Taming The Devil's Queen

AnnaIt has been said that time heals all wounds but I do not agree. The wound remains. In time, the mind protecting it's sanity, covers them with tissue and the pain lessens. But it is never gone. You learn to live with that pain, it remains ingrained in your heart until your last breath.I grabbed a bottle of bourbon laying on a small table next to the couch and filled the glass. I gulped it down still holding the bourbon bottle. The sour liquid pooled me inside and I concentrated on the burning feeling igniting a strange fire inside me. My plan was to drink the night away and it is still the same. The warm feeling which took the pain away even if it was temporary, I loved it. When you drank, the world was still out there but for a moment, it didn't have you by the throat and that is all that I needed.I sighed as I left the bottle and glass on the small table but pause to pick a photograph laying on the table. A young woman with messy black hair was staring at the camera with a wi

Mr. PhilipThe day had started uneventfully, much like any other. The morning sun filtered through the tinted windows of my car as I sat in the backseat, scrolling through emails on my tablet. My driver maneuvered through the familiar city streets, and two SUVs filled with bodyguards trailed behind. Suddenly, the car jerked violently, swerving left, then right, and then again, like a drunk man staggering in the dark. The tablet flew from my hands, crashing to the floor as I grabbed the edge of the seat to steady myself.“What the hell is going on?” I barked, my voice rising in panic.The driver, beads of sweat glistening on his forehead, glanced at me through the rearview mirror. “I’m sorry, sir, but…the brakes have failed!” His voice cracked with fear as he struggled with the wheel.“What?!” I roared, feeling a wave of dread wash over me. “How is that possible? Didn’t I tell you to inspect the car every morning?”“I did, sir! Everything was fine when I checked it earlier. I…I don’t

ANNAI watched him sprawl on the cold, hard floor, his face painted with streaks of blood and sheer terror. His eyes darted around like a cornered animal, searching for a way out that didn’t exist. A sinister grin tugged at my lips. This was the moment I had been waiting for, the moment he would feel the same helplessness my family felt as they begged for their lives.I clenched my fists to steady the surge of emotions threatening to break free. Not yet, Anna. Not yet.“W...who are you?” he stammered, his voice barely audible over the pounding silence.I scoffed. “Tsh...I’m Tina, of course! The poor girl who saved your miserable life.”He chuckled dryly, spitting blood onto the floor. “Cut the act. I know you’re not who you say you are. So why don’t you drop the mask already?”“Oh, you want the truth?” I sneered, leaning closer. “Fine. Let’s end the charade, shall we?”With a swift motion, I peeled off the prosthetic mask. His jaw dropped as the fake skin fell away, revealing my true

PeterAfter adjusting my tie one last time in front of the mirror, I couldn't help but admire my reflection. The ash-colored suit hugged my frame perfectly, and the white tie added just the right touch of sophistication. I looked every bit the successful man I had worked so hard to become. I chuckled, today was going to be a good day-at least, that's what I thought.As I turned around, I noticed Nancy standing by the doorway, her arms crossed and a strange expression on her face."Give me a minute, darling. There's something I need to discuss with you," she said, her voice soft but insistent."I'm already late for work, can it not wait?" I asked, grabbing my briefcase and heading toward the door."No, it can’t," she said, her tone firmer now. "The doctor wants to see you today at 8 a.m. It’s about...our infertility issues."I froze mid-step and slowly turned to face her with archered brows. "What? Are you joking?""No, Peter. I'm not. Doctor Angela suddenly resigned and the new doctor

ANNA I glanced at Peter, the second name on my dad's list and noticed that he was staring at his untied hands and legs with a confused look."You must be wondering why I didn't tie you up right?" I asked as my lips curled into a slow smile.His gaze snapped to mine. "Exactly, miss. And that was your biggest mistake."Before I could react, he pulled a knife from his boot, its blade gleaming under the bright light. In one swift motion, he lunged at me, the knife aiming straight for my chest.I sidestepped just in time as the blade whistled past me. I grabbed his wrist mid-swing and twisted hard, forcing him to drop the weapon with a metallic clang. Before he could regain his footing, I pivoted on my heel and delivered a sharp kick to his stomach. He staggered back, clutching his gut and gasping for air."Not bad," I taunted, brushing invisible dust off my sleeve. "But is that all you've got? I expected more from you, Peter."His lips twisted into a sneer. "I've got more, baby."He look