I peeped on his side and the reaped yellow tape attached to the huge metal gate captured my attention. ‘CRIME SCENE DO NOT ENTER’ was boldly indicated on the tape. “Someone’s here,” Grip affirmed that sent an icy feeling throughout my body. “Where are we?” I stood beside him and examined the place. We were at the end of the alley. Houses were far behind making this two-storey house isolated. A black blanket was laid across the sky leaving the moon to shine brightly as if it was the star of the night. Towering trees on the sides generated shadows that resembled beasts. The house was a sight away from where we stood. “Outside Silverio University, far from the main proper and is known as the valley of the dead,” he responded. I’ve never been to a place like this. I’ve never even imagined that such horrifying place exists on this island. Seeing ghosts never scared me but being here does. The dead scattered in every corner of the island living its name Vitam et Mortem which means the l
Every time she strode forward my heart skipped a beat. I gawked behind her. A shadow-like hand appeared and pushed her down the stairs. I caught her with my body but the impact was so strong and sudden that it made me yield backward. I closed my eyes and waited for us to roll down the stairs but someone clutched my shoulders and kept me in place. “Trying to save everyone will only put you in danger.” Grip’s toned chest pressed against my back. The man-like shadow revealed himself smiling from ear to ear, literally. A roar echoed behind him and a loud thud struck his back. He clamored in pain and knelt. His face kissed the floor and his body laid flat on the ground as if his leg was being pulled. He howled not letting go of the railings but not long after he gave up and removed his grasp. His claws dug deep on the floor as he resists being dragged but eventually failed. Grip helped us go down the stairs. Roars, howls, thud, shattering of glasses, and breaking of woods could be heard
Bruce knelt beside Amara and brushed her hair. He held her cheeks with both hands and put their head together. “Baby, I’ll untie you. Don’t do that again okay?” She nodded then Bruce untied her. He kissed her forehead and she started crying. She held his hand and put it on her tummy. Bruce leaned down and kissed her belly with tears gliding down his face. I looked away and swiftly wiped a teardrop on the corner of my eye. I turned on my side when I heard exaggerating blubber. I saw Gugu crying her eyes out while watching Amara and Bruce. “Can I?” Mark approached Bruce. Amara crouched and hid her face on Bruce’s chest. She was so scared of him. Mark retreated upon seeing her reaction. He was hurt and sad knowing that the girl who once became his world was frightened of him. Bruce lend Amara’s hand towards Mark telling her it was alright. Mark gently sat in front of them and brushed the back of her hand using his thumb. “I’m so sorry...” he cried and kissed the back of her hand. “F
“You should eat this.” I shove a slice of apple in Amara’s mouth. “You’re eating unhealthy foods. It’s bad for the baby,” I scolded her. “It’s because I’m craving for it. More and more of it,” she reasoned out and ate a fork-full of spaghetti behind my back but I caught her. “No more spaghetti for you young lady.” I snatched her paper plate and jabbed it on the trash can. “I haven’t finished it yet!” she complained. “What a waste!” She dropped her back on the bench. “Hi! Guys...” Victoria placed her bag on the table. “Hi, Ria. Now that you’re here I’d better go.” I picked up my things and put them in my backpack. “Don’t spoil her okay?” “I won’t,” Victoria assured and winked at Amara. The latter giggled. “I saw that.” I glared at them both. Amara frowned and Victoria chuckled. I bid goodbye and left them in the garden. It has been a week since Mark and Bruce crossed over. Amara looked a bit better now but according to Victoria she still cried at night. The issue about Bruce’s d
“Serve this to table four.” Xyrus forced a platter on me. “And this to table eight.” And another platter. “And clean the tables over there!” he added. We were in peak season and we were having customers left and right both dine-in or take out and he made me do everything. He made my co-workers gave their roles to me. They were enjoying watching me suffer from the employee’s lounge. Everyone in here hated me since I’m a medius except for grandma Harrison of course. He was treating me as a slave the entire morning and I think it would end when the day ends! I’ve been doing tasks assigned to him by grandma herself while he spent all his time flirting with the cashier and making out in the kitchen! Right now I was like a kettle over a burning stove, any moment I would d*mn whistle. I breathed in deep to get a hold of my temper. I plastered a smile on my lips and flipped my hair on his face. “You–” I gave him deaf ears and continued on my way to serve the orders to the customers. I ser
“Omg, Xyrus! I’m so sorry.” She brought out her handkerchief and wiped his face. “It was supposed to be for her. It was her fault!” She again pointed out the blame to me. I was not surprised when she did that. I wasn’t even surprised by the fact that she knew him. He’s the island’s playboy after all. “Let’s calm down shall we?” He ran his hand on her arm. She bit her lower lip and tucked some strands of her hair behind her ears, which made me cringe. “To settle this, your order is on the house.” He gently guided her back to her seat. She shook her head and nibbled her bottom lip. “Spend a night with me instead,” she bargained. I wish you bit your lip for real and bleed! “Okay, it’s settled then. Put some good words on your blog okay? See you tonight,” he flirted for a while before turning to me. “You, in the kitchen.” I followed him back to the kitchen. I sensed his irk and anger but that was the least of my concern right now. I was still bothered by Gugu. She already dropped th
SERRAHe planted warm kisses tracing the print without missing an inch. His soft warm lips worked their magic around my neck. His kisses lowered while his hand traveled up to my nape moving me closer and pressed his body against mine. The warmth from his body slipped through our garments and seeped into my being. My eyes voluntarily closed and a moan escaped my mouth when he found the sensitive spot on my neck. My face flooded red because of how I reacted.I remained numbed. I couldn’t even twitch a finger and even if I could, I wouldn’t push him away. I love the warmth he was giving me. The warmth was made of a mixture of sugar of comfort and zest of delight. I inhaled his scent, he smelt sweet like a field of flowers. His distinctive scent was soothing and calming. It was intoxicating and light but with enough depth to tantalize my senses.He ran his tongue over my skin on that sensitive spot and sucked it. His teeth grazed my skin that made my back arced. Tingles rushed throughout m
My entire body tickled as if ants were playing tag all over. I got a late reaction to the cold because I was immersed in Grip’s scent. I brushed my arms alternately with my palm to get rid of the tiny bumps on my skin. I turned to the cafe and was shocked to see it open and ready to serve the customers. It was past six and I was assigned to get things ready before we open at eight in the morning. Staffs usually come at seven sharp. Stepping in, my eyes were immediately enticed by the whole new world. This was the nth time I entered the cafe and it never failed to amaze me. This cafe was like a fairytale where you could run to, to escape reality. The murals on each side of the room were so magical. It was filled with captivating flowers and mythical creatures such as unicorns, fairies, swans, pegasus, and a lot more. Some may find the cafe childish but that is the purpose of this cafe, to make you feel like a child. A child who does nothing but play, enjoy, to breathe without worryin