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CHAPTER 28
Valens FictionHow was it, readers? A kind of filler chapter, but I ensure you, drama is one the way
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Astraea's POVI always knew running was the choice of a coward. Hell, and being a coward was something I never learned.Yet here I stood, behind a damn locker as if it could protect me from getting squished under the catastrophe I created. A pit of my ownhell. I knew from the core of my very existence that it was stupid, but the heart was even stupider. The fear of the unknown nightkept on growing in my heart, being wary of the consequences.But before I could jeopardize anything, my skin felt on fire, like the sweet burn spreading through every pore of my pale skin.His hot breath fanned my ears. I was sure it was red by now, but I couldn't muster up the courage to look into his eyes."Running away already?"The mock was clear in his tone and as much as I tried to ignore it, the red bloomed on my cheeks.Sighing, I turned and looked at him, who still had the small smug smirk on his lips.Well not for long."You wish!!"He chuckled.The breathy sound was enough to take away the futi
Myth of The Broken Throne PROLOGUE
A night sky, so dark that it felt too ominous. The forest seemed to be a labyrinth with no end. Each step seemed to take a little bit closer to the pits of hell.That's how they felt.Numerous footsteps echoed in the eerie silence of the dark forest as the coven of witches kept running from the danger behind. Their hearts were all out of breath but the urge to live a little longer was enough to keep them going.The youngest of them could nearly keep up with the rest. Her red hair was wet with all the sweat, clinging to her white paled face. But she kept running, following others.Soon they heard the footsteps behind.They were close...so close.The prey decided to hide as the predator neared and neared.She kept her hand on her mouth, trying to stop her erratic breathing. The wide tree though did nothing to hide her.She was scared as none of her other sisters were near.She was now alone.A strong hand took a hold of her red strands, and she screamed in agony."It's the little one."
Myth of The Broken Throne CHAPTER 1
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
Myth of The Broken Throne CHAPTER 2
Astraea' POV The classes were almost over for the day. It was the game night. The juniors were really very excited, apparently the football team is like the hot shot in the entire university. All I heard in the corridor and classes, were girls fangirling over the players and how excited were they to grab any one of their's attention. Typical college wannabees... Walking out the entrance, I watched Emily laughing on Miranda's awkward expression. I was amazed that it didn't really took long for Miranda to be close with Emily and me.But then again, considering Emily's charming smile and all time innocent intentions (note the sarcasm), it wouldn't be tough to like her. As I reached them, their attention diverted towards me.Miranda gave a small wave. "Ready to go ?" I shook my head. "Well, I need to make a visit to Mr. Connor's office. He wants to speak to me about something. You guys weren't picking up your phones, so I thought to come and inform you." Emily had a sly smirk. "Th
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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
Myth of The Broken Throne CHAPTER 4
Astraea's POV I woke up feeling distressed. Sweat ran through the curved of my skin. The dark trunks of the forest were long gone replaced by the soft-colored walls of my room. A dream, again? I stumbled over to the window, still feeling overwhelmed by all those incidents. It was still dawn. The sky was still dark.My skin had reminiscent of the cold. It wasn't a dream. It couldn't be. The feeling was too true to be a dream. My eyes gazed over the forest's horizon as if waiting for anything which could possibly prove that it wasn't just the young adult mind knitting stories in my subconscious mind. I didn't know how long I sat near the window, but my mom's voice definitely broke the stance. I dragged myself to get ready for the ready. Descending the stairs, the scene was the same as every day. My parents were being the cutest couple ever, except I couldn't cherish it today. My mind was too blank for anything to grasp. Somehow, eating breakfast and trying my best to give hearty
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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
Myth of The Broken Throne CHAPTER 6
Astraea's POV The dryness clawed my throat as I woke up. The air rush seemed too slow, as I gasped for breath. Sweat made the fragile, light nightdress clinked to my skin like an inferior layer. Slowly and steadily, I felt my heart slow down. The breathing became normal which made me focus things around. Again, I was back in the warmth of my comfort zone. My hands shook as I tried to wipe the sweat off my face. However, it wasn't the only thing. My eyes, they were teary. I was crying.Because I was scared. I tried to tell myself but no , I knew in my heart that it wasn't fear, rather the presence of an unknown fragment in my soul making me awakened with a painful process. The tears were the proof. Nonetheless, this time it was different. I couldn't remember anything I dreamed off. Nothing, it was all blank but the pain in my heart spoke a different story. It was so intense and familiar that it felt like an old friend I had carried with me for evermore. The kind of friend who is t
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