LOGINHello 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
- HAZEL - ‘Let’s meet tonight. Anywhere you choose, I have something special for you.’ Killian sent me that text earlier today and ever since, I couldn’t help but wonder where we should go or what the special thing may be but the anticipation is killing me. Driving me crazy. The funny part of
- KILLIAN - I’m sat on a floor cushion around a floor mat with Kate rests on my chest. My arm is around her, circling her shoulder while the other one rests on the floor to support both our bodies in this position. I will be gone tonight and she wants to make the most of it. If only I could make th
Not a boyfriend or a talking stage but someone she is engaged to. How do I even explain myself?! Or even justify it? Maybe the fact that they’re in an open relationship would help? I shake my head. For me to know that part when she did not tell me already exposes the fact that I got accustome
- HAZEL - I just came out of the shower, drying my hair with a towel. That was close. I don’t know what I’d have done if it was someone else who had been there at that time. I don’t know if I should be glad about it or not. I didn’t like the look on Killian’s face and even I am aware of how bad w
I let out a sigh, bracing myself to do the one thing that has been on my mind all day. I think I should tell her. Whatever may be after now, may be but I cannot keep letting her feel like she’s not enough. I’d rather she hates me than hate herself. This thought doesn’t make me any less of a bad pers







