.Mona smiled at her cute grandchild. Garry was just starting to walk. His little unsteady steps made Mona delighted. "You know you could walk so good at that age" she told her son who rolled his eyes at her. "You were such a smart baby. Sometimes you shocked me so very much. But you made people so envious of me that I couldn't complain""Mother" Michael stopped her from talking about his exaggerated childhood. "Mother what about what I asked you?"Mona's expression changed. "Why do you want to help that boy?""That 'boy' is your sister's son. Your nephew and my cousin. Family is supposed to help one another."Mona disagreed. "I don't like that boy. Always so cheeky. Even when he was a child I tried so hard to be an aunt to him but he was always so stubborn. Rejected my every try. And then he had the guts to be my son's competition." She wrinkled her nose. "Why does he even want to get pregnant?"Michael licked his lips. "He is in love. Just like me. He wants to h
Viola took out the poison she had on her nightstand. "Justin okay. Then you will bury me. Because I can't afford to see this." She had been there to see Augusta die. Right in front of her eyes. She did not want to see Justin someone else in front of her. So it was better that he left now. She would rather die. "I will come back. One day in another life. In that life I vow that I will never lose someone I love. Never."She downed the bitter substance. It was a fast acting poison. Just what she wanted. A quick and easy death. Maybe in the after life she would meet Augusta. Maybe they'd be happy there. Or she would be miserable. Even in death. *Justin walked into Viola's room with the intention of waking her. She often overslept. And Justin had to talk to her. Make her understand even just a little. Nothing had changed between them. At least not to him. He always saw her a sister. His brother's wife. He respected and loved her as such. When saw her laying on bed at first h
While all was fine and well in Emerald it wasn't all sunshine and roses deep in the seas. One part of the sea world was in chaos. A certain sea witch who had some plans for world domination was very unhappy with how things had ended up. She didn't like that she wasn't in control anymore. And that all her years of hard work had become undone. "You should come in instead of looking at me from the outside." She said suddenly seemingly at no one because she was in an empty room by herself. "One more sneaky glance from you and I'll punish you!" She screamed now causing her son to come inside of the room. "Mother." Xachary was inside of the room right now. He looked at his mother who was disturbed by the way things had gone so wrong. "Well if I am allowed to say I'll say I did tell you both that I should have been part of the mission. Riya is too hot headed to be left to her own devices." "You say your mother has lack of judgement?" "I didn't say so. I'm just statin
When he got into land he heard her voice immediately. She wasn't sounding how she sounded earlier. She was angry. Cursing something loudly but Xachary couldn't make out human speech when it was said so fast. He followed Elona's voice to behind a tree next to the river. When she saw him she was quick to wipe her tears away. But of course it was too late he had already seen her. Her breathing was ragged as she looked at him. "What are you doing here?" "Why do you ask the same thing all the time?" "It's nightfall. You should be here." "Well I could say the same for you too knight. You aren't wearing your uniform so I should guess you aren't on duty." Elona huffed her hands on her reddened cheeks from crying. "How much of this have you seen?" She demanded. Xachary raised his hands in mock surrender. "Enough to see that you are disturbed by something." He added, "crying isn't a sin. I really envy you people that can do it." Elona sniffed away the last
Elona woke up early even though her body protested with her. She had to see Xachary so sleeping was the last thing on her mind. She stumbled as she walked down the path that led her to the river. She was stopped from reaching the river by a young woman named Elethu. She had a bucket of water with her. "Elo?" She was surprised to see Elona up so early even after her night shift. " Shouldn't you be sleeping?" "Ele I will go to sleep once I'm done with my errands." Elona told her politely before she tried to walk past Elethu who quickly grabbed Elona's wrist. "Ele?" Elona was not amused but she would give Elethu some credit. Usually the girl didn't bother her much. Just said hello way too many times. Which Elona often just ignored. "Elo", Elethu whispered the name out like something sweet she had just tasted. "I heard you and your fiance broke your alliance." "He married my sister. No alliance was broken." Elona eyed Elethu's hand on her wrist. "My dear please fre
Rose Is Not Yours Two men as different as night and evening are put to the test when they are in a battle of love and war. Fighting for the love and hand of a woman who is envy to many. Edward, the Duke of Awada is the second hand to the throne. He is there for every emergency. He is the one who will be replacement for the king if he ever lost his life and a seat warmer for the king's heir. The Duke is not at all perfect. He makes his mistakes like everyone else. He's human and everyone understands and welcomes that about him. Everyone except his aunt. His aunt who raised him from birth is always expecting more than he can truly give. Sometimes this stresses him so much that it leads him to the bottle. The bottle that does not at all welcome him. He often gets very out of character when he has touched it. His life is more or less just existing. He cares little about himself and more about the title he has and the duties he has been given. That is until a man in a whit
Chapter One: Dear Book Edward wasn't in any mood to do anything but sleep on his bed. The headache built from the hangover he was experiencing right now was killing him ever so slowly. He cussed out to no one in particular just frustrated by his inability to just say no to the bottle. "Focus!" Michael's loud voice came into the scene. Reminding Edward of what he was doing at this very second. Just as his drinking last night he was regretting this as well. He was now in a train fight with the king of the kingdom. How great. He didn't even know how he still kept his balance after dodging all of Michael's attacks. He didn't throw one punch or kick Michael's way because he didn't believe that it was possible. Not with his present state he didn't. After a torturous running around with Michael chasing behind him with a whole lot of energy and stamina Edward went into a stand still when he almost collided with a white horse. The rider thankfully stopped right on time. Edward
Chapter Two: Again and again He came again. Again and again. The man still without a name that was given by his parents known by Edward kept on coming. It's been days already. Close two three weeks. Edward still didn't know what to do. Or how to tackle this. On one hand he still thought this might be a game of sorts. On the other he was beginning to think of what to say back to the man who keeps coming to whisper sweet nothings in his ear. Who was he? What did he want from him? These questions always went through Edward's mind every time he thought of even trying to entertain the thoughts of thinking the words the man spoke were real to him. He wanted to ask. Wanted to ask so much from the man but every time he appeared. Every time he spoke. Every time he handed him a new rose Edward completely froze still. Staring at the perfectly made human, listening to the deep voice that said words that made his heart beat faster than anything else and his words never made it out o