Sonia noticed how silent Dorcas had become, she looked at him and she noticed he was deep in thought. "Dorcas?" She called. "Dorcas?" She called again, flicking her fingers at him. He blinked, moving his gaze at her. "Yes?" He answered. "You look lost." She said, "What were you thinking?" She asked. Dorcas thought of what to say and avoided his mother from finding out about the maid. Thankfully, she isn't a demon who can read minds. "Nothing." He lied. "Nothing?" She repeated. "But you looked lost for nothing." "I was thinking. . ." "Thinking about what?" She asked sharply. "A woman? Have you found one already? Are you in love?" She asked inquisitively. She remembered back then when she first met Luci, how he took charge of her conscience and she has never thought straight without him getting involved. He was the only one who made her lost in the Pacific, imagining events that happened and are yet to happen. She believes the only reason why one has to think too fa
Dorcas was as still as a deep corpse, dreaming into the world Luci had created. He found himself standing in front of a brown door late in the night. The environment was a lot different from that of the underworld, leaving him to assume where he was. He offered a knock on the door but there came no reply from the inside. Then he held the door knob, using his mind, he opened the door under his control. He shuts the door close, making his way in. He looked around the building, and he saw directions which led to many rooms. Then he saw the staircase and he decided to follow it to the upper apartment. He made a stop at the last step, glaring around the rooms. He decided to think, to connect his mind with any living creature in the house. He felt his mind was linked to some one. Some one little and young. Her brain was empty and had no thoughts in it. He followed the direction which led to where the infant laid. He opened the door and he made his way in. He looked at the two cou
Dorcas woke up the following morning, feeling excited. He was damn so happy that he had the chance to see his cousin sister. Now that he has passed his scar to her, he can feel her even without visiting earth. "I saw her, I saw my sister." He said to Sonia who was likewise happy for him. "She looks beautiful." "It's your duty to protect and to take good care of her." "I will, mother." "Good. Have you eaten some thing yet?" She asked. "Not yet." He replied. "I was too excited so I said let me share my happiness with you." "You did the right thing. Now go get some thing to eat or else you grow thin and weak to protect your sister." She teased him. "I will never let a finger touch her hair, I swear." He was determined, and likewise confident in his word. **** Back to Jessica, Dorcas came to realize that he was missing some one. Before he could get to his room, she has already dressed it properly with his food on his table. He was done eating and he decided to take a
20 YEARS LATER*** * "Mom?" Allison called from the sitting room as soon as she walked in. "Mom?! I'm back!" "I'm here!" Cynthia said from the kitchen. She went to the kitchen. "Afternoon mom." Allison greeted, pecking her mother's cheek. "Afternoon, sweetheart, how was school today?" She asked, chopping on the green beans. "It was fine mom. What are you cooking?" She asked. "Fried rice, hope you'll love it?" "Dad's favorite? Come on, mom, I love fried rice." She said in a delicious manner. "Why don't you take a shower and get some rest too, I'll call you when it's time for dinner." "Okay." She left for her room. Allison was done with the shower, she stepped out to change into her house wear. She felt a pain on her forehead at the position of the scar, it felt like a burning pain. She groaned, rubbing it gently. "Aahh! Fu*k" she cursed. "When will you learn to be merciful?" The pain seems to be increasing gradually. She didn't want to scream to avoid causing a
ALLISON ? * I was surprised to hear that. Mother never told me this for once all those years I kept asking her, but all of a sudden she is telling me now. Could that mean...? *Could that be mother knows some thing that I don't?* I thought to myself as I stared at her. "Do you know some thing about this mark, mother?" I asked. "Allison. . ." She tried to give her usual excuses but this time I wasn't interested in listening to any of them. "Mother, if there is any thing that has to do with this scar then I have every right to know. Why will you keep hiding the truth away from me? This is my scar, mother, I should know why I have it in the first place. Please tell me, tell me what it means." I pleaded. I could sense she wasn't ready to tell me what's behind the scar but I was determined to know. "The scar signifies the bind you share with the one who also bears the scar. It connects the both of you together, sharing your pains and emotions together. It was given to you b
Allison woke up, disappointed to see that meeting Dorcas is a dream. She felt sad and she wanted to meet with him in reality, but then she remembered what his mother told him concerning their meeting. They have to be patient for a little while until they meet. But the question is. . . How long do they have to wait for the right time? Allison went to the kitchen, luckily, she met her mother. Cynthia was fully dressed and ready to go to work, when Allison showed up. "Good morning, mom." Allison greeted her. "Morning, sweetheart. How was your night?" She asked. "Fantastic." Allison said, happily. "I can tell from the look on your face. Tell me, what made your night fantastic?" She asked. "I had the best dream ever last night and guess what it is?" "You met with your brother?" She guessed right. "Exactly. I saw both him and aunty Sonia, they both looked good together." On hearing Sonia's name, Cynthia hopes were high, indeed her sister was safe and sound in her new h
PROLOGUE: Luci held her cheek and she held his hand, not wanting to pull away. She kissed his palms, rubbing it on her cheek. She lets go of the shirt on her chest, exposing her breast to him. For the first time Luci was staring at her bare chest. Those bally breast pointed at him, hungering for his touch, his kiss. She takes off her trouser, laying stank naked before him. She wasn’t shy. No, she can’t. He smirked evilly, like he was staring at the Jezebel of his time, hungrily wanting to devour her without minding if Ahab was watching them. The touch of his fingers on her skin ignited a spark in her stomach, causing an invisible goosebumps on her skin. This was another moment he wanted her… A rate of her. A time to commit the real Sin. Sonia closed her eyes as Luci’s fingers slowly moved across her face, tracing her lips they continued down her neck. Her body grew hot under his touch and her muscles slowly relaxed. She opened her eyes and found him staring at her wit
Mrs White had given them a phone call where they would meet their private jet. Mr Richeal and his family had nothing with them as they left Otranto to Florida. They wouldn’t want to bring more shame to themselves. Even though they were on their best outfit, to the people in town and outside the state, they looked like rags. “Joyce, we are finally in your dream.” Mrs Sotomayor said, holding her hand. “ Flying in a private jet has always been your dreams, haven’t it?” Joyce smiled. “ Yes, it has. But, I thought this era has no private jet. I mean, the ones from the newspaper were scientific research for the 20th century. And if my assume is right, then we’re are in the 19th century. “ Mrs Sotomayor sighed, turning her gaze to her husband. “ Joyce, no one is doubting your assumption.”He said. “ I never said either of you are. I was only being surprised, that’s all.” “ Have you forgotten so soon that it was the devil himself who offered us this opportunity? He has the rig