Ken was at the ranch when I got home in our modest five bedroom house in Texas. I got there in a total of sixteen hours because I did not sleep and my whole body felt that I have no need of it which was pretty new to me since the farthest that i have driven this past three years was just the other state and it consumed more time sleeping than the drive itself. I went straight to the ranch to surprise him, It was still early and I know that he usually arrives soon. I parked my car next to where I know he parks his jeep and waited. Not less than five minutes and after counting the many chickens that were free roaming our ranch, a battered jeep was in view. Ken still uses the car that we used to steal from Dad when we go to the lake to watch the seniors swim naked. He was coming in hot and his wheels sent the dust flying every where. I am guessing he saw me too. He knew my car too well. The wheels skidded on the gravel as he stepped on the break and jumped off the driver’s seat to welc
Hades adored Persephone. What she was accusing him of was totally untrue. He had always loved her the way that he only knew how to. He was not like Poseidon or Zeus who will make it rain diamonds in the sky to prove their love and affection to the woman that they love.Point here is, he loved her. He used to, until she decided to be a b*tch and decided to be happy with it.Like right now, he is still stuck in a prison hell in..hell. This was his domain and yet his wife managed to upstage him and rule the underworld like it was hers in the first place. Hades, though he hated to admit, was like his brothers, arrogant bastards who think nothing but themselves, but at the end of the day, it was still them-they are brothers after all and brothers in any species, liked competing for anything.They first competed for their parent’s favors.And then Olympus.And then the world.No matter how he hates it, he knew that his brothers did not like him to think that he was less favored. He did many
Helena’s POVHis bestfriend is loud and annoying and I am no longer shocked to know why the woman I asked when I got to their firm where Zachary Oliver is or at least someone who could give me information where to find him--had only one person in mind. This George Smith, as he introduced himself to me is no where same as Zac.He was too boyishly excited when he saw my car and I tried my best not to snap his head off while we drove to Zac’s place. I hope he did not scratch the expensive leather that I had customized from Marrakesh. Unfortunately, we have been knocking on his door for a full one minute now until a blonde haired woman, sporting a messy bun and wearing nothing but knock off silk sleep wear decided to join us in Zac’s door. Obviously, George knew this woman because the mere sight of her in her skimpy night outfit made the man grin like a maniac. I rolled my eyeballs.I just hope that this woman does not knock on Zac’s door at midnight. I stop myself right there.“Hey, Geor
The youngest Mountbatten sibling did not count on seeing a man like Harvey Stone in New York City. It was no secret that he operates his business in Mexico and liked it there. In truth, he does not adore the city of jungles because of the competition and he did not like it’s inhabitants other than they were food.“Harvey.” She muttered under her breath. The young sin-eater was a vision inside her awesome car. She looked so magnificent and mesmerizing. “I knew it was you.” “”W-hat are you doing here?”“New York is an open city.” He smiled and his gold tooth appeared. “ We are here not for pleasure, which I assume you are here for..I remember you fleeing the assembly..”“Exactly what are you implying, Mr. Stone?”“If it pleases you, I am here to follow a lead, and if I may add, you saw the anomaly. You are the one who told about him of your mother.”“And?”“I wanted to ask you something, were you the one who turned the poor guy?”Helena met his gaze with viciousness, She did not blink
Word gets fast. Super fast in their hometown. Ken was pretty good at spreading the news of his impromptu homecoming. Even Chris who was living in the next town was quick to come home when he received the text from Ken. He wanted to be with family, sure. But he wanted to be with them and not the whole community of ranchers and cattle breeders. It was nice to catch up and make up for lost time but he was here for family and serendipity. A time entirely devoted for him and his family because there was some insane feeling inside his head that tells him that this was a good idea and that this might be his last time to visit them. It was a preposterous idea but that is how he felt.While the jeeps and ATV’s started to fill up the lawn in front and the back yard was also starting to get ready for the simple dinner but was now turning out to be not simple at all because tables and chairs started to pop up from no where and grills increased in number and his parents, with Chris’ heavily preg
“Julienne!” Solandra screamed the moment she appeared in the mansion. She was more relaxed now and judging by the color of her skin now, which was awesomely tanned, not by the sun but by the only place that she trusts to get her airbrushed tan --the Duchess was in Vegas for the past two days and was now seeking the attention of her house staff.The butler, as efficient as ever came to her as soon as he was summoned. “Welcome back, Mistress.” “Who was in Nicolas’ study?” She asked, her eyes were boring deep into the eyes of the old man.“I have no idea, the study is open to only three people. You, Maddox and Helena.” “And you.”“Yes, what is the matter?” Julienne asked calmly, although he kind of knew where this was all leading to. His friend’s eccentric wife was not dumb and having been staying at that study, she could have known where everything was supposed to be. A missing book will not be missed by a human eye, but not by sin-eaters. Solandra had eye for detail and Julienne knew
He could not imagine himself eating steak in what used to be their favorite steak house in New York when he and Kathy were still happily in love with each other. His steak would always be well done while his girlfriend would often times roll her eyes on him for doing so. Kathy liked her steak medium rare. He would always tease her for this and would often get punched on the side so lovingly for telling her that she might as well chew on a live, breathing cow than ordering a seventy dollar worth of steak. Her’s would come so pink inside and oozing with juice. He did not understand this types of people but looking at the huge lump of meat in his hand right now,barely cooked and there was nothing left of it but bones--Zac feared himself but the funny thing there is, he wanted more and he felt, well, better and stronger.“”This must be how, cellphones feel after being recharged.” He muttered to himself. He washed his hands and brushed his teeth, he was almost finished when Chris came in
Zac was torn in two, he wanted to excuse Helena from his family. In less than an hour, his entire family adored the woman and he cannot afford to remove the happy smiles and laughter from his mother’s face. He knew that face. That was the same face that his mother had when Chris finally brought his then serious relationship partner--his wife now--and the soon to be mother of his child home. He loved to expose her too but what good will that idea be? He could not remove her from that group even if he wanted to, he will need a crow bar to do that. So he spent the time trying to make man conversations with his childhood friends and his brothers, lazily lounging away while the rest of the world happens, beer in hand and watching the little kids who appeared out of nowhere. Apparently, they are all his godsons and goddaughters and they were all hoping to see him and maybe get icecream money from him. His friends are almost all married and he and Ken are the oddities. Still single and no