Cassie RobertAll my body hurts badly. I can't believe he took me there for his guards to beat the hell out of me. This is insane. "Ah! It hurts..." I wince in pain as Zoey massages the bruises with a cold towel. I'm lying flat on the mat on my belly with some part of my body open. Thanks to Zoey, she's here to tend to my wound. It's night already, but the pain is preventing me from sleeping. Tears well up in my eyes as pains shoot through me. For how long will I have to endure this pain? For how long will I have to go through this every day? What if I end up still losing my life after going through so much pain? What will happen if I suddenly cannot take it anymore? Will I die? "It's done," Zoey's voice pulls me out of my deep thoughts, and I wipe my tears from my cheeks. The pains have relieved me now, all thanks to her. Zoey is a nice young lady. "How're you feeling now?" She whispers, and I nod my head. The others are already fast asleep. "I'm feeling much better. Thank you,"
The United StatesD&D company"Sir, the files are all ready now. You're having an appointment with JayZs group of company in three hours. The interview with the media is in four hours and you have to speak with Mr. Coleman about the contract," A young lady talks nonstop as she walks beside a tall young man. The man is wearing a black suit, his thick black hair is messy with some strands curled up his forehead, his skin is smooth and looks flawless and soft, and he's wearing black sunglass. He is walking elegantly to the elevator while having a plain look on his face.He steps inside the elevator with the young lady, while having his hands tucked inside his pockets. His aura is dark and intimidating. It is always weird where those auras are coming from. "Cancel the contract with Mr. Coleman. Cancel all my appointments for today and get my week's schedule adjusted. Submit it to my desk when you're done with it," the elevator door opens and he strides out elegantly alone. His walking st
"You'll have to keep her alive. She is the only one that can kill her father," the priest says, and alpha Damien's eyes darken as waves of anger spur through him. This isn't the news he was yearning for, he wants her dead already and nothing should be stopping him. He has been punishing her, but none of it seems to get to her, and it's already driving him to the edge of craziness. How's that even possible? She should've been affected by the punishments, but nothing is happening to her. Seeing her every day is pissing him off, seeing her is reminding him of the past and the pain his dad had been through. "Why?" He thunders angrily, springing up to his feet. His eyes darken angrily, and his aura darkens. "She is the only one that can kill her father, my lord. Nicolai has been the second most powerful man and...""Cut that crap! I have told you to stop telling me that!" He cuts him off, and the priest quickly apologizes. "My lord, there's a spell cast on her, which needs to be broken.
Chapter 19Her head bangs with pain as she tries to open her eyes, and she closes them back again. Her whole body feels so weak and she finds it difficult to move any part of her body. Like a movie, the incident of the earlier moment replays in her head and she forces her eyes open, only to find herself in a strange room. "Where am I?" Still lying on the bed and staring at the place strangely, she asks herself in a whisper. Is she dead? This place doesn't look like the heaven she has always heard about, so where the hell is she? Those are the questions that keep running through her mind as she stares at the place in confusion. "What were you doing outside at that time?" A cold masculine voice emerges from the dark, sending a chilled sensation to her body, as her heart misses a beat. That's the voice she will always recognize even in her deep sleep. It's alpha Damien. At this point, her weakness has already been drained and represented by fear. She quickly sits up on the bed and til
Cassie Robert Staying in the castle with the alpha is the worst punishment ever. I have been living in the castle for the past one week, and these past few days have been the worst days of my life. The only difference now is that I get to see madam Leila often, and she always gives me food to eat, which she always does secretly. I have worked my life out here without rest with each day that passes by, and I think I'll pass out anytime soon. I have been awake for the past five minutes after the big bell that do wake the maids up every morning, rang loudly. I have been awake, but I can't move my body as they feel numb and hard to move. What was I even expecting, when I work all day without resting? The loud bang on the door reminds me that I have some work to do out there. The first thing I have been doing every morning is to wake up before the alpha and go to wait for him at his doorstep until he wakes up. Who does that? That's wickedness, but who am I to complain? I mean, can't som
She watches as Olivia walks out of the kitchen. Her blood is boiling in rage and anger is written all over her, her words are hurting her, but she can't even retaliate. Taking a deep breath to get rid of the anger that has been trying to consume him, she smiles faintly before she finally turns her attention to the sink and she starts washing the dishes. It takes her another thirty minutes, and after she's done, she strides to the alpha's chamber to check up on him. Luckily for her, he's not back yet. She's always happy whenever the alpha is away from the castle, as it gives her some time to have breathing space. It has been a while since she last got to see her only friend in the pack, which is Zoey. She has really missed her a whole lot and wishes that they can see each other, but there's no way they can. Striding down the veranda and going nowhere, in a bid to clear off her head and get some fresh air before the alpha returns to the castle, a slightly opened door at the far end of
Evening... Unlike every other day that he'd feel so lively after a long ride, today was different. He went out earlier today to race, in a bid to get rid of his messy thoughts lately, but nothing worked out for him as it only worsened his state of mind. Standing in the garden and staring into space, his mind is occupied with so many thoughts. He has been sad lately, he has been broken, and he needs someone to talk to. Someone that'll understand that he's in pain, someone that won't judge him, but since his beta is not around, then there's absolutely no one he could share his problem with. Being a leader is indeed tough. You would have to act strong even when you can't hold on anymore, you have to act like everything is fine even when dying slowly inside, and it hurts badly. Taking a deep breath, he throws his head back as tears slowly trickles down his cheeks. Sometimes he just wants to scream his lungs out and tell the whole world how much pain he's suffering inside, sometimes he
United States The large room is decorated beautifully and has a soothing fragrance. A big king-sized bed is in the middle of the room. The closet is big and looks sparkling clean with no trace of dust on it. The chandelier light hanging on the ceiling makes the room more beautiful. Dean is sitting on the edge of the bed with all his attention on the laptop sitting on the center table before him. He has been working on the laptop for over two hours, and it's almost daybreak. He almost didn't sleep all through the night. It's Monday today, and he had to take care of some of his works over the weekend. Suddenly, he sighs softly as his face drops sadly. Thinking about his past makes him feel horrible and always sad. He has always tried not to think about it, and move on with his life, but no matter how much he tried to be strong, the pain is always there. Maybe this is how losing a close family is. Ever since the death of his mom, his life has never remained the same. He was still tryi