Myth of The Broken Throne

PRESENT Astraea's POV Those black eyes laced with golden strings were the only things visible in front of me. So alluring, and so ...mysterious.I felt it was waiting for me to approach but at the same time going far , far way from me. But, I couldn't stop myself. I kept on going forwards, desperate to reach to them. Suddenly as if everything stopped. I waited, again.It was coming near me. Those eyes seemed a bit glassy but didn't deviate from mine.And before I could take a proper look at the mystery before me, a bright light flashed making me blind for an instant. The next moment I opened my eyes, it was a cream coloured ceiling with little light hanging from them.Looking towards the left, my dear mother stood before the open window. Ah....A dream. Shouldn't have watched those stupid movies. "First day of college and you are still on the bed. Wakey wakey."Her soft voice literally cooed at me.My mom and dad were literally the best parents to me as well as the best partners

Chapter 3 Astraea's POV My eyes were just on him, his sun-like glazing eyes. It felt like a sin to fight shyness off them. An unfathomable feeling. The calls of the team made him came back to the real world, breaking the eye contact, he jogged back towards the group. The number 7 on his jersey wasn't the only thing helping me recognize him. It was his whole aura, the way he moved, the way his eyes coordinated with every move around him, the way his dominance yet an amicable control was there hovering around the whole team, following and listening to him. Geez, stalker alert !!!!!!. The whistle broke my drooling period over the handsome hunk. The game started but my eyes were glued to him. He was fast and I mean very very fast. Calculated moves and really sharp skills. One of the player with number 11 was well coordinated with our captain. Even though the whole team was doing their best, but somehow this 7-11 duo were really giving everyone a good game. They were so in sync tha

Astraea's POV My laugh echoed through the whole room as I watched my mom getting embarrassed under Dad's sleazy flirty lines. She glared at him then smiled menacingly. Turning towards me, her eyes gleamed with mischief. "You know, your Uncle James was just 15 when we were in college. There was a great buzz about the Transformers movie in his school, so he begged me to take him to watch it. And of course being the stalker your father and his friends were, they were also there at the movies. I was waiting for James to come back from the restroom, when Nate approached me. Do you know what he said ?" She looked at Dad with a smirk. "He said and I quote. 'If you were a Transformer you would be Optimus Fine.'." I chuckled, looking over at Dad, who casually cut his steak and shrugged at me. "What?, I thought it was cool." "Cool?, You said that line with such a straight face and sweating like a half cooked chicken, that it took me a whole minute to realize that you were flirting." She a

Astraea's POVAn enchanted beauty which spread cold through every fiber of your skin, but when closer, it burns you with a passion and longing no one has ever seen.I looked at my image in the mirror. How beautiful she was that could make Zeus so lost and devoted to her ?.Were my natural grassy eyes too dull in front of her.Can my smile be as enchanted as hers ?My hands slowly stroked the edge of my dusty golden hair, caressing my waist.The light coloured strands, so soft and silky that one wouldn't mind getting tangled in while taking their last breath.How smooth were those tendrils, that could portray her as a innocent, hidden sin. I sighed. Stop it!!!!...... She is just an inspiration. An inspiration to give a face to Zeus's view of emotions. How are you so sure?Because people can't change. They would still be the same whether it is fall or rain, snow or midsummer. It's just his insight.Of course, just a timely thought to create his artistry.The day was really tiring and

Astraea's POV It was the morning of Saturday. The weather was a little cold. My plan today was to hang out with Zeus, I quickly took a shower and went into the closet to choose an outfit that had me stuck for the past twenty minutes. Finally, after almost crawling inside the wardrobe and throwing clothes all over the room, I found a decent attire. I wore the skinny black jeans and paired them with a beautiful lace top. Considering the weather, it is wise to wear a jacket. And then finally finishing the outfit with Stiletto stretch black boots. A car horn distracted me from my little venture in the room. A looked from my window, a jeep was parked in the driveway. An excited Roman waved from the driver's seat. I hastily came down and opened the front door. Since mom and dad were going to be out for the day, I had already informed them last night about my plans. Locking the front door behind me, I walked towards Roman. He wore a black shirt and black jogger. A rather casual outfit