“Hear my cry!” He screamed, with every air that was inside his lungs, “and let your light shine in the darkness!”
A bright green light shot out from his hands and blast the vampire on the chest.
The creature screamed in agony as it disintegrated into nothing, leaving the sparks of yellow lights to announce its existence. The blaring teeth of the still registered in Bola’s memory, it would take long before he forgets.
Tears pour out from his eyes as his mind weigh everything the creature had said. They were too bad to be true, even though he tries to deny it, he knew the creature was telling the naked truth.
“Stay where you are, or I will destroy you?” Bola threaten and held out his hands, “Who led the war against the children of the night, and in what city were they destroyed?”“No one led the great war. The three kingdoms fought together and destroyed the vampires in the city called the city of gods.” The man’s answer left Bola with wide mouth. No children of the night could have known that answer, besides, they can’t say the word god without chocking. “Quit being a child.” The wizened old man said and walked pass “We have more serious matters to attend to,” It was then that Bola lifted his head and saw the surviving me
Bola grumbled but tried to remain calm. He met the man’s eyes once and looked away. Uche was the one that had sheltered him when he lost his family. But the man was behaving like a fool, now especially.“Please, let’s iron this matter without tearing ourselves apart.” Pa Uta whispered, “Bola,” he called, and the mage raised his eyes to meet the older man.“We are not saying that going to rescue Ginika is a bad idea, but the odds of getting him back without jeopardizing the status of the village are slim. You are a member of the council; you know too well how the emperor had written a decree that we are not to leave this field for any reason. Do you
Her words swerved in the cold air for some time. But not able to contain it any longer, Bola burst with hot laughter. It was good to see a child with a strong ambition, but the funny part was meeting a foolish one by chance.“What makes you think you will be a plus in such a dangerous mission?” Bola asked in between chuckles. The innocence in his eyes said that he was waiting for the girl to say something else that would make his lungs explode with laughter.“Because I am a seer, of course,” She replied softly, with eyes full of determination. That was it. Bola was already clothed with laughter as he bent over and laughed. He laughed so hard and did not stop until tear
The floor was rigid against his skin, and the air smelled was like straws that clogged together in wet soil. He certainly was not in the soft hands of his bed. ‘But what is this place?’ He thought as he licked his dried lips. It was impossible to tell time, but from the rays of light that tubes in through some tinny holes, he could tell that it was day time already.He tried to sit up, but something slammed his head, and pain shredded his forehead. Tears formed in his eyes as the agony traveled throughout his whole body, making him clench his teeth. Reflexively, he tried to touch
That was it. The merchant voice was out of the picture, and immediately, Ginika knew what had happened to him. They had eaten him, and now he had drawn their attention back to himself, they would probably drain his blood for the fun of it. He struggled with the chains hoping to break free. The neighing of horses made him stop to listen. Then, he heard the sound of swords as they left their scabbard. It seemed like people were fighting, and this gave Ginika hope. He prayed that whoever caused the fight would win. “Demons?” A deep voice said it sounded like a male voice, and the hate in it was incomp
The soft whispers of the winds over her ears were too alluring to go unnoticed. So she closed her eyes as she walked, feeling every moment. Some servants greeted her as they hurried down the hallway, but she didn’t hear. Oh, how she wished she would melt away with this feeling. She wished it could carry her to that wonderland, which the books talked about.A trumpet sounded somewhere in the distance, and Abigail furrowed her brow. She opened her eyes and paused her lips. The sound of that trumpet reminded her of everything she never wanted to be. It was her birth, her life, her prison, and her grave. She wished above all that life would be so different, and she wished she had the op
Abigail studied the people who glamour their faces with warm, but empty smiles. She couldn’t believe her eyes when she saw Greezman Stonechild, her proposed husband to be. He was completely different from what she had expected. He has blonde hair, puffy pig face, fat square body in a jacket that can contain three men at once. ‘Not again.’ Abigail thought as she tried her best to hide the annoyance that could surface in her face any moment now. She could only suck her teeth as the black bile walked up to her throat. Her gaze went back to the people as the prince’s eyes came her way.
Abigail also did not close the door, hoping the girl would walk in.“What is wrong, Princess,” As predicted, Zita walked into the room and sat down on the bed beside her. “The usual I guess,”“Yes,” Abigail nodded, “The usual.” She said with a shrug. Zita smiled but remain quiet. A small silence passed between them, but it didn’t