Ares From Through My Window Novels & Stories

I can’t help but chuckle at what I see. Rose’s POV Walking into the billion dollar kitchen – I still can not help but marvel at it’s absolute beauty. “Wow” I gasp as I lay eyes on the large kitchen window. The sky is a black pit of darkness – its tiny stars twinkle so lightly , that you may need to strain your eyes a bit to see them. I move towards the window slowly , I am truly mesmerized by this enchanting sight. I place my both hands on the window – and very childishly smush my face on the transparent glass. I can feel how hot my breath is as it heats up my face – the surround glass around my face becomes misty.

It’s impossible to decipher who it is, but deep down, I know I’m looking at my mate. Scrambling up, I throw a coat over my shoulders, shove some boots on my feet and lace them up as quickly as my numb fingers allow before I consider how I’m going to get down to him. Ark is outside my door… I could scale down the trellis below my window, but it’s high off the ground, caked with ice and laced with sharp brambles. But what choice do I have? Gritting my teeth, I flip the latch and slide the window up as silently as possible, wincing at the cool blast of icy winter air as it hits my face.

I asked him. “For someone who's been through this process before, I’m surprised that you haven’t understood what was happening” Ares answered, speaking in a riddle which only seemed to anger me. I couldn’t help but let out a growl before shifting and jumping out the window of my room. I didn’t care that I broke its glass as I headed out, nor did I care that glass now filled the garden’s ground or my bedroom floor.

Arina. I look around the room, looking for something, anything, that will help me get out of here. I see on the other side of the room a circular window. It's not big, but I figure I can get through it. - What are you doing? — Mr. Tastaren asks. Do not answer. I use some kind of box to climb up and reach the window, which I open and look out. There is only the sea, big and vast and scary, with waves shaking everywhere. I can't see anything but water. A lot of water.

Zefer nostrils flared in hissing anger as he clenches his eyes shut to keep the glass from piercing through. I push the wooden chair back and it screeches as I rise to my feet. The closed window yanks open and hauls in a gusting wind. My crows came flying in, cawing as they entered through the now opened window.One by one they landed on every furniture and anywhere they could.

I lie in my bed, hoping the sound of rain will eventually lure me to sleep but the sound of peddle hitting my window got me up in an instant and when i opened the window to see what it was There outside the rain was James holding a bunch of flower

ARIA AKA RED The sound of birds singing gradually awakens me from my slumber. As I pry open my eyelids, I observe the dust particles dancing in the beam of sunlight that fills my room. The exact same room which is not mine. Similar to this bed, these clothes, and the four walls that enclose me. Fortunately, there are two glass doors that open to a terrace that overlooks a stunning rose garden. My heart drops into the pit of my stomach when I remember why I'm here and who I'm herewith. I lift my hand, touching the gold chain around my neck feeding off the subtle strength it provides me with when I desperately need it.

Amara I hate my life! I think as I watch my mother step out of the room. Once she’s gone. I throw myself on the bed and close my eyes. God, I can’t wait until I graduate. Tears form in my eyes, which I refuse to let fall. It’s only when I hear the sound of tapping on my window that I snap out of my self-pity. Frowning, I raise my head and glance at the window. I blink with disbelief as soon as I see who’s standing on the other side of my window. It’s Kell Cross.

*Poppy* I sat on the edge of my bed, staring out the window at the sprawling landscape beyond the mansion's walls. The sun was slowly sinking behind the distant mountains, painting the sky in hues of orange and purple. It was beautiful and captivating, but I found no solace in the view. My mind was a tangled mess of worry and frustration, and the weight of uncertainty pressed heavily on my chest.

Aria POV My eyes were swollen due to crying, but I was done with that. I wasn’t just going to sit here and let him decide my fate, I have to find a way to escape. It’s a good thing he didn’t tie my hands. The window was pretty small and protected with bars. I looked around and saw a chainsaw, I carried it, ignoring the weight it pulled on my hand. I have to hurry before he returns. I turned it on and cut out the bars around the window, cutting myself in the process. I tore a part of my dress and tied it around the wound.