He took off his shirt to reveal his chiseled chest and sturdy abs, undid his belt, and let his trousers drop leaving only his black underwear behind while Evelyn watched with a drooling gaze, the blue sea had nothing on his beautiful, baby-blue eyes, the soft smirk he gave pleased at her reaction light up her world.With a face like heaven and with a jawline so sharp it could cut one's fingers, she bit her lips to fight her womanly urges which were stirred up and violent as a tornado. His tensed and protruding muscles of an athlete which he showed in their full glory lured her mind like a charm. "Are you trying to seduce me?," She said pouting her lips, argh how could someone be so sexy, she screamed in her head, he had both masculine and feminine features as he was both pretty as a woman and hot as a man."Hmm, I do not intend to wet my clothes little kitty, the water is best enjoyed when naked," He spoke in mischief, his manly but modulated voice sending a delightful tingly sensati

He stood still, his bloodshot pupil dilated, drenched under the rain, the sound of moving vehicles and people running for cover with umbrellas opened as the clouds spat out their beads of water blurs with his gaze fixed on a tall building with gigantic heavy steel gates.He stood with an aloof grim expression that suffocated the air around him, harboring darkness only challenged by the dark skies, he had been feeling distraught and torn over Evelyn's memory, and after falling asleep he dropped her at her room and quickly, using the magical portal apparated in this place. One step at a time, he crossed the busy roads to the other side of the street, walking a few distances until he stood next to the gates where the words "St Catherine Mental asylum" was engraved, his red eyes moved through his surroundings counting the number of guards stationed at the watch tower."Excuse me!" He called one of the security guards patrolling the gates. The middle-aged guard sighting Leon walked in his

"Hey!, wake up Asher," She crouched gently slapping Asher across the face with her left arm while her other was placed over his open wounds, a green magical glow reflecting on his closing wounds. she found him lying unconscious with bruises and cuts in the middle of nowhere inside the woods after spending hours searching for him."Ouch!" He groaned in pain as he struggled to move, his sight blurred for a moment before properly taking in light and her reflection, "Scarlett?,""What the hell happened?," She inquired, "Don't move, you still have a few broken bones that need amending," she pushed him back down as he tried to sit up while asher growled in annoyance."I...I..don't know, I can't remember," He muttered shutting his eyes close to withstand the heart-throbbing pain of his bones amending. He slowly flutters his eyelids and gazed upon the distant countless stars, for a moment he felt numb to the pain, drawn and lost by the infinite space filled with countless stars."What do you

All stare was directed at asher, including Evelyn's whose heart shattered like broken glass, she knew he needed time to amend the cracks of his broken heart, her heart ached with sympathy and a great sense of weariness sweeps over her sucking her energy with it as her eyes misted over.She watched his every expression clouded with a mixture of pain and disappointment, her face contorted as she struggled not to cry, like a breeze pulling paper, she felt her feet pulled by grief as she walked toward asher."Don't," She felt a grab over her shoulder, she didn't have to turn back to know who it was, his voice had become familiar as the moonlight."What are you doing?, he's hurt, now's not the time to let petty jealousy cloud your judgment," She frowned at him, drenched in sorrow and sadness, why did it have to be Asher?, it was as though bad luck hovered above him like a hound, never letting go his prey until it is consumed whole."I'm not jealous eve," He sighed, how could he explain his

He descended down the stairs, each step echoing through the quiet place that led to a secret dungeon. He walked through the cells with stone walls and filthy flesh scattered across the floor, chains fixed to walls, flickering torchlight from torches in iron sconces revealing the bones, skulls, and heaps of clothing worn by his unfortunate victims until he stood before a steel bar and a black coffin.Taking the keys from his pocket, he unlocked the cage and moved toward the coffin. The beautiful man approached in heavy, deliberate steps, his smile a flash of black decay as he opened the coffin with little force where a young man, with pale white skin, seemingly asleep lay in his slumber."Dreymon," He called and in an instant, his eyes flew wide open and a look of shock flashed across his face seeing the figure before him."How did you get in here?," He asked the man he thought was the famous witch asher. Looking closer into his eyes which held nothing but emptiness and solitude, he qu