Mag-log inThankfully, it's dark or I would have ended on various blogs as the man who fell from the sky.Thank goodness Amara loves passing through dark alleys and no one else was passing at the moment or I would have freaked out a lot of poor humans.I used to hate Amara for risking her life always and passing through dark alleys but at the moment, I'm grateful for once for her lack of self-preservation skills.She turns back at the sound of my bones kissing the hard ground. Her eyes widen as she finds me sprawled on the ground and she rushes to me.If there is one thing I know about her (though I know a lot), it's her kindness to anyone and everyone. I'm humbled at being at the receiving end of her kindness when I've loathed her risking her neck for others, especially when they always paid her back with evil.I guess I'm an immature angel.“Are you okay, sir?” She bends down beside me, peering into my eyes.I'm not okay. I shouldn't be on earth. I shouldn't even be seen by her. My wings are b
She trusts too much.I scream as I watch her from the shadows, hoping she will change her mind about drinking that tea. It has been poisoned and she has no idea of it.She pauses and I heave out a sigh of relief, grateful she has good intuition after all. I can't count the number of times I've saved her from harm, even from herself.I may be her guardian angel but that doesn't mean I won't appreciate it if she makes my work easier.“Don't you want the tea again?” Her friend who poisoned her tea asks, watching her intently. “I went through a lot to get that for you.”Of course, she did. I roll my eyes. I could have cursed her but as an angel, I can't.Amara smiles at her devilish friend. “Thank you, Jo. It smells nice too.”“I'm sure it tastes better.” Jo grins, gesturing to her to drink the tea.“No!” I scream again, hating that she can't hear me.None of the humans can.She is about to ruin my life if she drinks that tea and dies. I've always wanted to be promoted and my assignment i
“You look beautiful.” He says.I wince, wishing that he will say anything but that.Anything but that.He notices my wince, which I don't blame him for. After spending centuries locked up with nothing to occupy him but pray for an escape that might not happen, he definitely would have honed his observation skills.“Don't you think you are beautiful?” He snorts, peering at my face. “I don't understand humans. You lot have too much insecurities for my liking.”He doesn't want to know about my insecurities. “Fine. Then go your way so you don't have to deal with my insecurities.” I say, packing the stuff I came with, my heart breaking with pain at the thought of a wasted night.He chuckles. “Where do you expect me to go after summoning me?”“Go where you would have gone after getting the freedom you've always wanted.”“I wouldn't have come here as this isn't my world.”“Oh.” I wince.“I'm in your care now.”“Don't say that.” I groan.“Till I find how to return to my world.” He adds.That
I stand in the forest, ignoring the pangs of fear raging in my heart. I shouldn't be here. I know that but that doesn't mean that I'm going to leave this forest.At least, not until I get what I want.What do I want? If only it's as simple as that. If only I can say it. I want Derek to love me. And based on the magic book that my master mustn't know I read, I need to summon Derek's name in the middle of the night and give his soul the water I've already poured the ashes of the inseparable love chants into.I can't do that in my hostel, not with three girls sleeping in the bedroom with me. That explains my fearless sojourn in the dense forest even though my heart is threatening to jump out through my mouth.I place the bottle with the ashes water on the ground and tie the red sash around my waist. I look at the moon as it symbolizes oneness. It's the same moon shining over me that is above Derek. What better way to draw his soul towards me than that?“Derek!” I scream as loud as I can,
“I should go home now.” She says. “I have an early shift tomorrow.”Thank goodness. Finally, I can get rid of her and have my dignity intact.“Goodnight, doctor.”She freezes as she turns and I freeze with her, wondering what is wrong with her.Her face contorts with pain and I see her fighting back tears. I follow her gaze and see nothing but a couple having fun. I take another glance at her and understanding hits me.That must be the loser ex and her replacement. How fast of him.She swipes her face with her hand and decides to let go but he sees her at that moment.“Scarlett,” he croaks, his shock annoying the hell out of me.She flinches at the sound of her name. “Don't you dare call my name?” She glances at the lady beside him. “Is this why you broke up with me? Is this why you threw away the years we've spent together?”“Don't call me ‘this’.” The lady quips up beside the loser ex.“I will call you whatever I like. You should know that he is nothing but a lying, cheating piece o
There it is again.That undeniable pull in the air, begging for me to be closer and take everything.I need to get out of this bar before I do something stupid.I can't fall like this. I can't go down like this. Since I stepped into this bar two hours ago, I've had that undeniable urge to shatter the determination I've held on for decades.My teeth tingle. My fangs elongate and beg that a taste will do no harm.I know that is a lie. It will do a lot of harm. I won't be able to stop. I think of the thousands I've killed just by believing I could stop after a taste.It's never going to happen again. I've promised myself and I intend to follow through with my plan. Rafe may not be a lot of things but I'm a man of my word.I groan, standing up immediately and rushing out of the bar. I don't care if I scare the people I push out of the way. I don't care if they think I'm crazy. I need to be out before losing my sanity, dignity, and pride.If I stay any more second in that bar, I'm likely t
"Extend my regards to your boyfriend." Sally, my roommate says as I pack my bag for the holiday. I roll my eyes, hating hearing the same tease for years and giving the same response. "Logan isn't my boyfriend." I respond with a sigh, reminding her just as I have always been reminding everyone e
A slow satisfied grin jumps on my lips as he pushes me against the door the moment we walk into the hotel, tugging impatiently at my clothes. I am impatient as well to get rid of the hindrance and help in dealing with the mess. I am desperate to feel his skin on me and in me. Within seconds, I am
"You have just three months left to live." I stare at the doctor, wishing that I am deaf and he hasn't just proclaimed a death sentence on me. I fight back the tears threatening to spill out of my eyes, hating how pathetic my life is. I am just twenty-two, freshly out of college and have a ton of
"Amy!" I gasp at the mention of my name, sitting upright and staring at the computer in confusion. "Were you even listening to me?" He snorts and shakes his head in his usual manner that shows how pathetic he finds me but I always find it amusing. "Yes, boss." I slur, blinking at him throu







