His name was Tyler.For a couple of years, he had been working for Don Serpente and definitely knew about his daughter. He knew how ruthless she was and that the last thing she'd do was side with her father's enemies.However, he was heavily confused for the first time. Don. Serpente had assigned him and a few others to be on the lookout for Void. He had gotten info that Void was seen leaving Don. Lucio's apartment. He had a feeling their meeting had something to do with him and wanted to hear from the horse's mouth. Also, he had heard about how very dangerous Void was and wanted to give it a try himself. He hated when there was someone above his reach.So, Tyler was on the lookout, and luckily, he was able to spot Void going into the mall. But what he didn't expect was seeing Wilhemina with Void.He returned to Don. Serpente's abode as quickly as he could to relay the information. Serpente was taking a smoke in the living room and having his feet massaged by a half-naked woman when h
JERAHWe became at alert instantly. I looked at Void, like he could give me immediate answers on who was outside the gate. How could he even tell?He went closer and peeped through the gate. With the speed he'd turned back at Karney and I, I knew there was no goodnews. He took my arm and guided me towards Karney."Quick. Take her out through the back exit." He uttered, his voice gravelly.I was bewildered. "Wh...What's going on?""We've got company. And I don't want you here while they are " He ran towards the house and returned shortly with a gun, some tools and my phone. He gave my phone to me."What the hell are you waiting for? Get her out of here!" He yelled at Karney.Karney grabbed my hand and tried running off with me. I pulled my hand away."But what about you? Why don't we just run off together?" I asked worriedly.He looked at me and smirked. "I never run away from my battles, J; not when they brought it to my home. And trust me, I'm the last perso
JERAHDo you know that feeling when it feels like the entire world was fake? That feeling when you look around and all you could see was a big empty desert with not a single soul in sight. You feel lost. Abandoned. Scared. Confused.That was exactly how I felt the moment she uttered my name.For a long time, I stared blankly at her, trying so hard to comprehend her last statement. Why would she call her own name when talking to me?My heart raced. My mind rejected the hint it had coming.She scoffed as a tear finally slipped her eye."What? Why do you look so surprised, sister? Don't tell me you didn't miss your name. Sorry I had to lend it for fifteen years."Shivers ran through me. I shook my head and took some steps back."Wh... What're you talking about? I'm not Mina, I'm...""Isobel?" She huffed. "You're so pathetic, aren't you? All because you're this... fake nun, you had a dream and picked out the victim to be you? Why? You feel you're incapable
JERAHI didn't realize when we got home. From the moment Void had met me in the room and helped me into his car, all I could recall doing was shedding tears.I didn't even try to stop. For the first time, I was gripped by a new, unfamiliar pain. It was unlike any I had known.Bit by bit, my memories began to return. They weren't vivid yet, but Mina's words morphed into images and made it a little easy to recover some of the memories.Although, I wished I didn't have to remember them. But they just came freely.I had been truly evil. I recalled those times I'd hurt my father's servants for the slightest offense. I recalled when how happy I was to hurt someone, and how uncomfortable I was when the atmosphere was too peaceful. There was a day I had chopped off a woman's finger for burning my meal. While she wailed, father had applauded me. And I had been so happy.I was too young to have a heart as dark as that. If I hadn't fallen off the cliff and lost my mem
VOID.I caught her in my arms, staring at her face as she dozed off. There wwas a twinge in my chest, one I definitely didn't like.Taking her into my arms, I took her upstairs to her room and gently laid her on the bed.What was it I felt for this lady that made me feel so guilty? What was it I felt for her that wanted me to do as she said?I waved it off. To feel was weakness. I didn't come this far by letting feelings get to me. Serpente needed to be dead. And it was only unfortunate that he was her father.I brushed my fingers through her front hair as I watched her sleep. She had been through a lot. The last thing she needed was being alone. Well, life was really unfair to her, wasn't it?I'd been a little struck when she'd told me the story of her and her bitchy sister. To think she'd have been that bitch...But how could someone so sweet have had a dark past? It was ironic, wasn't it? Being little, she has been a demon. But now, she couldn't eve
VOIDI pulled up in the front yard of Rocco's empire, and the moment I stepped out of my car, all eyes turned on me.The men looked at me like I was some danger - well, I was - while the ladies looked at me with a mix of fear and lust.Like sturdy pillars of strength, my broad shoulders commanded attention. And as I moved forward, the atmosphere itself seemed to acknowledge my presence.I could see it in those men, they wished to be me, have my kind of strength. But that was all it could ever be - a wish.My name is Void. It isn't some foreign name with a sweet meaning. It's the void you know - the word meaning empty.I'm called that because I'm void of emotions, void of fun, void of trust, void of empathy. Show me kindness, and I'll think you tryna mock me. But give me a gun, knives, or any sweet object with the ability to draw blood, and I'll show you just how amazing life can be.You can call me whatever the hell you want - a killer, a demon, a wizard.
VOIDI have been watching her for three days.I got to know where she worked, where she lived, and the fuckers she kept as friends. It was jaw-striking to know the bitch didn't keep the kind of friends I expected, or go the kind of places I imagined. The only places she had gone to was the mall and a church. A church! The whore was damn good at hiding her identity, wasn't she? She used her coffee shop as a facade while doing the dirty jobs behind the scene. What a pu$syhead.She probably noticed she's been watched, because she kept looking around from time to time. A smart motherfucker - I thought. It puzzled me how good she was at pretending. Heck! She was pretending, 'cause why the hell would a killer look so innocent? She was nothing like the lady I'd seen in the pictures. It wasn't just about the fact that she always wore long dresses, or the fact that she had a rosary around her neck which she touched from time to time. No, it wasn't just that. Th
JERAHI scooted backwards on my butts, fear eating everything in me. I watched him close - lock - the door, before chucking my spray can to the floor. How did he get into my room? Who was he? What does he want with me?My heart was in my throat and had refused going down. The fact that he looked so deadly scared me even more. I may not have seen a lot of bad men, but my instincts told me the guy in front me was extremely bad, and dangerous. He was in black pants, black polo and a black jacket. Even his shoes were black, and he scared the living daylight out of me. He started approaching me, each step he took filling me with nothing but dread. "Please..." My voice shivered as I wriggled backwards."I...I... I have some m...money in m...my b...bag. J...Just take it all. T... Take ev... everything." I stammered, tears burning the back of my eyes. I stopped moving when my back hit the wall. I could literally hear my fear echoing in the chambers of my soul. H