LOGINTyrone That was all it took to go from the life I used to have… to the one I had fought like hell to earn back.And I would fight for it again if I had to.Every single time.“Dad! Dad! Mommy! Mommy!”Ayila’s voice snapped me out of my thoughts as she jumped up and down next to me, her little hands
Tyrone I stood at the edge of the auditorium, my hands shoved deep into the pockets of my jacket, trying to keep them from shaking. My heart was beating harder than it ever had in any fight, any battle, any patrol I had ever done. And that was saying something, because I’d faced death more times th
“I don’t know how you do it,” I said softly, watching them. “She’s… she’s so full of life. So… fearless.”Tyron glanced at me, smiling gently. “She is. And she’s lucky. Because she has two people who… who would fight the world for her.”My chest tightened. I wanted to believe that, to feel safe with
WinterThe morning light spilled through the tall windows of my aunt and uncle’s mansion, painting the polished floors with gold streaks. I sat at the small breakfast nook with a steaming mug of coffee in my hands, listening to the soft sounds of Ayila’s tiny laughter echoing from the living room.T
Tyrone I know,” I whispered, the weight of my confession pressing down. “I know I failed you. I know I can’t take back what I did. I can’t… I can’t undo the deaths, the betrayal, the pain I caused. But I swear to you..every day since then, I’ve been trying. Trying to rebuild… trying to be worthy of
Tyrone The mansion was quiet except for the hum of the city outside. I stood in the doorway of the living room, hands fisted at my sides, heart hammering so hard I thought it would shatter my ribs. She was sitting on the edge of the sofa, her legs crossed, arms folded, eyes distant...watching the s
" No..., You did what every husband would do. You didn't know and she didn't tell you either"I say and pull him into a hug.We stay that way for while until someone barges into the living room in a haste.Seconds later, Marcus enter the from the hallway looking refreshed."What's up wolves. Still ma
Light. Darkness. Light. Darkness. Light. Darkness.That is all I have been seeing. I think I may have died and become stuck between the living and the dead.I don’t want to be alive anymore. I may be a fighter, but now I am so tired of fighting.My body is exhausted. I just want to leave.
"Excuse me," I say, looking at the two little strangers in front of me.They have now caused an audience—something I am trying to avoid.They both come and hug me.Okay, this is creepy!What the heck?!They couldn’t be more than seven years old."Whose kids are these?" I ask around, but no one answe
A month LaterSerene's P.O.VI give up.I can feel life leaving my body.I have been tortured for four weeks—four long, agonizing weeks. I have barely survived without food or water.My skin clings to my bones; you can literally see my skeleton.Each time I lose weight, the chains shrink to adjust t







