Fly To My Room Novels & Stories

AIRO People are looking at me while I am walking in the hospital’s hallways. I’m going to the exit with my straight face but my tears are falling down from me. I’m trying to ignore them until my vision turns blurry and watery. I harassingly wiped them out and walked faster. Standing in the front of my girlfriend’s bed inside her rented room, I stared at the place for a moment. We only have small memories inside here but I find them all memorable. I can see her in every edge of the room, her beautiful smile and her laugh echoing in my head.

Freeda Adelaina Miller P.O.V When we got home Flynn immediately locked me in my room. "Just stay there, don't go out," he commanded and I could do nothing but obey even though I wanted to see what was going on outside. I sat on the bed while listening to the noises downstairs.

Just a few more mathematical changes and I should have this. It's after three when I finally make it to my room. I fly past her tower and it's quiet. I can't help wondering if she's settled in. This mating stuff is a lot of work and I guess I should have held off. Maybe I'll return her tomorrow... today. I shed my clothes, climb into bed, and gray mist washes over me as I enter oblivion. ***

The Room. Kaiden POV. The room was three-o-six, meaning it's on the third floor, all dragons love to be high up in the sky, but the higher floors are kept for the dominant ones, they need room to be able to shift and fly. My door was number six, mom unlocked it and walked us in, there was a bed with railing on the side, uniforms in the closet, an adjacent bathroom, a desk for me to study on. The room was colored in pastel colors, there were even stars on the ceiling, it was made for a little, I ran toward the window wanting to see the view, even as a submissive I still love the height, I loved looking at the moon late at night, but the window was locked.

my dad explained “ Can I be excused?” I asked my heart is pounding and I feel my hands getting sweaty. They just looked at me so instead of waiting for a response I got up and ran upstairs. I ran into one of the guests' rooms and slammed the door behind me. A mate? Luna? Yeah right. But I will be in his territory on my birthday and then it'll be hard to ignore him if being his mate is true I don’t want this! Opening the window in the room I jump out, letting out my wings and flying away. Okay call me afraid, tell me I’m running away from my problems. But I’m toxic to anyone who steps into my life.

And tomorrow, I'd go to the housing Dean and beg for a transfer. I'd tell her my roommate was a smoker, or a party animal—anything to get away from the monster in Room 13B. I pulled into the university lot, my heart heavy. The walk to the thirteenth floor felt like a walk to the gallows. I used my key, turning the lock as quietly as possible. I hoped he was asleep. I hoped the apartment was dark. It wasn't. The living room was bathed in the soft, blue glow of the television, but the sound was muted.

He emphasized. As much as I hated his words still I couldn't deny that they were true. Being locked in this room for my entire life has made me forget how to fly, I could feel my wings, I could spread them but not know how to fly. All these years I never saw anything else other than this four wall, except for those few days with Kaden and the memories I got are something I'd take with myself even after my death. I knew how to cry but I had forgotten to smile.

"I'll just go for a quick change of clothes and- " "This is perfect." She cut him short. "Why do I feel like you're searching for an excuse?" "Excuse? From this?" He stepped back, admiring the view. "Not a chance. Come with me if you want. We might not even return." He whispered. She chuckled, biting her lower lip in anticipation. She obliged and followed him back to his room. Ryan went into the closet, sighing in relief. He paused. Did he just refuse sex? And with Amanda Knowles? What was happening to him? He shuddered, walking past the rows of accessories. There were doors hidden here, so he could take a shortcut to any of the guestrooms if there were guests…

Butterflies swarm my belly as I sing the words. The way you look at me. Smack my ass. Dirty things. Control. Fuck. I grit my teeth, and force myself to reach across to grab my phone from the sink. I send a simple text. I do it. I make the leap. Within minutes, I hear footsteps coming up the stairs. The bare hardwood stairs. The steps cease outside the bathroom door in my room. The noise ceases. I shiver with anticipation and yank out the earbuds, throwing my MP3 player to the floor.

besides, I can just tell her I didn’t call her last night because I was too tired from our flight back from New York and I knocked the fuck out. I knocked on the door and rang the door bell but no one answered so I tried the door nob and thank the goddess it was open. I walked in and closed the front door behind me. I headed up the stairs to my nymphos room with a fat grin on my face. I cannot wait to ravish her beautiful body. “It’s all mine.” Even though I cannot hear Maddy in her room because I know she had it sound proofed years ago, “I know she’s home.”