Romans & histoires Figment

Ignoring all my inner thoughts I went to the canteen but as my luck goes. I had to collide with non other than her.... oh and I forgot to tell you. Her name is Amara. such a beautiful name. Oh shit not again with the pervert mind. I scolded my inner demons.and you know what...she can really fight. I didn't knew a girl to be so fierce and that too...towards me. I ignored her and left that place because I was in no mood to fight. I went to the library which is my second favorite place in this whole world... well first is a secret I'll tell you once the time is right. I took my favorite book "The love within". I flipped the pages as I munched over my food. But suddenly something caught my eye..

"The other memories were worse. They hit me like a freight train. I don't know why this one is any different." "Maybe it's because you fell asleep with me." Atlas shrugged, capturing me with his potent eyes. He was giving me his full undivided attention as he often did, and it was just as unnerving in memory as it was in person. "No matter what, I am your mate. My presence is meant to be relaxing for you." "Maybe." I reluctantly nodded. There was a hint of truth in his words, despite my reluctance to believe them. Atlas was the other half of my soul, created to fit and compliment me completely. If anyone could erase the horror these memories seemed to invoke, it was Atlas.

The countenance of the boy changed to a flirtatious one, almost feminine. "I'm here, daddy. Let me start serving you. Just relax and hold tight, okay? It's going to be a long ride towards heaven." The Artificial Intelligence System said to the ugly looking man while smiling sweetly at the same time. Madame Ais was the one in control of Maru's body and faculties. The Defense Mode uses multiple personalities to adapt to any kind of situation that the host may encounter. Maru was currently sleeping to get his well-deserved rest from the mental torture he experienced in the hands of the ugly looking man.

Cindy's POV I boarded the bus that was going to take me back home from my graduation which I had just attended all by myself. I know I should feel sad but I'm surprisingly not, because I know my mum would have loved to be there but she unfortunately couldn't make it since she had been busy preparing the house for the arrival of the Smith's which was fast approaching, I heard they were coming back in two day's time. Anyways I forgot to introduce myself. I'm Cindy Mensah, I'm eighteen and I live with my mum… if you could even call it that. What I meant is, my mum and I live together in the servant quarters of the Smith family.

Simon for a determinant reply. "Not really, she isn't mentally stable therefore finds it difficult to make judgments or understand her environment closely But I believe with you around and Dr. Stanley, she will get better but I warn you..... The chances of her walking again are very thin. Her bone was seriously affected. We'll hope in the physiotherapy and on God" Maureen sighed painfully needing to express her deepest sorrow before the old gullible man. "Oh dear heavens please take pity on my poor self and help me. So this requires a lot of money right?" She asked tightening her hold on her left palm.

“Well you better snap out of it, buddy, because soon more than just our mate will scent it. Better get to Grandmother Araminta soon, or you’ll be beating off every unmated wolf in Moon River.” “Not going to happen, figment,” I’ve kept trying to ignore my new imaginary friend, but he’s so damn annoyingly persistent. Humming an old nursery rhyme, I try to drown out his incessant teasing. It doesn’t work. “My name isn’t figment, it’s Hex. And the sooner you acknowledge and accept me as part of you, the easier this will be. How the hell are we going to shift to save ourselves if you're so damn stubborn.” He can’t be serious. “Even i

Fig started off, “First question, would you allow one to die to save the lives of ten?” The moment she posed the question, her staff glowed a blue hue and two very vivid images appeared on the front of two red doors in front of them, first one showed a man who was looking around like he was lost and the other showed five men and five women, all sharing the same confused body language. “Is this real or just in my head?” Rex asked, squinting at the images, trying to ascertain if they were actually real. “If it were just in your mind, what makes you think it still is not real?” Fig asked, dropping one of her long fingernails down the back of Rex’s hand, producing a thin cut in his skin.

I sat on the bed just smiling turning to look at Amelia, she was looking at me chewing her toy. "Alright don't look at me like that, I felt bad for the guy" I smile towards her she turns continuing to play with her toy, I stand walking towards the bedroom door as I hear the front door close and lock. Hey guys enjoying your stay so far? you're about to meet crazy Anthony's crazy mother, I don't actually know who was crazier by the end. I couldn't help but feel bad for the guy at that moment, I know I'm stupid shoot me! Now you probably already know where this is about to go, let's go check on Blake shall we?

Found them listed as NPC_CIVILIAN_TIER_2. Not real. Never real. Whitney saw it and something broke behind her eyes. "This is too much," Fabian said, standing abruptly. "You're telling me my nephew, the boy I spent weeks trying to save, might not even be real?" I checked Reginald's designation again. PLAYER_SECONDARY. Real. "He's real," I said. "He's a player. That's probably why you formed such a strong attachment, the game recognized the connection between two real people."

I didn't die, so I need to stop blubbering like a ninny and start paying attention to the most amazing thing to happen to me ever. "Greetings, Penny. My name is Reg'iantros Vel Veratu, but you may call me Reg," he said with a brilliantly white smile. She was relieved to see his shiny choppers didn't include razor-sharp points or extended canines. Fingers crossed, this means he didn't snatch me for dinner.