Torture. It had been pure torture for Cole these past few days, but he kept his distance. Syanna made it clear what she wanted, and it hurt like hell. He never thought he was even capable of being so hurt, but he thought wrong. Because the second she looked him in the eyes, and told him that he was bad for her, his entire world crumbled. She had confirmed his fear. She had used what he had always known and rubbed his heart in ten dirt. But she wasn’t wrong. Cole had always been who he was, but he was never a violent person, getting the urge to kill and hurt until Syanna. But how could he not, when she was the very air that he breathed? And then, to make his torture worst, he learnt that she had passed out from that gash she made in her palm. They had healed her with the water from Ivy Lake, but she had already lost too much blood. It almost killed him to know she was in there, unconscious and fighting for her life, and with every blood she got, her body rejected it. Cole had snu
She had done it again.She had utterly crushed him two times in the span of a week. But it was necessary. For the past three days, she had been contemplating what Genevieve had said. And the more she thought about breaking their bond, the more it hurt. She cried her eyes out this morning before making the trip to Cole’s room. But Juliet assured her that this could be for the best. Juliet never much liked Cole, even being a cupid. But Syanna knew she never understood. To Juliet, Cole was just bad news, and she couldn’t be more relieved that Syanna now ‘saw the truth.’ Yet, she had to do this. She had to sever their link, or they both will suffer. “Syanna,” he whispered, taking a defeated step towards her. Syanna stepped back on instinct, and her heart ached even more. “Cole, please. It’s not easy for me.”“So don’t do this,” he said, his eyes pleading. “Syanna, I know I’ve been a mess. I know I have been too impulsive with people, but I can be better for you.” “Cole, you’re not a
All is fair in love and war. Until, that is, love becomes more dangerous than the war. Syanna hadn’t gone through with her original plan of breaking the link with Cole. In fact, things took quite a turn that she hadn’t been expecting, and he showed her just how much he loved and needed her in the span of thirty whole minutes. It was even better than the first time at the cave. She didn’t know how, but it was. And even now, when she’s left his room, she only wanted to go back and find him. But she had a class in fifteen minutes, and she definitely needed a shower before she left. Syanna didn’t regret not going through with her plan, and she believed him when he told her that he would try and control his impulses and instinct to fight or kill those that are threats to her. She just hoped this was really for the best, and she wouldn’t regret it. She got to her room without anyone seeing her, ran inside and slammed the door as she leaned against it. That was close. It was pretty ob
Unici’s classes were sometimes pointless. They taught them the basics of supernatural knowledge, the history of the fairies and the ‘evil’ out there. They also taught them fighting skills, and things they needed to know about nature, plants and animals. So, science and biology were a huge part of their curriculum. They also, even though it wasn’t needed, taught them general subjects that would be taught at a regular university, but they had the chance to choose. Syanna, with her annoyingly ambitious self, decided to take as many ‘human’ courses as possible because, one, she very much still planned to remain human and two, although Unici was her destiny and dream, she still wanted it to reflect a normal college as much as possible. But now, at six in the evening, when most of the school was either hanging, banging, sleeping or eating, she was stuck in math class with her very lazy professor, Mr Figs. Mr Figs had assigned them tasks that Syanna was sure he didn’t know how to solve h
Syanna has broken a lot of rules in my lifetime. She wasn’t always the innocent, quiet girl that everyone thought she was. In fact, when she was sixteen, she was in her most rebellious stage, when all her friends were talking about college, and she felt left out knowing she wouldn’t ever go to a normal college, miles away and wear an oversize jersey with her face buried in her notes at two in the morning, somewhere in her dorm. She had made quite a mess with her high school reputation, but made it up in her senior year. Now, she was feeling rebellious again. But it wasn’t because she felt like her life was being taken away from her without any say of her own. It was because her truth was practically stolen from her this time. And she was getting it back. The sports day was in full swing when they left. They had to show be there at first, not to draw suspicion to themselves. Cole was the first one who left, smiley because no one would believe that Cole would be interested in a day
Cole was terrified. He had never seen anything like this, and now Syanna was passed out in his arms on the floor, after crying for bloody murder. He had no idea what happened to her, or what she saw, because the day was still in full swing, with the dragons now playing their odd version of football against the werewolves. But something was definitely wrong with her, and Cole didn’t think Syanna was losing her mind. “I think we should go,” Cole finally said, trying his best to stay composed with an unconscious Syanna in his arms. “I don’t think it’s safe to be here any longer.”Isaac, who looked just as terrified, nodded slowly. “Yeah, I think we should.” He gulped, then glanced at the door, at which he flinched. “What’s wrong?” Cole asked, seeing the sadness and fear in Isaac’s eyes even more than before as he stared at the door. “I’m sorry,” he mumbled. “I didn’t mean to, but you were so secretive, and I just wanted the best for you. I didn’t mean to hurt you, Joanna.” “What?”
Syanna has broken a lot of rules in my lifetime. She wasn’t always the innocent, quiet girl that everyone thought she was. In fact, when she was sixteen, she was in her most rebellious stage, when all her friends were talking about college, and she felt left out knowing she wouldn’t ever go to a normal college, miles away and wear an oversize jersey with her face buried in her notes at two in the morning, somewhere in her dorm. She had made quite a mess with her high school reputation, but made it up in her senior year. Now, she was feeling rebellious again. But it wasn’t because she felt like her life was being taken away from her without any say of her own. It was because her truth was practically stolen from her this time. And she was getting it back. The sports day was in full swing when they left. They had to show be there at first, not to draw suspicion to themselves. Cole was the first one who left, smiley because no one would believe that Cole would be interested in a day
Cole was terrified. He had never seen anything like this, and now Syanna was passed out in his arms on the floor, after crying for bloody murder. He had no idea what happened to her, or what she saw, because the day was still in full swing, with the dragons now playing their odd version of football against the werewolves. But something was definitely wrong with her, and Cole didn’t think Syanna was losing her mind. “I think we should go,” Cole finally said, trying his best to stay composed with an unconscious Syanna in his arms. “I don’t think it’s safe to be here any longer.”Isaac, who looked just as terrified, nodded slowly. “Yeah, I think we should.” He gulped, then glanced at the door, at which he flinched. “What’s wrong?” Cole asked, seeing the sadness and fear in Isaac’s eyes even more than before as he stared at the door. “I’m sorry,” he mumbled. “I didn’t mean to, but you were so secretive, and I just wanted the best for you. I didn’t mean to hurt you, Joanna.” “What?”