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In Our Mortal World " 2 am "
Akyl had blood on his hands. Not the image of people he had assassinated over the past decade but the liquid that flows through the arteries. He tried to recall how he stained his hands and clothes but ultimately gave up: his memories were too fuzzy. He looked around, confused. Where was Stephen? Why wasn't he in proximity? Since when was he left all alone like this? That's when he noticed: his hands were shaking, his heart was pounding furiously and his eyes began spinning. It was the closest to afraid he had been in years. But afraid of what, there was nothing. Precisely. But then, it stops. As suddenly as it came, the ushers in his heart calmed down, his view cleared out, and his hands stopped moving. Slowly, he began the hear a familiar voice and slowly came back to himself. "Akyl, do you hear me?" The worried voice asked. " For the MoonGodness sake, answer! " Akyl finally opened his eyes to see his best friend on the verge of crying. It calmed him down, knowing someone cared an
In Our Mortal World The Luna
The night was high in the sky as she watched the moon she so adored. How things had changed in not even a few days! She should be falling asleep but his smell was everywhere. Her thoughts were fuzzy with the memory of his eyes and his lip and her embarrassment. So close, a few inches and she would have felt those plum lips on hers, and how badly she wanted that wasn't human. You are not human, stupid. His odor enveloped her in a tight embrace, surrounding her with a calmness, a stillness she had not felt in a while before falling into a world of dreams. When she woke up that morning, she looked beside her, where she had left her phone. 6 am, it read. 4 hours of sleep probably weren't enough for the stressful day ahead of her, but it would have to suffice. She shook the covers off her body and put her left foot on the cold wood floor. She had been pleasantly surprised that her affairs had been brought to the huge complex. She looked around again, still believing she was dreaming. Fo
In Our Mortal World Help
The days flew by, and a routine installed itself in their daily life. In the morning, she would cook breakfast and he made sure to always be there while she cooked. He wished he could help her, and had tried once, which resulted in a catastrophe, a mess they spent an hour cleaning afterward. Every single day, he inquired what breakfast would be, delighted by whatever it could be. For a reason that he could not grasp, she never made plain old cereals, the fastest, cheapest breakfast there was. Not that he complained. She would cook lunch, a simple sandwich or a soup or a salad, and would simply give it to him before smiling at him warmly and exiting. After that, they would dress and leave to go through the day. He soon realized that her help grandly benefitted him. She mostly provided support to Stephen and helped ensure the good functioning of the pack. It took a lot of workload off Stephen's shoulders which enabled him to fasten the paperwork and improved their efficiency. He
In Our Mortal World Helen of Troy
Her heart thumped in her chest, and she could only hear the pounding of it, resonating like a tambour. She feared what her face looked like and a glance at his made her understand that she was doing a poor job of hiding how scared she was. She took several breaths, trying to calm down enough so she could talk, but her lips were quivering and she felt as if she was drowning as the seconds became minutes. He got up, came closer to her, and sat down in front of her, on the floor. She understood what he meant and sat down too, realizing that her entire body was shaking with the kind of panic she hadn't experienced in a long time. She crossed her legs and rhythmed her intake of breath with his. A couple of seconds later, she felt better. "Start at the beginning, " he said. She nodded her head and took out her phone, but faltered. No matter how needed it was that he saw the messages, it would mean everything would be revealed. It certainly didn't please her that he learned everything like
In Our Mortal World An individual
"That wrench! That unworthy daughter my even stupider wife had given birth to hadn't come home still. " Anger boiled in his veins as Asher Remillians stood in front of the gentlemen. The only moment in her life when she could be useful was the exact moment she wasn't in his possession anymore. That infuriated the man even more as looks of reprimand played on the gentleman's face. He, who valued his pride more than anything, had no choice but to ask for their help. He knew that he simply couldn't go against the Conquerors with the fake power he had accumulated. "Asher, we will let you borrow our power for this fight alone. " The tallest gentleman, with a black fabric covering his eyes said. He had long been declared as their chief. " You have one chance Asher, one. We will only go against the Conquerors for only one battle. " He spoke slowly, instigating fear in the forty-year-old man. His baritone voice went lower and lower as his speech continued. " If, by mistake, you couldn't bring
In Our Mortal World Her
The sun was falling to the west, signaling the debut of her mission. She wiped the sweat glittering on her forehead with the back of her hand. It was a hot evening in August. And so, she started lollygagging. A few poorly maintained cars were parked to her right, under the flickering light of the street lamp, some broken and others out of use. From the corner of her eyes, she could see, hovering from his height some fiend racketeering a young wisp of a boy. On the other side, she saw a high man selling a little bag full of white powder. She saw the girl handing him a bundle of cash. The parking lines were beginning to erase themselves causing the cars to be arranged in a sickening way. But what caught the most attention was the convenience store. It was at the end of the parking lot. The wall wasn't full of gang graffiti, nor was it falling apart. In this shitty neighborhood, it was the only standing building in good shape, which was unnatural. She took the red envelop she was hold
In Our Mortal World Their meeting
She tossed and turned and moved and stilled until her sheets were off and her mind was creeping with activity. When sleep overflew her, an hour after she laid on an uncomfortable, rock-hard bed, it wasn't deep. It was hollowed, like in a haze. She never dreamed, all she ever saw was a pitch-black hole. It kept growing and growing. Meanwhile, her body would convulse and spasms would shake her to the core. It would start with her head curving left and right and continue with her hands twisting into painful positions. It would reach her feet which would throb harder and faster in a sickening fashion until she fell on the bed. The shock would wake her up, and today was no different. For a minute, she wouldn't be able to apply strength to her muscles. Slowly, her sensations would come back and when she could finally rise, it was the end of the nightmare. She checked the clock, with its taller needle pointing at the 4. Sighing in the air, she gave up on sleep and went to her kitchen. Ru
In Our Mortal World A glimpse of him
The two persons in front of her received their marks and when it came to her turn, the scent filled her nose. She felt shivers run down her spine. She moved to stand in front of Master. Leader of the Conquerors, Master was an enigma. His name was hidden and he didn't often make an act of presence. Except for today. When he looked down at her, he saw brown pupils staring back at him. They were shining in the dim light of the podium, glowing in the dark. He drove in them, searching for darkness. That's when he saw red and blood. Trauma. She, on the other hand, scanned him. First, his dark unruly hair, then his pitch-black eyes, and his brown glass skin. He had the feel of a wise man with a hint of danger. His body shouted to stay away, but it was also magnetic, pulling her in. Immaculate. It was like a starring contest, neither moving. Until she parted her mouth, wanting to say something. That's when he blinked and grabbed her by the waist. The next word that would leave her mouth,
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