By the time I’d woken up, the sun had disappeared from the sky. After gazing out into the darkness with swollen and heavy eyes from all the crying, I felt the need to go back to sleep. That was, until my stomach began to remind me that I hadn’t eaten in a while. The idea of dinner sounded quite pleasant to me, but I was certain that it was way past dinnertime. I hoped, however, that there’d still be some food left over in the fridge. But before I could even begin to follow my stomach’s instincts, I remembered that Kiyan was supposed to have given me a call as soon as he was safe. I checked my phone, well aware that I hadn’t switched the sound on and wouldn’t have heard him call if he had while I was asleep. He had. 1 missed call from Kiyan and a rather passive aggressive text to accompany it. I shook my head and breathed out a sigh of relief before trying to call him back. But he never picked up. Instead, I was directed to voicemail. And so I decided to return his passive aggressive t
We walked in comfortable silence through the first hallway with him occasionally glancing back at me to make sure I was still keeping pace with him. The kitchen was located right at the end of the hallway and was just as beautiful as the rest of the house with dark, granite tabletops, glass cabinets, a fancy stove and a wide variety of appliances ranging from an expensive digital microwave to a glass kettle and a state-of-the-art coffee machine.Standing in the corner of the room, busying himself with a sandwich, was Jasper who immediately straightened when he saw me.“Miss Raine,” he said politely before bowing his head slightly. Clearly Nicholas had finally revealed my identity to him as well, though he seemed to have a completely different way of treating that information than Dante did.I wanted to tell Jasper that there was no need to be so formal and polite with me. But before I could, he turned sharply towards Dante and frowned before saying, “How dare you bring her in here. Yo
I couldn’t sleep and spent most of the night crying. Then, just as the morning hours began to show against the horizon and I eventually found sleep, I was rudely awakened by the violent shaking of my body and whispered yells of “Ariya! Ariya wake up!”When I did finally manage to pry my swollen eyelids open, I was met with a concerned set of beautiful dark brown eyes and a deep-set frown. Melissa, I assumed. Her dark, curly hair was in a mess all over her head and there were dark circles underneath her eyes. She also smelled faintly of booze and tried to cover it up with a lot of sweet-scented perfume. Was she hungover?“Oh, thank goodness. You sleep like the dead Ariya!” After she’d said this, she placed a hand against her red stained lips and her eyes widened with fright.Slowly she removed her hand from her mouth before asking softly, “Dante wasn’t lying right… you do prefer us to use your name? That fucking asshole is always trying to play tricks on us. He’s really on the way to b
By the time we’d made it to the hangar of King Nicholas’ private plane, I still hadn’t made any progress on my manuscripts or my notes. And as we boarded and began our flight, I sat deep in thought, trying my best to write something, anything. But as I tried to put pen to paper, the sudden realisation hit me that I could no longer find the words to continue the story I’d spent most of my life so invested in. The girl I’d written about had come to the end of her story, and no matter how hard I tried, I couldn’t force her to continue. Or perhaps I was the problem. Perhaps things had changed so drastically that I couldn’t bring myself to continue writing about a world unknown and exciting because my very own was becoming unknown and horribly frightening. As I thought this, I almost instinctively pulled out one of my newer notebooks. It had been a gift from Ophelia earlier on in the year. One which I’d been subconsciously saving for something new and special. The moment the ink of my
The dining room was exactly the same as the rest of the house- uninteresting and uninviting. The only thing striking about it was the tall young man who sat at the table, occupying himself with the last bit of meat on a drumstick. Like Aura and Nicholas, he was stunning. His eyes were an intense and bright shade of ethereal silver. The colour of them were what I imagined glowing shards of souls would look like. They shone brightly against his flawless, smooth, dark brown skin and seemed to brighten the moment they landed on both Nicholas and me. His dark hair was cropped short which suited his beautiful appearance quite well. He also had a small golden piercing in one of his ears and creeping up his neck, tattoos which I couldn’t quite make out. However, unlike Aura and Nicholas, he seemed extremely cheerful and bright. In fact, the moment he saw us, he smiled brightly.“Brother! It’s been so long!” he yelled before getting up off of his chair and racing towards his brother. As soon a
Nicholas and I had spent most of the evening arguing over the bed, and although I was usually good at winning arguments, I somehow lost this one. But Nicholas was not joking when he informed me that it was colder in Lakspur at night time- with me basically shivering myself into agreement with him. And so, in the end, we lay in the same bed, facing away from each other, but it did nothing to prevent the burning awkwardness from consuming the both of us. It was all hidden in the inescapable heat radiating from his body and the sound of his heavy breathing filling the air. Eventually I became overwhelmed by the suffocating concept that was *him*, so much so that I knew sleep wouldn’t find me anytime soon. But it seemed that sleep would not be finding Nicholas soon either.“So, what did you think of my family?”I hesitated a moment, surprised by his question and then decided to answer him truthfully. “They were a bit… strange. But compared to you, not strange enough.”I heard him shuffle
When I awoke the next morning, I was surprised to find that Nicholas was not in the same spot I’d left him the prior night and the little sleeping pile he’d made had been tidied up. Part of me was glad that his face would not be the first I’d have to wake up to, especially after everything that had happened last night. Just thinking about it had my cheeks blushing. I couldn’t believe just how far my body was willing to go to betray me. But more importantly, I couldn’t believe how drastically Nicholas’ behaviour had changed. It was as though he’d changed into someone completely different− familiar, but different. After a while I decided to finally get myself out of bed. If I’d recalled correctly, today we’d be having that anxiously awaited family meeting where Aura would most likely decide my fate going forward. I gave out a long, miserable sigh and then made my way to the stack of suitcases at the side of the room, eager to get myself warm in the shower. Unfortunately, my clothing b
Aura’s servants worked silently as they practically escorted everyone to their seats. They all looked dead inside and eager to get breakfast over and done with. I suppose I fit right in with them.Aura was seated at the head of the table and right next to her was a man whose appearance, although exceptionally beautiful like the rest of his siblings, reminded me of a sculpture with his perfect, high cheekbones, sharp nose and unnaturally smooth and blemishless olive skin. Like his siblings, his most striking feature was his eyes. They were a bright and almost glossy shade of intense green, reminding me of emeralds. I assumed he was Griffen, the Carden sibling I’d not yet been acquainted with. He seemed awkward and very reserved… and tired. He yawned a lot and seemed to want this to be over sooner than the rest of us.“Ariya. I heard that you’ve met everyone here except for Griffen. He’s the youngest,” said Aura with an attempt of what seemed to be a smile.Griffen gazed up at me and sm