บททั้งหมดของ From Frying Pan to Strange Fire : บทที่ 41 - บทที่ 45

Joan lifted her eyes to find the headless man standing right before her. The sight was too much for her. He was dressed in an attire she knew to be worn hundreds of years before she was born, his clothes tattered and worn out as if he had just stepped out of an ancient painting.He stretched his hand in silent demand for his head, his fingers were long and skeletal, trembling with impatience.Terrified was an understatement of how Joan felt. Her heart hammered in her chest, every beat a painful reminder of her confusion. She extended the head toward him, her hands shaking so violently she feared she might drop it.The head felt heavy and unnaturally warm against her palms. As she held it out, she felt a strange compulsion to look at it, as if drawn by an unseen force. Against her better judgment, she turned the head around and a gasp escaped her lips.It was alive. The bright green eyes were open, staring at her with an intensity that cut through her soul.Joan frowned. Those eyes… t

The noise from the drama downstairs caught the attention of other people in the house, including Williams, who returned to the house that morning with Roman and Trevor. He had already gone into one of the rooms to rest his head when he heard the disturbance, and he walked out to catch sight of Trevor and Daniel pushing themselves off the floor. Just one look at Cody, and the latter began to explain what had just happened. Roman, on the other hand, was about to step inside his room after speaking with Joan, when he heard the noise. Pausing his movement, he smelled the air and caught a familiar but unexpected scent, which made him frown when he realized who it belonged to. What was she doing there so early in the morning? Changing his mind, he headed out of his room and started toward the stairs with the intention of meeting her downstairs. However, she was faster than him as she showed up before he could completely descend the first floor.“If it isn't the one and only Roman Gavri

Joan's expectation was disappointed when Roman started the car, and drove out of the house. She expected him to drive like a madman just like the night before, but he drove at a normal speed like a normal human would. A few times she threw him side glances, but forced herself not to make a comment, so that his invincible demons won't come whispering to his ears to start speeding like a lunatic. “Aren't you going to say something about my driving?” Roman asked with a smirk as if he had heard what was going on in her mind. “You are surprisingly better than I thought.” Joan responded, having bit back on the sarcastic comment which was about to escape her lips. She flashed him a small smile to back up her words.Although he was shocked she responded, a contented smile graced Roman's lips.They soon arrived at the house and Joan's brows knitted as she stepped out of the car. There was a police van out front and some policemen outside. Did something happen?She hurried into the house, ig