(William’s P.O.V)
After speaking with John yesterday about the woman he had driven looking like my Charlotte, I couldn’t stop thinking about her. Every day from the time we had left to ending up jumping through time, I thought of her and our child she was carrying. Charlotte wasn’t a one-time fling like I had intended, I grew to love her and her gentle nature. She would have been a wonderful mother. That night, when I got back to the house that my men and I owned, I laid awake in my bed replaying the course of my life. At over 200 years old I have yet to find someone like my Charlotte and I don’t think I ever will, considering we can’t leave this damn island. There is some force that is keeping us here and we can’t figure out a way around it, let alone WHAT it is. The morning dawns bright and sunny like always, and I feel the nerves setting in for this afternoon. I took John’s advice and set a reservation for
(Nerina’s P.O.V)“What in the fuck was that?” Ashe voices out in confusion, mirroring my own.“Ol’ boy was saying he was over 200 years old saying he knew Charlotte, that’s not even possible!” Kita states.“I know! Why would he say such things though? He knew her last name, who would know her last name other than family or someone who knew her?” I question.“I understand that Ne, but you cannot seriously believe that William dude is over 200 years old. There’s just no way!” Lizzie rebuts. John opens the door, and it’s only then that I realize that we are back at the villa already. I had been so lost in my thoughts and conversation with the girls that I wasn’t even paying attention. We all get out, however; John grasps my arm and asks me to stay back for a minute. I nod to the girls to head back into
(John’s P.O.V) I tried to get William to NOT go to Nerina’s villa this morning because I had a feeling that the declarations made by the two of us yesterday would have resulted in her and her friends becoming blind drunk. And that is exactly what happened. When she opened the door for us this morning, I could smell the alcohol, but what I couldn’t get over was seeing her almost bare in front of me. She had on little, tiny shorts that were basically underwear that hid nothing, and her top was cropped so you could see her toned stomach and her nipples were puckered and could be seen through her shirt because, of course, she wasn’t wearing a bra. It was maddening how badly I wanted to take her right against the wall in the foyer. She allowed us entry and went upstairs to change and retrieve her gun, lord knows she really didn’t need it, we weren’t there to hurt her or her friends. Once everyone was seated on the
(William’s P.O.V) Nerina’s mother had said Charlotte had given birth to twins! Two babies! I wonder what they were: two boys, two girls, one of each? Were they identical or were they fraternal? I needed to know more! “Lottie and William went missing? I thought they died, like for sure died, not just went missing and presumed dead. I know Charlotte was murdered on her way home to the twins when they were sixteen.” Nerina said. Died? She was killed!? I had to do everything in my power to keep myself upright and to keep myself from sobbing out like a babe for their mother. My beloved Charlotte. Wait. Did Nerina say William? Charlotte named my son after me? I couldn’t help that, while I was mourning Charlotte, I couldn’t suppress the pride of having a son named after me. “That’s the speculation. After they both turned about
(Nerina’s P.O.V) I know that I fainted after hearing my mother basically confirm what John and William and those other guys had been saying. I just can’t believe that witches are a thing. They can’t be. I keep pondering this thought as I sit here…all alone…in the dark. Hmm maybe I should start walking and see what happens. As soon as I stand up, I fall. Not like to the ground but fall, like I’m falling through the sky but in pitch dark. I open my mouth to scream but nothing comes out, and this feels like I’ve been falling forever. Finally, I hit ground; soft beautiful green grass surrounded by beautiful flowers and a beautiful forest. I stand up, having landed on my ass, and begin to look around. Someone behind me clears their throat causing me to jump. I turn to see a beautiful woman, with russet colored skin, beautiful brown eyes, and long brown hair. She looks like a goddess! “Hello de
(William’s P.O.V) To say I was stunned was an understatement when Nerina shared with us the information she had received from this Selene woman. The information she received from her, however; matched what I knew from the clairvoyant I had managed to find in America. I knew a witch had been involved and that it had involved my grandfather, but with the new information Nerina had I could finally put this to rest. We made it aboard the Bloody Hangman with no problems and I found the piece of parchment where Selene had said I would find it. “Has everyone read it thoroughly enough?” Harry asks from behind my shoulder. There was a murmur of ascent that everyone had, in fact, read it over. It was now time to say it aloud:  
(Nerina’s P.O.V) Aboard the Sirens Curse, we’ve split up the jobs and I’m finally inside my Captain’s quarters. A huge king sized four poster bed sits off to one side, with a sitting area with a writing desk made of beautiful walnut. The furnishings are lush and reminiscent of the age in which we are, lots of gold though. A knock on my door pulls me out of my thoughts. “Come in!” I call. John walks in. Goddess he looks amazing in his white linen shirt with that deep-V to it that gives you a peak of his pecs. His pants are tight, and you can totally see what he’s packing, and mama is NOT disappointed whatsoever. “Hey, do you have a minute? We are going to be weighing anchor soon and I wanted to ask you something.” “Sure, what’s up John?”  
(John’s P.O.V) Sex with Nerina was the most intense experience I’ve had thus far, and a total shock that it even happened like this. Now I’m waiting with William on the deck, for Nerina to get back from interrupting the other girls sexcapades. “I can’t believe that you allowed Corie to go off with Harry! Why didn’t you stop them?” I yell out, not being able to contain myself any longer. “How could you not control yourself with my granddaughter?” He shoots back. “Hey! She came on to me William, I just went in to talk to her and next thing I know we are having sex!” I say, trying to push the blame off me. “Oh sure, blame my granddaughter when she isn’t here to defend herself.” He hisses out. Before I could respond, the door to the lower level opens and Nerina along with the girls, Edward, Harry, Arthur and
(Nerina’s P.O.V) After John and William left the ship, we weighed anchor and hoisted the sail for the Twice Cursed Island. Just the name alone made me nervous about what we could possibly encounter there, now that we knew that witches were a thing and that Selene, the Moon Goddess, was real. I will seriously shit my pants if werewolves were real. It really makes you question what you understand, as true/real in the world, doesn’t it? We’ve been sailing for a few hours now and, to be completely honest, we are so. Fucking. Bored. “Can I please just light off ONE cannon?” Nikita whines. “No! You could kill a whale or something!” Corie yells. “I promise I won’t kill Shamu!” Kita whines back to Corie. “I swear on the Goddess that I will throw you both overboard if you don’t shut up.” I say through gritted teeth. “I just want to light off a cannon Ne, please!?” Kita gives pup