"We cultivate love when we allow our most vulnerable and powerful selves to be deeply seen and known, and when we honor the spiritual connection that grows from that offering with trust, respect, kindness and affection."
~Brené brown.Flashback~
I was about to sleep when I heard someone open my door and step in. I was immediately alarmed and I ran up from the bed terrified and turned on the lights and I saw Alvin in my room in nothing but his boxers. I had no idea what he was trying to archive, knowing his father's room wasn't so far away, but I knew it wasn't going to be good.He walked towards me, "Alexander, you're so beautiful. You know that right?" He says his voice raw and lustful.
I stumbled backwards as he approached
Love is not something we give or get; it is something that we nurture and grow, a connection that can only be cultivated between two people when it exists within each one of them - we can only love others as much as we love ourselves.Brené Brown"Who told you that?" I ask, even though my brain has done the calculation and narrowing down, my heart refuses to accept and believe that.His eyes narrow at me, "I think both of us knows who it is that told me."I shake my head, trying to look as untouched as I can look, "I don't believe you."He gives a burst of wicked laughter, "Why not? 'Cause your fiance is so trustworthy? Do you even know who you're getting married to? The man you're carrying his child?"A part of me wants to listen to him and the other part knows that the truth he knows is going to break and crush me and if be
“You are not the victim of the world, but rather the master of your own destiny. It is your choices and decisions that determine your destiny.”~Roy T. Bennett(Third pov)As soon as Alex closes the door, she locks it up and tears run down her face, finally letting her defence fall. It wasn't true, this is all just a bad dream, one she's sure she's going to wake up from, there has to be a way for her to escape this disastrous show.She walks over to the dressing mirror where the flash drive is and she picks it up and walks over to my study desk where her laptop is and turn it on the laptop before inserting the flash into the USB port.A very small voice in her asks if getting more proof was necessary, Alvin probably knew more than he should because someone had told him. He couldn't have guessed all that accurately, he had
“It happens to everyone as they grow up. You find out who you are and what you want, and then you realize that people you've known forever don't see things the way you do. So you keep the wonderful memories, but find yourself moving on.”~Nicholas Sparks"Alex, please come open up, let us know you're alright?" Havana begs as she bangs harder on the door."I'm fine," she answers and takes the box of face wipe in front of the dressing mirror and begins to wipe off the make-up on her face. "I'm almost done here.""Why have you lock yourself in?" Nathan asks, confusion on his voice as he knocks continuous."I'm fine Nathan, stop knocking. I just need to make a little change." She tells them, wiping on and on until all the make-up is off her face. "Give me a minute."She gets up and walks to the wardrobe and picks up a pair of black jeans and a
There's a loud gasp among the crowd followed by a continuous murmur as Alex walks forward, but she pays no mind to it. She comes and stands in the centre of the hall and takes no further steps. So he is forced to climb down the alter and walk closer to her.She raises her hand when he began to get close, objecting to him coming any closer to her. She knows she can't stand the nearness of him and doesn't even want to try, she doesn't even want to look at him because that pain would be too much to handle.He listens to her objection and stops moving as he stares at Alex and his heart is racing insanely at what she plans to do next."Was it ever real to you?" She asks finally bringing herself to look at him and even she has to admit that he does look as good as always which makes her heart bleeds even more.His eyes grow weary at her finding out the truth, "Alex..." he begins trying to take a closer.
PLEASE Read this is the only Authors note this book will have His Dark Existence is part 2 of His Dark Desires and it is different from the first. I also hope it would help shed light on a few issues in the society we live in. There's are a few themes which will be present in this part unlike the last, there are:📌child molestation, 📌incest, 📌suicide📌rape, 📌explicit content.📌dark📌violence
"People are afraid of themselves, of their own reality; their feelings most of all. People talk about how great love is, but that’s bullshit. Love hurts. Feelings are disturbing."~Jim Morrison(Alexander's POV)I walk into the board meeting room and I take my seat. For every board meeting, I've always been early and I wasn't going to stop now. This is the first board meeting I'm having in the company since my failed wedding to Rogue six weeks ago. In fact, this is my first official outing since then; I've done all the needed paperwork from home and I've even had a conference call meeting with my other company in the United States but all have been done over a conference video call.A lot has contributed to my decision to stay in, I'm not doing it because I'm scared to face the world after what Rogue did to me, but I stayed home because I needed time for myself. I
"If pain must come, may it come quickly. Because I have a life to live, and I need to live it in the best way possible. If he has to make a choice, may he make it now. Then I will either wait for him or forget him."~Paulo Coelho***Six Week After The Wedding.***Rogue POVA week ago Alex told me to stay away from her and although I have decided to respect her wish and stay away I could not shove aside the fact that Alvin after succeeding in destroying my life and happiness was still stretching out his hand to hurt Alex and take everything away from her.I could still remember the look on her face that day as she accused me of being part of the plot to take her down orchestrated by Alvin. When she accused me of still workin
"People are taught that pain is evil and dangerous. How can they deal with love if they’re afraid to feel? Pain is meant to wake us up. People try to hide their pain. But they’re wrong. Pain is something to carry, like a radio."~Jim Morrison"That works for me." He answers, feeling a little happy with himself.He is wearing khaki trousers and a white polo on top, his hairstyle has changed and his hair is now rearing a low cut, unlike the afro I've known him with in the last few months. On his face shows unshaved stubble which doesn't suit him at all but I let that be to avoid an argument.Only the heaven knows the facial style he's going to try keeping next.He is about to step inside, but I stop him with my hand, "So you know I did not open this door from the goodness of my heart, I'll beat the shit out of you if you don't stop your unending babbling." I