December 25, 4 PM in Brimley, Upper Peninsula of MichiganThird person’s POVAlyssa’s parents, the Crowes, were enjoying a quiet Christmas dinner at her step-grandparents’ cabin. It has become their tradition for the past seven years to travel to the cabin in the woods to spend their winter holidays.“I’m so glad you didn’t bring that emo kid along this time. My son does so much for her but she’s such an ungrateful brat. Has she---" Alyssa's grandma was cut off.“Have some mercy! She’s still my daughter and is in a coma for the past five days.” Alyssa’s mom snapped at her.“It’s all your fault! You are too self-absorbed to care about her whereabouts. She goes wherever and does whatever she pleases. I’m surprised that she didn’t turn out to be a drug addict or some---"“Mom! Stop! I know you hate my wife and her daughter, but they are my family, our family. Maria has proven to be the best that my kids could ever ask for. You know how much they love her. How many more years does she have

Marcus and I found ourselves underwater, following a drowning Damen. The water was getting darker as we went deeper but all of a sudden, we saw golden light shimmering at a distance.A slender, beautiful woman with long legs and a perfect body approached Damen. She didn't have a fishtail or red hair like Ariel did. Her eyes were black as coal and so was her shiny hair. She grabbed Damen's falling unconscious body and swam away with it."You think she's a fairy?" I asked Marcus."No idea, but she looks unnaturally beautiful. Have you ever seen someone look so good before?"I should feel jealous but he was actually right. I was more focused on Damen's unconscious face at that time to exclaim at her otherworldly beauty.We followed her and found ourselves in an entirely different realm. The deep dark ocean turned into an underwater city with castles and a kingdom. Two other stunning women saw the first one dragging Damen's body with her."Naia!

The scene shifted to the next day morning when Damen was still asleep. Nyneve was busy with the other women in the kitchen.Their two-story house looked similar to Marcus's family home, except for being a bit smaller. It was built from stone, and both the floors and roofs were covered with tiles. There was a courtyard in the center, the walls were high, and there was a tall gate with flower pots all over the front yard.The other women seemed to be Damen's sisters-in-law.Nyneve's sister walked into the kitchen.""Nella! We were just talking about you. Irene and Lyssa also think that you should stay with us until we know something for sure about Dru.""Looks like we will know right away.""What do you mean?" Lyssa asked her while the others were looking at Nella in confusion."That healer woman, Ophelia, she seems to be more like a witch or something. I saw her look into a box and cry. The box had a mirror inside. She said she saw all

Why Rhea? My brain refused to think as Tulio slowly advanced towards her. I was expecting him to target me, not her."Pater!! Help!" Rhea screamed for her dad when Tulio grabbed her hair and pressed her face against the kitchen counter.Diana slowly moved her fingers towards the knife that was still in the tray with the chicken. Tulio saw that and took his dagger out in a second. "Don't fuck with me, unless you want to get killed too."Marcus's dad reached the kitchen with a puzzled expression and his face turned ashen when he saw Tulio."Calm down, Tulio. Put the dagger away first.""Fuck you!""Didn't you see Allena here? What's gotten into you, that's Rhea.""Just the person I need.""Tulio! Your brain cells took a beating from Marcus. You should be going after Allena.""I will, I like to bed feisty women. But let me kill this bitch first. Glad you are here; I want you to watch."I saw Cassia slowl

We went to one of my mom's favorite brunch places. The unlimited coffee at such places was never my thing, and I was usually there for the sumptuous pancakes or omelets, but surprisingly, I downed three cups... didn't realize that it was possible to miss even crappy coffee so much.I was hoping to catch up with my dad a bit. I was seeing him after thirteen long years and wanted to know more about his wife and daughter. But my mom took away all the limelight. She loved to talk about herself a lot even when there was nothing new to share. Her car and her house address happened to be on the national news only a couple of days back, so she got a chance to go on about it for another decade I guess."Oh, we have been living in fear ever since. My poor babies are sleeping with me and Ben.""Why would someone specifically choose our house to steal a gun?" I asked. My stepdad must be part of the Mafia."Your favorite handbag is gone too," said my little stepbrothe