WHEN ZACHARY ARRIVED at their meeting place, Isla was already there waiting for him. She wore a red off-the-shoulder dress, which made her too cute. Her wings were clipped in her back. Thankfully, it stopped there. In his eyes, Terah was the most gorgeous woman, and no one could replace her. It was only his bride that would always catch his attention.
Men glanced at their table and ogled at the woman, while their partners tried to get their attention. Isla seemed not to care. She was focused on reading a fashion magazine, while holding a glass of juice on another hand. She flipped the pages.
Zachary scanned his surroundings.
It was a white garden restaurant with oversized lights over the large table. Zachary did not know if real plants were attached to the
ZACHARY threw Isla an irritated look.“What?” Zachary asked, while looking uninterested. "If you cannot do it, I will not force you. I could ask someone to do it for me." And it was true. He had a lot of connections, but there was no guarantee that it would be faster than Isla's services. That was one of the reasons why he had chosen her. Regardless of the costs. Afterall, money was not a problem.Isla bit her lips. She was contemplating. And Zachary had no spare time to wait for her a little longer.He tapped his foot on the floor, while waiting for the woman to say something.A few seconds had passed when she still did not utter anything. “I do not have all the time, Isla,” he uttered with impatience.
Zachary knew Dianne's love for him vanished. She was only staying because of their seven-year-old son, Calvin. For vampires who were not soulmates, it was amazing that they stayed for almost a century. And even had a child."Dianne," he started. He wanted to hold her and embraced her while feeling her warmth but he held back. Her back was on him. They were in bed but they were not sleeping. It was nighttime but none of them wanted to succumb to sleep. Their child was on the other side of the room, sleeping. Peacefully.When a vampire reaches the age of eighteen, their body starts to transition to become an immortal. Some lives but some also died. It depends on the individual's body. If his body survives the changes."What?" she spat. She inched closer at the edge of the bed. She did not do it befor
FROM THE moment Terah woke up, she knew it was a bad day.Rain was heavily pouring. She did not bring her umbrella with her. It was a sunny day earlier but now she was soaking wet.She should have listened to her mother. She was shouting to bring her umbrella every single day but it was her laziness which made her not too.She scanned her surroundings.People ran back and forth. Some were walking slowly with an umbrella in one hand while hugging their significant others.At the age of twenty-three she still didn't have a boyfriend. She was jealous of the others. Why was it easy for some to be in a relationship while it was the other way around for her?
THE VAMPIRE was still staring at the fountain. He looked gloomy. Like he recently lost someone dear to him. It was still a couple of minutes more before the sun set. Rays of sunlight were showered in his direction but the man did not even mind the heat. If he was really a vampire, how come he did not get any burn? Was that dreambender bluffing? Was it a prank?Terah grabbed the umbrella in her bag. “Mister.”“I told you my name. It’s Zachary,” he said, irritated.Zachary was not even surprised when she approached him.“I’m sorry if I did not remember the name of a stranger. It’s just that if someone always lacks sleep, she becomes forgetful,” she answered. How dare this man lecture her?
A COUPLE of minutes passed, Terah and Chet were bound to go. She had no choice but to go with him. He was the only one who knew the locations of the dreambenders’ bodies.They were in a jungle and it felt like all the bugs were crawling on her skin. In the distance, the birds were singing.They must really know what she was feeling right now ‘cause it felt like they were singing a sad song. Just for her. Especially delivered. Now she was a Very Important Person. VIP"Can't you wish that we are now in your place? It’s a dream right? You can do whatever you want.""Who’s the fool that told you that?""Nobody. A guess." That would be her."Th
TERAH’S spirit vanished in Chet’s arms but she was still here. She stood beside him and attempted to touch him but her hands went past. He looked like he lost from one of the important battles of his life.“It’s okay, Chet. Maybe I am still alive. For you to find out, fulfil your promise. Go to my world, awaken me. Remember your promise, please,” she begged him. Hope that Chet would also let Zachary remember her.Chet looked around. Confusion was evident in his eyes as he saw the blood on his hands. He stared at his hands and shook his head. The sword was still on chest. He pulled it while gasping for breath. He succeeded. Then he tore some clothings and wrapped it around his chest. He was still bleeding (thanks to her healing, it was only minimal) but as moments passed by, the blood stopped.
Ten years later....Sweat beaded on Terah's forehead. Blood and sweat mixed the air from where she stood. Her white t-shirt was now red from the blood of her enemies. Not her enemies but Sidapa. It turned out some gods were not on the man's side. Some of them were angry for whatever reason she could not fathom. The gods and their infinite grudges. No wonder they had so many wrinkles making them look like a thousand year old.After a few years of being an assassin, she also made a name for herself. She was known as his assassin. Nobody tries to mess with them.She really didn't care. For ten years, she had done everything Sidapa wanted. He trained her to become the warrior she was now. Yes. She became a weapon to him, a murderer, an assassin. And his errand girl. In return, he gave her cash to su
TERAH’S hope was replaced by irritation.“How could I kiss a man who was the reason why I was killed? Are you making fun of me, D? I don’t like that joke of yours.”She could see that Sidapa shrugged. “It’s your choice but when the time comes you will really return to being Forgotten, don’t blame me. I can only help you once. Once you go back to that state, you will become an evil spirit that will bring havoc to humankind and the Dreamland. A lot of dreambenders will be after your life since Forgotten are the biggest threat they could ever have. You can kill them in their sleep.”Terah’s knees gave out. “You love torturing me, right? After all the things I did for you? I killed for you, D without any questions. And this? T-this! Tell me. Are you dying and t