Hello guys! Hope you all are doing well. 'Cause I'm not. Life's hard, but we'll keep trying till we make it.
I had no time to speak to Dimitri and Jean about their problem as I had to be in Alynthi for my promotion. Tonight, I would be made an angel and I couldn’t wait. Unfortunately, only father could come with me as he was a god, unlike my mother. I could tell she was saddened by it as she helped me prepare for the ceremony. “Are you sure I cannot come along?” Mother asked, brushing my hair as though I were a child. “Darling, we’ve been through this last night.” Father kissed her temple. “It’s for gods only, but I promise to fill you in on every detail. Even the tiniest ones.” “You promise?” “I promise.” He ran his hand up and down her back. “You two finish up in here. I’ll wait in the living room.” Once he was out of sight, I got to my feet. I was bejeweled in strings of the finest pearls, rings and bangles clinked whenever I moved. Even the tiniest movement resulted in the production of sounds. A white, silk dress was draped over my body leaving very little to the imagination. The ga
Fluffy white wings stretched out of my back and cast a shadow over me, covering me as though they were shields. That wasn’t the problem, though. At the bottom of my wings, there was fire that did not appear to cause me or my cloth any harm. It just burned. In the middle of my head was a crescent moon that glowed. “They are burning,” I heard someone say. “How are they white if she is the demigod of Night and shadows?” Another asked. “Perhaps it’s a demigod thing.” The murmurs died down when Medros lifted a fisted hand. “Caidyn Romero, angel of Night and shadows, please return to your home in the mortal realm. It has been done.” Despite my surprise and confusion, I bowed deeply before opening a portal to the mortal realm and going into it. The living room was where the portal led to. Mother sat there, hand under her chin as she stared into space. Jean and Dimitri sat on separate couches, both avoiding the other because of Dimitri’s discovery. Jean’s sister, Yvonne; a feisty eighte
We sat in the dining room with everyone in the family save for Aunt Ared and Uncle Logan. They had traveled yesterday for an important meeting on behalf of my mother. Though they were absent, Aunt Melody and Uncle Carter were present but I could sense they wished they weren’t here because of Blade’s accusing stare. “Here’s the thing, son.” Father began, pouring himself a glass of juice. “We wanted to see you, but your teachers insisted we stayed back. They said it’d make you want to learn quickly so that you’d come home. We had no choice. We wanted the best for you, so we hearkened to their advice.” “And you want me to go back after Caidyn’s birthday?” Mother responded. “Yes.” Blade dropped his spoon. “No.” Father’s left eyebrow rose. “No?” “I believe I said that. I won’t go back there. Not now, not ever.” “You have to stay there until you can completely control your abilities. It’s for your own good.” “I am twenty years old, dad. I know what is good for me and going back there
The past five days were stressful for various reasons. One being that Leah always somehow found a way to be around my brother and he always let her. Could he not see what I was seeing? Secondly, Dimitri and Jean kept ignoring each other and pretending the other was invincible. I could see how hard it was for them to be like that with each other, yet they continued. The third reason for my stress was my birthday that would take place tomorrow. I was not someone to bother about my birthday, but I couldn’t stop myself from worrying because Esme Von Stein would be attending. Things could get bad between herself, Jean and Dimitri. The fourth reason was because father would not change his mind about Blade leaving after my birthday. I was yet to come up with a way to convince him to let Blade stay home with us. So, you see, this past few days were tiring. A lot of things had to be taken care of. I couldn’t tell mother about it or she’d become worried. She already had a lot on her plate an
After my conversation with Leah, I could not find it in me to sleep. I refused to believe she said those things to me and even called me by my name as though we were friends or even family. How dare she? The more I thought about it, the more annoyed I got. Who did she think she was? A mere maid spoke to me in such a manner. What was this world turning into? “Why? It’s not as if you’re going to marry him one day. Someone else has to.” Was she in love with Blade? No. It couldn’t be. She just got here. “Damn it!” I yanked the sheets off myself. “That crazy, little bitch who doesn’t know her place.” I clenched my fists. “Oh, I wish I could just strangle life out of her and make her beg for mercy.” No, no. That goes against angel rules. I cannot kill someone unless I have enough proof that they’re awful. I threw my hands into the air, frustrated. “Can’t I kill this one?” A glowing piece of paper appeared in my room—the set of rules angels were to follow. The number one rule was to ne
“It is good to finally see you.” He was just as I remembered. Tall, well built, alluring black eyes and hair. He wore a simple shirt and buttoned it up fully to support the elegant tie he’s wearing. On top of the shirt was a stylish belt with a narrow V-line. His double breasted jacket was a solid color with patterns which radiated finesse. His pants match his suit jacket and are a perfect fit for his shoes. An elegant pair of brogue monkstraps. This man was still the same. I couldn’t let him know I knew who he was or how I met him. “Do I know you?” “Oh, no. My name is Lucien. Lucien Dracmon.” It had been four years since I made him drown in the waters of loss. It was the reason he did not remember me. My eyes moved to his neck. He had that darn teal necklace on him. I could feel its presence. It probably was the reason I was feeling some kind of way. I held my hand out for a handshake. “It’s a pleasure to meet you, Lucien.” When he shook hands with me, I quickly pulled away with
My birthday ended with me sitting in my balcony with my head in my hands. Jean’s words struck me hard. How could she say such a thing to me? I didn’t get it. Was she possessed by the devil when she said those things to me? “Do I have to be like you for you to be happy? Loveless? Without a father?” I wasn’t without a father. I had a father. Only he didn’t want me. He did not even bother to show up for my birthday. My hands found the necklace clasp and I undid it before holding it in midair. I couldn’t stop the resentment and disappointment that rapidly grew the more I stared at the necklace. “I hate you.” Before I could change my mind, I tossed the necklace off the balcony and went into my room. I plopped on my bed and began taking off my shoes. It hurt too much. How girls coped with this was truly beyond me. A sigh of relief escaped me when I wiggled my free toes. A refreshing moment after a long day. My mind went back to the moment Blade asked Jean to get on her knees and apologi
As I lay in a deep sleep, I found myself in a vivid dream, walking through a dark and mysterious room. There were sounds of a waterfall; a peaceful sound to my troubled soul. In the distance, I caught sight of Lucien, but what caught my eyes was the necklace around his neck. I found myself moving closer to him, reaching out to him for some reason. With each step I took forward, the necklace glowed brightly as though repulsed by me. "Lucien," I heard myself say, allowing my hand fall to my side. He simply shook his head, lifted his hands to his neck and unclasped the necklace. It fell to the ground and shattered into a million pieces. I lifted my head from the mess to his face and before my eyes, he began to disappear."Lucien?" I ran forward to get a hold of him, but I was too late. He'd completely disappeared before I could get to him.What exactly was that?Confused, I got down on my knees and picked up the pieces of the teal necklace. Although odd, I found myself forgetting about