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My sincerest and deepest gratitude goes out to the people reading this book. We are now past the halfway mark, as this story will consist of 86 chapters. I will not update this book again until the 20th of April. I will be focusing on my Werewolf story, The Alpha's Destiny at that time. As a writer, I don't force myself to write and I appreciate the readers on this app and their genuine understanding when I say I am busy and I cannot update a book. My fingers and brain are itching me to continue that particular book and I go with the flow of things so I can give you guys the best I have to give. So again, I thank you all for your loving support and kind words, and I ask you guys if you can't leave a gem just please leave a review, it helps an author in knowing what their readers think. Remember to walk with God. ❤️FIONA.
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COLOURS OF THE DEVIL 46: HAPPY FAMILY
ACE'S POVAUGUST 1ST, 2009I glared at the body lethargically sprawled on the sofa. She was asleep and drooling like a Bernese Mountain Dog; one that had rabies. I sulked, unable to locate the same admiration Pops held for Mom when she carried me in her womb.I recalled Pops telling me how beautiful Mom was while I grew inside her. How majestic her dark tresses were, how radiant her smile had been, how fascinated he was by her hormonal fluctuations, and how he couldn't keep his hands off her. He informed me that his sexual desires hit the Milky Way every time he saw her.But staring at the heavily pregnant Vanessa, I didn't notice an ounce of spark. All I could picture was Shrek with long hair and acne. A sound of an inflating balloon snapped me from my trance. “What was that?” I questioned myself, glancing around the area, seeking to pinpoint where the noise came from. And then, my nose cracked the mystery when the smell of rotten eggs penetrated my nostrils, and my eyes watered from
COLOURS OF THE DEVIL 47: FREAKSTORM
PEBBLES' POVWhite-hot lightning flashed through the blackening sky, followed by the smashing sound of thunder. The pitter-pattering of the rain was like drumbeats on the roof of the car. I couldn't see the road outside as curtains of water covered the windows. “It's getting terrible outside,” the chauffeur mumbled shakily, and then the car halted. “We're here,” he announced.” Let me take you to the door,” he grabbed his umbrella.My eyes darted to his feet. I noticed earlier that he had a wooden leg. I couldn't trouble him. He still had to drive back to his workplace and then his home.“Thanks, but I'm only seconds from the front door. Now you be careful out there.”“I will. I saw an inn two minutes down the road. I will rest there until this storm pasts.”I fished my keys from my purse, and I bolted for the door. Torrential rain poured down in icy sheets like needles pricking my face. I hastily opened the door and jumped inside. My fingers trembled and my body shivered. I hugged my
COLOURS OF THE DEVIL 48: FINISH WHAT I STARTED
ACE'S POVA circus of thoughts was swirling through my mind while I ran like an insane person who was working to escape from the sanatorium. The stink of antiseptic mixed with sweat and bleach stained the air as I scurried to get to Vanessa. ROOM 212. I stood clutching my chest while squeezing my eyes shut, struggling to calm my breathing. I was nervous — fuck that — I was terrified. Grandma told me over the phone that Vanessa lost a lot of blood, she sounded disturbed.“If anything happens to my baby or Vanessa, I will never forgive myself."I wiped my sweaty palms on my trousers and with nervous hands; I twisted the doorknob and nudged the door open. It creaked, causing three sets of eyes to focus my way.Vanessa was there, perching on the double mattress; her back being cushioned into a sitting position by three pillows, and Grandma was holding her hand for comfort. I barely noticed the person sporting a white coat and holding the clipboard. “Vanessa —” But before I could ask her
COLOURS OF THE DEVIL 49: SERIAL KILLER
THIS CHAPTER CONTAINS A VIVID SCENE OF VIOLENCE THAT MAY BE TRIGGERING FOR SOME. READ AT YOUR OWN RISK!There was no doubt about it. The God of lightning and thunder was furious as he cast down on the earth glorious streaks of lightning brightening the night's sky; it was like a brilliant camera flash as it struck repeatedly. The thunder rolled across the midnight sky; it was as if it demanded to crack the world in two. Thor was angry with the earth because of people like Harrison.Like a raging Banshee, the wind screamed and howled, reverberating around the green landscape, eerily echoing as Ace desperately manoeuvred through the ruthless raindrops that were relentlessly plummeting from the heavens, it was like there were scores of Japanese aircraft flying above the vehicle dropping kamikaze bombs down on the ground, and they splattered against the roof of the car like stones against a zinc surface.Ace gripped the steering wheel tight. He squinted his eyes, trying to see through the
COLOURS OF THE DEVIL 50: DR. BAILEY
ACE'S POVAn hour after I obliterated Harrison, the police and the paramedics showed up. Their excuses were the storm cut down many trees and power poles that blocked their way to our neighbourhood. “Ace, I don't feel so good," Pebbles complained. The rain had stopped, and a female paramedic took her into the back of the ambulance and gave her a quick inspection. “You're burning up. Are you in pain?" She asked Pebbles.“I have a sharp twinge in my lower abdomen.”The paramedic placed Pebbles to lie on the bed inside the ambulance. She examined her tummy. Pebbles motioned for me to stay by her side. I sat in the back with her and held her hand. “When was your last period?” She asked Pebbles.“Ahh, maybe 2 months ago," she replied.“I see. Are you guys using protection?” She inquired, this time eyeing me.“She's a virgin," I answered for Pebbles. The woman gaped at me like I had five heads. Probably thinking a guy like me would live between his girlfriend's thighs. Believe me, there
COLOURS OF THE DEVIL 51: SPONGEBATH
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COLOURS OF THE DEVIL 52: JESUS CHRIST! PEBBLES
PEBBLES' POVI had been thinking about this for a while now, but I'd always been shy. But after the way Ace touched me while I was on my period, nothing was off-limits with him now. I wished to please him in every way he desires. He could do whatever he wanted with my body when the time was right.But right now, I am wanting to taste him.I moved him slowly with one hand so that his back was up against the sink. I jerked on the waist of his pants, and his eyes widened as he lifted an eyebrow at me. He wasn't sure what I was up to. “Take your shirt off,” I commanded. He tugged on the bottom of his black t-shirt and slid it over his head. My eyes went to work on his muscles. They were bigger; more defined than the first day I saw him. I took his right nipple in my mouth and gently massaged it with my tongue. He grabbed a handful of my hair as he grunted with desire. I sucked his other nipple in my mouth, but this time I seized it between my teeth and ran the tip of my tongue over the p
COLOURS OF THE DEVIL 53: COOKIE
COOKIE'S POVI was so concerned about Pebbles. She hadn't been receiving our calls for the past few weeks. But we knew she had been struggling to grapple with the horror of the incident with Harrison. She had been through so much, I just hoped she would be OK.I should have known that it was Mobley doing the killings, especially after I saw the news broadcasts a few months back. The details were gnawing at me. When the anchor lady informed the viewers that a slew of black girls had been slaughtered during sex, I should have known it was Mobley. I got thrown off when the news reports said that a few were consensual sex. But most of the victims showed signs of struggle, which meant that they were raped before they were strangled. They all were around 5'2 and had the same complexion as Pebbles, even their hair and eye colour were just like Pebbles'. I remembered finding it very eerie.“Why the fuck are you staring into space?” Sinister howled at me, disturbing me from my thoughts. He had
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