LOGIN- KILLIAN - I heard her. Heard the sound of someone infiltrate this place even before I knew someone was here. I had massacred every living being within this mansion except for one being, my parent’s murderer, and I needed to keep her alive so I lure out every other family member she has and make
Hello readers! It’s this author again. I got terribly ill and also hit my foot against a metal surface so hard that I could barely walk along with my illness. I needed to take time off writing to fully recover. It is a new month and I want to say, I am so sorry and will resume writing again. I
- HAZEL - The drive home was devastating but on the bright side, I have arrived. I make my payment and get out of the car, shutting the door behind me and running in. The lights are off. I look around. Every single light on the streets are out making the area ridiculously dark and I am just noti
- HAZEL - I find it ridiculous that our very state-of-the-art home is so far away from the city, making going to a supermarket to get something as little as a bag of chips seem so tasking. Especially late at night. I groan, still on the long drive TO the supermarket. It is frustrating. There are
- KILLIAN - The time has struck eight pm. I pull the glove on my hand higher to fit better on my palm. From head to toe, I am dressed in black. A black, futuristic, half face mask conceals the lower portion of my face. My shirt is black, my belt and pants the same. I am at the place the killer li
I just blush in return, biting my lower lip. “It’s nice to meet you, Liam.” I murmur. My eyes are on the things in his hand. I wonder that’s in them. I’m aching to know. A smirk forms on his face, like he can read my thoughts. “Here.” He hands them to me. I take them from him. Woah. How does he ho
I also don’t want to be next to him. Not after what he just did. Tristan leans closer to face me and I take a step back, my heart now pounding aggressively in my chest. “Isn’t uncle with Kate? Why did he beat me up to rescue you?” My brows furrow. Huh? Uncle??!! Killian is Tristan’s Uncle? I r
- ASAMI - It was almost too easy. Sneaking in. I have an invitation to be at this event but sneaking in was way more fun. Especially since I know the chaos that may have awaited me if I waltzed through that door while Killian was still in the room. Speaking of, he hasn’t been here for a very lo
- KILLIAN - She’s asleep. Again. I almost don’t want to get up from this bed. I almost don’t want anything to severe our skin from being in contact yet I know I have to. I know I have to take her back downstairs and I have to take her home later, after this event. I button my shirt then fold the c
I feel Killian’s gaze peel from my eyes to my chest then back to my eyes again. “We may argue sometimes, but I won’t let you wake up to a morning that there won’t be an us. I’ll find a way. Every time. I’ll always find a way to come back to you.” Killian mutters, his voice lowering into a whisper







