Writer's POV:" Put her down here, good."Diego commended, pathetically staring at the woman who was being laid down in the truck. Her body seems almost lifeless but none of them seem to care. " I'll stay back at Baridona, take her to Master and await his next order, hit me up when you have any info,"" Sure thing,"Cassandra professed coming over to him." Take this...Give it to my sister, Maya. Don't open it till it gets to her, she'll understand what it contains,"Diego collected the small wrapped box from her, his eyes filled with curiosity but he rather remained fixed. " I will,"Placing a peck at his cheek. Cassandra hopped into the truck and soon it drove off. Staring at the truck that disappeared further, Diego got into his car, taking up his phone that had just beeped with a message, this however was a distraction that made him forget about the box, he took his phone and unlocked the message, there a picture displayed, something which at first took him aback but then his f
Scarlett:I could feel the breeze, the dancing trees, the footsteps, the man and everything all began to slowly fade from my sight and be replaced with pouring liquid from above. I didn't think it was the rain nor do I know what the liquid was, but then I could feel my stomach gushing out with a thick substance which I knew was my blood. I groaned in pain, the pain I felt was actually real. I didn’t think this was some dream...this was real, the man in the cloak, the woman and the stab on my stomach, they're all real.I struggled to get my eyes open, I succeeded, taking in the familiar view of our house ceiling, the pain in my stomach hit me in multiples that I could hear myself wailing aloud. I weakly struggled to get on my feet, my imbalanced steps and doozy eyes were beginning to get the best of me, I clutched my bleeding stomach, my blood oozing uncontrollably that it already stained my shirt and my hand, even rolling down to my legs. I struggled to breath, my mind ignorant of
I never thought I'd find myself in this awkward situation. I sat on the couch, several shades of eyes glancing at me while I tried to hide my pain from reflecting.The man who had helped me earlier entered the room with a mug, internally, I was thankful he had come to distract the pairs of eyes that won't stop obliging their gaze at me. " Take this. It should ease the pain a bit,"I didn't hesitate, I collected the mug and immediately gulped down the weird sour taste of the black juice. " Thank you,"I appreciated them while handing the cup back to him. Now, I feel a lot better all thanks to this guardian angel who was sent to save me.Initially, after the narrow escape from the attack of Mr Strange, my guardian angel had brought me here to his place and somehow while I was still unconscious, he had helped me treat my wound. I honestly couldn't be more thankful." Would you like to eat something or would you prefer sleeping instead?"A man who I guessed was the father of the one wh
" You're an elf, Scarlett."It wouldn't stop echoing in my head, the more the voice echoed, the more pain I felt. It seemed impossible! Everything seemed overwhelming. Who would have thought that I, Scarlett Brooks would one day turn out to be like those fictional characters from their fantasy world in the books I read. An elf? I am...an elf?With a sickening breath, I gasped and forced my eyes open. Despite the temperature of the room, I felt hot within myself, my body covered with my heat that it looked like I had been bathed. I was laying on the bed, I looked around, Hermie wasn't there anymore and in the cause of gazing through the room, my eyes landed on the sparkling long mirror that relaxed against the wall, calling me to come over to it. But what if all that I heard and saw were just a dream? None of them could be real, for all I knew, it could be one of those spooky nightmares I get. However, there was only one way to confirm my thoughts. I climbed out of the bed, once my
I was out there, struggling and dying just to make sure I find my mom in hope that Max was surviving well, in hope that he wasn't getting too worked out but upon arriving back from my death hole, this was what Max had to offer me?" Oops! We should probably..."Fernando was saying but I cut him off by scampering over to them, my footsteps were loud enough for them to pull away from each other. I honestly couldn't tell the emotions that were gathered in Max's eyes the moment he saw me. My tears occupied my eyes as I stared at his drab ones. Sincerely, with the way he looked, I could tell he had been crying for long, he had been worried. " Scarlett," A glint of happiness gushed through him that he even dashed over to me for a hug but then... I did something I didn't mean, I stepped away from him. Max noticed and his once worried look crossed his face." Is this what you've been doing while I've been away?"I couldn't find the heart to keep talking. I didn't know what else to feel abou
Hermie had mentioned it to me that in order for me to understand myself, I would need my mate but sadly she said he needed me more than I needed him. I had forced her to tell me who he was but she refused yet she gave a hint saying my mate was a person I wouldn't hesitate to die for but...The man in front of me was Mr Strange. The mysterious murder who I had sworn to kill if I ever had the chance to.There was no way I would die for a monster like him." Beast! You're a beast!"I yelled, struggling to get away from him. I didn't want him, he was nothing but a callous beast. I don't want him!." I am not a beast... everything I do…I do it because of you,"He motioned closer to me and I still did my best to stay away from him but I earned a sharp pain in return. " You are hurt...I... could heal you,"" Don't touch me,"I couldn't believe it. Everything seemed to be happening in an unbelievable way. Mr Strange paused for a moment, I could notice the way he breathed with ease and gentle
Darkness! All I could see was darkness, what I could feel was pain, torture throbbing all over my body, what I could hear was nothing but random chuckles that would come and slowly fade away. At first, I didn't know what was happening but as I slowly regained consciousness I remembered and somehow understood what could be happening.Jones found me, I remember him trying to help, I remember telling him about my mother and then after that, I suddenly became unconscious. The floor I was lying on was beginning to get cold and from a distance, footsteps slowly began to approach towards me along with whimpering.I was shaken with fright realizing I had once again been kidnapped. Jones! That scumbag. What did he do to me?" Jones!"I knew someone was here with me because the footsteps that I heard earlier had stopped just close to me but still the whimpering continued. Suddenly, the dark place illuminated with a dim light, looking down I saw a pair of black well designed shoes, beside it w
" I don't know what to say to you Scarlett, I feel so ashamed of myself,"Ever since Jones had left, my mom had barely spoken to me, all she did was whisper how sorry she was.Currently, we were seated apart due to how she would hurdle away from me. " But why didn't you tell me all these while?"I managed to bring my voice to life, apparently, my whole body was soaked with my tears but still I couldn't control them from stopping. How many shocks had I received these past few days?I knew they were more coming, they were infinity, unstoppable. " If you're not my mother then who is?"She sniffed, tugging her already wet hair away from her face. " I don't know,"" If Max isn't my brother then who is he?"" Scarlett..." She whispered, crawling over to where I was. The pain in those eyes of hers were evident, one that wanted me to break down again, I mean how can I ever deny this woman as my mother, I couldn't even think of it, after the hell we all went through together." Max is your