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ZEDKIEL. I know she’s heartbroken, and I know I did this to her. Even if I was trying not to hurt her, I still did. “We’re running out of time.” Ziahra says warily, her eyes on Evelyn, observing her with nervous caution. They don’t trust her, and I know I shouldn’t either, but I also can’t betray her by stuffing her in a tomb without so much as an explanation. “I know.” I say quietly, glancing at Evelyn. She has her arms folded, looking around at the runes and markings on the walls with a noted expression on her face. ‘We have to still seal her away.’ Zerachiel whispers as he urges me to keep moving forward. Evelyn watches me and she’s trying to hide her emotions, knowing that it’s nothing good that’s coming her way. Guilt gnaws at me at what I need to do to her. I need to put her back in the dark, somewhere she has spent the majority of this lifetime. First trapped in Evangeline’s head, locked in the confines of her sister’s mind, waiting for an opportunity to be set free. And
ZEDKIEL. “Maybe if I can get in and try to see if something is stuck…” Ziahra says, falling to her knees and peering into the tiny opening. “None of us are going to fit down there.” I say, unease filling me. “And you may be the smallest of us all, but I think you forget that your ass is far from tiny.” Kash says bending down beside her. “Piss off.” She hisses, shoving him right where he’s injured. He curses as he clutches his shoulder and looks forward again. “Force won’t work. The building is in ruins.” Ziahra says, looking up. “Let’s try to pry it open.” I suggest, letting go of Evelyn’s hand as she steps back silently. It takes the four of us to pry the sandstone entrance open, pulling and pushing the rocks that should have repositioned themselves. I hear something crack and break and the stones begin moving again and we all move back. “Thank the gods,” Ziahra says. “More like us for getting it working. You were giving up hope, remember?” Kash reminds her arrogantly. “I
ZEDKIEL. I step forward as Ziahra holds her hand out to Evelyn, willing to take her offer. “Your blood will power the portal.” She explains to her. She's serious again, the weight of what she needs to do hanging above us all. “I love creating rivers of blood.” Evelyn replies quietly, but there’s no humour in those eyes of hers and it only darkens the atmosphere surrounding us all. Ziahra slices through Evelyn’s palm, her eyes staying fixed on hers. She doesn’t trust her. No one in this room does, but I do. I just don’t think she’s given that chance… ‘You are a fool.’ “If she pulls away mid-ritual, the chance is over. I will not be able to do this again.” Ziahra says to me as she lets her blood drip across the symbols on the altar. “I trust her.” I say firmly. “Fine.” Ziahra shakes her head before turning to Evelyn. “Now place your hand in the middle. It will hurt a little, but you have to bear it, Evelyn. This is absolutely vital.” Evelyn nods and places her hand as commande
EVANGELINE. Nothing. I feel like I’m in limbo, ever since she pushed me away, snatching control from me, I’ve been forced here. Alone. I can’t sense Luna… nor can I feel anything or see anything. I’m just in a void of nothingness. In a state of comatose. For how long? I don’t know… How much longer will I remain here? Even that is something I have no answer to… I miss him… miss my mate who I yearn for… My greatest regret is that the last things I said to him were out of anger. If I get the chance to meet him again, to right this wrong, I promise that I will never argue with him again. Please let me have that chance. Yet there’s nothing I can do, even when I will my body to move, nothing happens. I can’t open my eyes… I can’t move. I’m supposed to be a goddess, yet here I am… Entirely useless. Zedkiel. The thought of him is what is keeping me hoping, there is no way I will lose hope. I believe he will somehow fix things. Somehow… Please… Eternity seems to pass an
KASH. Another night has passed, and we’re heading on our way again. Despite the fact we’re stalling, we are going to have to keep moving and ultimately think of a way for the so-called steward not to get his hands on Zedkiel. It is wishful thinking to hope Zed would make it back the same night. I know Ziahra said time passes differently there, and that’s what is fucking stressing me out. Sometimes days in there could be years for us, or vice versa, ten years could pass there, and it could be a blink of an eye for us. How much time has passed? Will he make it back in time? Evelyn has been behaving fine. She’s pretty quiet, spending her time watching Zerachiel. He actually holds so much arrogance. I fucking don’t know how Zed lives with him constantly. Maybe the fact he ignored him for so many years was a blessing in disguise. Right now, everyone is sleeping or meant to be as I sit against one of the pillars, far from the rest. I’m keeping an eye on them but I’m worried about Is
EVANGELINE. The very air around us feels different. There’s no heat or cold, it’s just right. We don’t feel any tiredness as we walk through the cloudy terrain. For miles there was nothing, but now there’s finally some change in our surroundings, and we can make out the faint outlines of beautiful buildings in the far distance. “The place is pretty much dead of any beings, or should I say, life itself.” Zedkiel remarks, looking around. “There’s life in the air and the ground beneath our feet. I can sense it, but you are right. There are no beings here.” “Hmm, yes, which is strange. We’ve been walking for ages.” I nod, closing my eyes. “There must be a way to get to where we need to, faster.” “And where exactly is that?” Zedkiel replies, looking around. I glance at him. He has always been handsome, extremely handsome, but somehow those dreads only make him look even hotter to me. I have something to hold on to now. “I don’t know… but perhaps we need someone who can guide us.” I
EVANGELINE. Time passed by rather fast, but I don’t know how long it actually was. There is no time on the moon, yet something tells me it is late at night. The evening had been spent getting to know those who kept this place in order. Those who are my loyal high servants, and the duties that they carried out. Everything that was shared with me, everything that was explained to me, remained in my mind with ease. There was no struggle for me to try to remember anything. They said it once, and it simply became knowledge that I knew and soon it felt like I had been here for years. Anything they said, I took it in, and after a short while, I knew exactly how everything worked around here. Even the rituals and ranks of other gods and goddesses. Although Zedkiel didn’t have the same memory as me, he picked up fast and even asked questions of his own. My mark is emblazoned on his neck, a mark that they all knew meant he was my mate. A beautiful mark that matched the one on my neck. Th
EVELYN.My eyes fly open, and I jolt upright from where I was lying down. My heart thumps as I scan the dark surroundings.Everything is the same as before, unmoving, dark and quiet…What happened?I run my hands over my arms and body.I’m fine. Nothing touched me…Then why did I wake up with a shock?Maybe it was an animal or something.Ragnar’s snoring is the loudest thing around here.I sigh heavily, my eyes flickering to Zerachiel, who is lying a few metres away, arms behind his head. He looks as handsome and godly as ever.My heart squeezes painfully. He has ignored me for the most part, and when our gazes do meet, he has only spared me a moment to give me a look of pure contempt.I don’t understand it… I know he feels I ruin everything, but I also know he doesn’t want to kill me. He stopped talking to Zedkiel because Zedkiel always kills us. So why is he like this towards me?I’m trying to behave.“What happened?” Ziahra, the vampire princess, asks, as she and Kash step out from