Marina
Back inside the mountain, I never felt at home. It felt like I was sleeping, endlessly waiting for my life to begin as the seasons went by.
The only thing able to bring a smile to my face was my daydreams about John. I thought meeting him again would save my life, change everything I knew and make me happy.
And I was right.
If John hadn't broken my heart, I wouldn't have met Adam and fallen in love.
He isn't my mate, but does it truly matter?
Adam feels like my home, the only thing that makes sense in this crazy world of mine. With him by my side, it suddenly feels like I can do anything.
Silently, I peer up at the sleeping angel with my heart swelling in my chest. Adam is cute, although he would probably find it insulting if I said it to his face.
But no matter how cute he is while lying all spilled out on the ground, I won't let him fall asleep on me just yet.
"Adam?" I clear my throat. "This is kinda uncomforta
MarinaNever in my entire life have I been running this fast; not even when my life was in danger did I put this much force into my legs.The sun is lowering behind the trees, painting the scene in this vivid orange and salmon as the warmth of spring fans my hair. I'm sweating; on the verge of vomiting from not being in the best shape after the ice cream I ate after dinner."I shouldn't have gulped down that glass of wine either," I scold myself as I stop to breathe. With the support of a tree, I lift my head to squint ahead.The lake is looking as lovely as ever with glittering water under the sunrays. I keep staring, my heart stopping in my chest at the sight of a large man sitting by the corner of the lake.White wings, the wrong color, clad his broad back as he observes the setting sun. He lifts his chin to the sky, and I sigh at the short white hair on top of his head. The hair is shaved on the sides but more extended in the middle; I honestly
MarinaLooking into the face of my sister isn't easy. She shoved a dagger into the heart of my lover and ate my friends; it's difficult holding back that screaming rage at the back of my head.My memories are still intact, but I remind myself that none of that has happened yet; it never will.Although it hurts me, I know I won't save John, meet my friends, or even have the gorgeous Adam fall in love with me.At this moment, I will change the future."I-I didn't know you were awake..."Jenny's voice is pained, filled with sadness. Her face holds no anger, only loneliness as she keeps her gaze on the floor.I roll out of bed with a smile slowly creeping up on my face. Deep within me, my heart is mending. It's whispering soothing words into my ears, telling me this Jenny wears the face of innocence, that she isn't evil yet."Jenny, I'm sorry," I place my hand on my sister's shoulder to offer her comfort as my eyes convey regret. "
MarinaChaos is the only word able to describe my reality as of now. Lily is staring at John, who is busy howling into the wind and breaking things inside the castle to relieve his agony.So far, John has thrown three chairs and ripped apart every banderol from the ceiling, frightening Lily further with his display of strength and anger."Should we do something?" Lily asks me in concern."I honestly don't know," I reply.As I'm looking up at John, I notice the ground trembling beneath us, and when I swirl around, I detect my furious sister.What a sight.Standing in the doorframe of the throne room is one enormous, ruffled angel.My sister's wings are no longer on her back. It seems the vines did a good tearing them to nothing, leaving her looking like a giant human with burning rage covering her face.Bruises kiss her skin while she is heaving, her shoulders slowly falling up and down as she glares at me with murderous
MarinaSadness is the chance to learn about yourself and your soul; it's when your heart opens its windows and doors.Now, as tears stream down my face, I realize how much Adam truly meant to me, how much joy his smile brought me, and how much I truly loved him.I'm stranded, crashing while my mind calls his name, but there is no answer; Adam doesn't call my name as I shout his. There is only silence slithering around me as memories of us play on repeat inside my head."I think Jenny got the other ones locked up in her bedroom," John pants as he sets me down on the ground. He is shaking, tired from running in his human form in a castle built for giants. His blonde hair is sticking to his forehead as sweat glistens on his skin. "I just need a moment,"Looking around, I notice that we are standing in the throne room. The morning sun is lighting up the walls, blinding my eyes. Old paintings cover the walls; banderoles are hanging from the ceiling, and
MarinaBack inside the mountain, I never felt at home. It felt like I was sleeping, endlessly waiting for my life to begin as the seasons went by.The only thing able to bring a smile to my face was my daydreams about John. I thought meeting him again would save my life, change everything I knew and make me happy.And I was right.If John hadn't broken my heart, I wouldn't have met Adam and fallen in love.He isn't my mate, but does it truly matter?Adam feels like my home, the only thing that makes sense in this crazy world of mine. With him by my side, it suddenly feels like I can do anything.Silently, I peer up at the sleeping angel with my heart swelling in my chest. Adam is cute, although he would probably find it insulting if I said it to his face.But no matter how cute he is while lying all spilled out on the ground, I won't let him fall asleep on me just yet."Adam?" I clear my throat. "This is kinda uncomforta
AdamIf anyone told me there would come a time and day for me to love someone who wasn't my mate, I wouldn't have believed them.In my eyes, the mate-bond is sacred. But I was wrong about how the mate-bond works. I thought the mate-bond made you incapable of loving anyone else other than your mate, and yet, I'm far gone when I peer down at the woman in my hands.It amazes me how such a tiny little thing can make my insides burn, cry and beg for her touch. The intensity of my emotions is like nothing I've ever felt before.Marina.Lord, I've never been this whipped by a woman before, owned, and she doesn't even realize it."Do you think we could somehow use vervain to our advantage?" Marina asks.I lean against one of the walls, sinking down until I have the little mistress pressed to my upper abs. She isn't as stiff as she was a moment ago, even daring to make eye-contact when I peer down at her.It makes my heart swell in my c