LOGIN~HAZEL~“This is what will happen. I will drive you over to the palace and drop you off with Rosa, the head of palace staffs.”“You will have a piece cloth over your face, only your eyes will be spare.”“I will give an order. The penalty of death will be given to anyone who tries to take off your mask.”“As far as the you are concerned, your name is Daniela. You are from a different pack, I don't care which one, pick a name. You were involved in a ghastly fire accident so now you are too embarrassed to show your face.” He smiled triumphantly at the end of his speech.I can tell that he is enjoying this way too much. I can also tell that I will hate this.“So deal?” Ashford Michaelson stretched his open palm towards me for a handshake.I ignored his hand. “Whatever,” I replied with a eyeroll. I hope he takes that as a yes because there no way I am going to give him the satisfaction of saying an actual yes or shaking his hand.“So is that a yes?” He asked even though I know that he kno
~HAZEL~He did not miss a heartbeat, he said it again.“Make Hailey mine again. Become her friend, I don't care how you do it,” he moved closer. Eyes hooded in desire, I could almost taste his insane lust…or love for her. It scared me. Annoyed me? I don't know, all I know is that I do not want to be anywhere near it.“Just find a way to convince Hailey that being with me is far better than being with that pig, and I will spare your Kylin's life long enough for his balls to drop,” he had a maniac smile on his face. Like a dishonest seller selling spoiled fruit to a desperate customer.There are two things here. Even with the desperation of the situation. Even with how desperate I am, I can recognize these two things.The first thing is: I do not trust Ashford Michaelson. He could be lying to me. For all I know Kylin might already be dead. For all I know this “deal” only favors him.I crossed my arms in front of my chest.“How do I know Kylin is still alive? The last time you left here,
~NATHAN~“Where the hell did you take her?! Where is Valencia?!” Alexandro's eyes glowed red. He looked like he was ready to tear me to pieces in seconds. I was startled but still held on to my composure, I'm not going to let another man intimidate me, not after what Dario did.My anger grew. All that anger was directed at Alexandro. He became Dario, another man to destroy.I raised a punch to his face, it made contact, slightly threw him off balance. I regained my confidence and attempted another punch, this one landed in his clenched fist. He squeezed and continued to squeeze. There was no look of effort on his face but the pain on my hand was undeniable.“I'm not going to ask you again, where is Valencia!” His vicious stare pinned me in place. I glared in response. He does not deserve Valencia just like Dario never deserved Amelia.~HAZEL~Why does she look like she could be my twin?Who is she?What doesn't she want him to tell me?What do I not know?I could not stop feeling like
~VALENCIA~He slipped the gag off my mouth. My anger burned like a volcano. I glared at him. I yelled at him with every bit of strength I could muster.“I hate you! I fucking hate you!” I yelled. I curled my fingers backwards. I sighed a bit but made sure to not let the relief show on my face when I finally caught the rope tying my wrist in my fingers.I continued to fumble with the knot hoping to get myself free as I yelled at him.“I will never be yours! NEVER!”“I will never choose you so just let me go!” I yelled. That seemed to rile him up. I stood up from the desk he had been sitting on.My heart thudded in my chest. I started to regret my words when he moved closed to me with the snare on his face.My breath pace increased. My panic rose. I continued to try to get the rope off.“Leave us” Dario said to the guard that was standing in front of me. Oh god, what is he going to do to me?!Once the door slammed shut, he reached for my chin. He squeezed his thumb and little finger int
~HAZEL~Oh no no no! Oh God! Oh no! I tried to pull him into the room but he was too heavy, I could not even get him one inch away from where he was laying. I tried again and again and again before giving up. He Is really messed up. There's blood and bruises everywhere. There's blood coming from his stomach. I don't know what to do!“Get something to clean his wound! Don't let him die!” A voice from within me said. Right, right. I rushed in, thankfully, I found the first aid kit without having to waste more time looking.I was in the middle of cleaning hid wound, hoping and praying that I do a good job and the wound doesn't get infected. I was doing this when the sound of someone walking towards us in the hallway scared me.The sound, the footsteps got louder with each second. I did not know why but something about that scared me. It shouldn't, it was just someone else but did. Maybe because it was so late at night and it was a man and recently, Men have not given me reasons to tru
~HAZEL~It is past three in the morning and still Ashford is nowhere in sight. I have gone through the five stages of grief.I sprawled on the ground crying…for Kylin but strangely also for Ashford. I paced the room, I'm pretty sure I have worn out the rug with my pacing. It is the singular expensive thing here. I have stared into the air like there's something there that would save me. I have banged on the front door, kicking and screaming, and now I am back to staring into the air in fetal position on the bed.I exhale, did not even know that I was holding my breath in.I sat up on the bed. Got down from it and then began pacing again. The sound of the door bell ringing stopped me in my track. Suddenly, the longing to know if Ashford Michaelson is okay turned back into loathing which could only be soothed by his head on a silver platter.I moved to open the door. It was when my hand touched the knob that I remembered what I stupidly forgot: the door was locked from the outside.The
SHEILA “Please don't do this,” Camryn said, holding on to me even though her body had left my embraced. My heart hurt. Fuck! It is easier to not have a heart. It is way easier to just move through the world like a chaff incapable of giving or receiving love.It was easier when I did not care, whe
SHEILA I ignored the tears that were threatening to escape my eyes as the hair dresser brushed through my hair, trying to decide if he should go for a loosely curled look or an up-do.I was so far removed from the situation happening to me at that moment, so far removed from the long process of ge
KIARA.I stared at mama D completely stunned. A thousand phrases ran through my mind, none of them was good, all of them were disrespectful, very mean, definitely unruly so I said nothing but instead continued to stay into the abyss that was the woods.The fog had settled a
KIARA.“Get out of here! Both of you!” Professor Anderson yelled, he looked like he would blow up from anger at any minute. He looked completely pissed up by the fact that people he was trying to help would not tell him who had beaten them up in that way.I thanked my star







