours of day and night was in the process of spreading its web to darken the sky. But the city never looked so alive. It became more active. The end of the week marked more hustle than usual days. The empty and lonely restaurants and clubs started to fill up once the clock strikes 8. The traffic was terrific.Oppose to the life outside, a mournful silence was settled in the study of Miller mansion. Hearts were beating slowly and brains were unraveling fast, working on theories and aspects that have destroyed so many families. Alex was settled on his father’s chair, a haunted look trifling in his eyes. The contents of the heavy green file were frightening and mind-numbing. He was going through the pieces of investigation that were collaged together to form a solid case. His orbs scan the pictures of death for the fi
21st CenturyNew YorkScary bloodshot oceans glared back with the passion that rattled her to the core. He left her arms to cup her cheeks and then glanced at the bleeding man on the floor.“If I hit him now, he will die.” His whisper was deadly and she stops her movement. Her ragged breaths hit his face and his eyes soften, watching her slowly turning tedious. The adrenaline levels were going down. “For the words, he used to disrespect you, I will destroy him. I will bring him on the streets. He will regret his choices until the day he dies. Is that okay? Will that make you happy?” His voice was restrained and effective, and it thrummed awareness in her body. “World will laugh at him and throw dirt over him. Will you be satisfied after that?” Alex asked once again and she tried to break from his hold. He was scaring her now. His hold was strong.“Stop
21st CenturyNew YorkFat tears roll down her cheeks as she registered the brutal side of humanity. She wanted to scream and bellow but the sound was ripped from her throat a long time ago. Now she just sat there, like a doll with inert eyes, looking at the bunch of strange men wearing drab tracksuits entering the mansion quietly, descending into her nest, like demons of the night. Her head was resting against the headset of a wheelchair and fingers were curled on the armrests pathetically. Only if she had the power to move. The woman couldn’t show her fear openly but her heart was ready to burst out of her chest, noting the men kneeling over the plush carpet and gently collecting the limp body of her husband with calculated precision. They lifted the unmoving frame and started to fold the same carpet around him.She urinated, recalling how he achieved this fate.Her son has done the dee
“Lord, I also fell in love- I also gave away painI was happy, but something was missingLord, I also felt pride- I also gained knowledgeI lived life, but something was missingLord, I didn’t see you- everything couldn’t be soldAnd where I stopped, the evening was lonelyYou’re there in the lack of my desiresYou’re there in the wetness of my eyesYou’re there in my hopeYou’re there in my thirstYou’re there in my breathsYou’re there in my unneeded laughterYou’re there in whatever I seeYou’re there in my tearsYou’re there in my envyYou’re in my lifeFrom the truth of lifeFrom the d