I started writing a diary. Mainly because I feel the urge to and also because I would like my children… if I get any to read it and laugh at their ma.Hmm, they would probably be too scared to laugh at me.Today… well, tonight, I am going to do the unthinkable. I’ll find a way to contact my sister and also escape this hellhole-Finally, I am getting out of here.Today will be good to record in my books.“Okay, my drawing just needs a few more ink. Yes, he looks more like the devil now,” I stroke the paper containing my dodo, softly.“My beautiful creature.”In this mission of mine- that is likely going to happen now- in the night- I didn’t tell a word to Gwendolyn, not a sound. I haven’t seen her since my change.I pack my hair up tightly and stuff my diary in to my bag, I stole from here.Inside are are few clothes and jewellery.A part of me wants to shrink the

She sits in front of me, looking as guilty and remorseful as ever, and all I can do is imagine her been in bars. Imagine her taking Estella’s and I position here.“Can’t you tell your brother that I want the cell room again. This one looks a bit too empty for my liking.”Estella stares at me with awkwardness. “It is empty, Minerva. It is more than empty, if I may say.”“Well, I don’t want to hear what you might or may not have to say,” My eyes remain on Gwen, “What I want to know is why the bastard’s sister ratted me out.”“I did it to protect you and everyone else.”“No, you did it to protect you, yourself and you. That counts as everyone right?”I look away as certain emotions fill her face rather very quickly.“Princess, I know that you really don’t want this. Why don’t you open the door for us. We will get out of your

 The next thing I do is celebrate.“I knew it, I knew it! The psycho was a supernatural after all and a fey for crying out loud.”I get no response except for an arched eyebrow from the newest fey in town.“You don’t look too surprised, Minerva,” She smirks, “You were expecting the unexpected all along.” Okay, she responds in words too.“So you and the king had everyone fooled all this while,” Estella voices out, she then leans in to me and whispers, “Is this one of your glamour stuff too? I had a lot of time to waste at that time but we need to leave here now.”Estella looks around in haste and grabs my arm but I pull her back.“This is not a glamour, Estella. If it is then it isn’t mine,” I mutter and look up at the new found fey and the annoying butt of a king.“You planned all this just to do what… get back at me for not a

“I think that Greyson and I had a fight,” I bite on my lip as Estella closes the door behind her.“What kind of fight?” She asks.“The kind that couples have but we are not a couple,” I say and suddenly realize something, “I think he may have taken us as a couple.”“Is it a good or bad thing, because you have a mate who is the king and he can decide to kill him if he finds out.”“Sebastian is old news. We are talking about Greyson here. The one I tried to lure-”“Don’t tell me that you tried to seduce him,” She laughs.“It was the only way to get his mind off things and it almost worked,” I shake my head and she narrows her eyes at me.“So you did seduce him?”“Seduce who?”The door opens and Sebastian stands with his hand on the knob and an intense glare in his eyes.“I really need t

I sit on my bed with a huge book on my lap titled, ‘Torture Statics’. The book interests me and I begin to get excited, waiting on when it’s time to torture her- the little deceiving cunt. I just can’t wait anymore.The door opens suddenly and Gwen stands before me with her hand still on the knob. “We need to talk now.”I glare at her.“Can’t you read the sign on the door. It says no unexpected visits and knock before you enter.”She looks at the white paper I pasted on the door and after a few minutes, she closes the door behind her.“I don’t care if you lock the door or not. Sebastian has a spare key for every door here.”“I locked it with magic,” I narrow my eyes at her, ignoring her mockery tone, “Now get out. I don’t want to talk to you.”I look back at the book in my hands and she stomps over to me, snatches the book and throws it