ArawnMy mother worked the streets as well.But she was nothing like Nerthus.She lacked everything and most of all, strength.As my father got to know I existed he compensated my mother well. Well, enough to have us living regally. She didn’t provide any differently for me though. She just stopped selling herself but kept on spending all her money on her drugs and every waking minute popping pills.According to her, it was already the biggest mercy that she had come to take me out of that orphanage.She was convinced I should venerate her like her Goddess for it. At first, I was confused, but slowly I began to understand that it wasn’t that loving gesture as what she sold it to me.Without me, she wouldn’t have gotten any money.My father didn’t know that she hated me just because I was looking a lot like him.In front of him, she played the worried mom. An
ArawnI walk into the police station with a strange feeling.Two of my men are walking in with me and this surely doesn’t help from getting weird looks thrown at us.I clear my throat as I stop in front of what seems to be a reception desk run by uniformed rookies. “I’d like to talk to Detective Ramirez.”The young man looks at me wide-eyed as he looks down at his computer. “Sure, Sir. Do you have an appointment? Is he expecting you?”I just stare at him. “No.”He gets visibly uncomfortable and eyes up at the men standing behind me. “Okay, Sir. Let me call him real quick. Please, take your seat.”“Thank you.” I step away from his desk, and we sit down on a few chairs fixated on the wall to wait for the detective.While we wait, I wonder how Nerthus must have been feeling waiting for someone to help her out as she was looking for her friend.As a man dressed in a worn-out suit turns around the corner, I get up on my feet. My men following me swiftly. “Hi, I’m Detective Ramirez. How can
My lovelies Please accept my apologies for not updating for so long. I'm currently in my exam prep, and my thesis is due by the 27th of May. After that, I will have a bit more air to breathe and also write. By the end of June, I will finally be over with all my exams and I will hopefully get my Law School Degree :D That means: From July on you will get a lot of updates. I have my book about Nerthus and Arawn fully outlined now, and I hope you will enjoy all the exciting things I have prepared for you. I thank you with all my heart for bearing with me and for all your patience and support
ArawnMy men had spent quite a good amount of time, looking into the murder cases. But even after asking the underbosses and interrogating the people who could have witnessed something in the respective districts, they came back with nothing.Which bothered me because this has never happened.And even if I normally wouldn’t care much about the matter, and New York was surely not Disney Land, I couldn’t let it go.Not if it was so close that it seemed to come for Nerthus.After I got the profile made by the profilers, I already thought that Derek wouldn’t quite match the picture. He was a sunny boy, always known to enjoy partying with women. He didn’t seem the type who wanted to cancel and humiliate them.But I couldn’t ignore what Vito had said, so I stuck with it.Until we found him in a rehab clinic, still trying to cope with his injuries.Well, damn it. My boots hit the wooden tiles of the pedestrian overpass, generating a hollow sound as I reach the hut to meet Mattia. He is alre
Arawn Clearing my throat, I finally get their attention back on me. Nerthus lays a hand on her hat as she turns towards me. “I know him.”She laughs as I squint my eyes at her. “I gathered that.”“Oh, you old grumpy man,” she laughs, stepping back towards me. “He is the one I had to talk to you about. The one who helped me out.”My eyes widen as I look back up at Mattia who is now wearing his usually happy demeanor. “Nerthus is your tea?”“Why does everyone keep calling me your tea?” Nerthus asks under her breath, making me chuckle.“You helped her move districts?” I ask back at him, and he nods.Nerthus inhales sharply as she turns back around, grabbing my arm in the process. “He also saved me the time we met, actually.”“Oh, no. It was nothing. Don’t tell him that,” Mattia groans, but Nerthus shakes her head.“There was a guy with a knife. The fucker had surely taken the thing with him from his mother’s kitchen. I mean it was a huge butcher thingy.” She starts enthusiastically whil
Arawn She beams at me, nodding. “Of course.”“Danny is my half-brother,” I say lowly, and she gasps.“I beg your pardon?” She looks around as her voice got a little bit high-pitched. "Wasn't he your father's right hand's son?"Pushing my plate from me, I take another sip of my drink. “Yeah. I took a DNA test a few years ago. As my father and his right hand died, Annie made a strange statement. At first, I didn’t give it much thought, but after sticking with me for a few days, it started eating my brain up. So, I took him for another ice cream. I nearly felt guilty as he was so happy, but I just needed to get a sample from him.”“Oh, my God. He will lose his mind if you tell him,” she says, making me smile sadly.Scratching my chin, I click my tongue. “I thought about it. But then decided against it. His father is his idol. Losing that idea of being his son surely will have him falling apart. And he is already unstable as it is. I know that I will have to tell him, but I have to wait
I was 15 when I first sold myself. Setting it up through a cousin of mine, I got quite good money for my virginity. And while the other girls were telling their awkward stories or crying over their heartbreak, I soon discovered that mine was quite the best way to go. Boys were idiots anyway. Pretty little puppies that were ready to pay to not be left alone. At the age of 17, I moved out and went to live in the city. My cousin knew a guy who owned a house where people like me could stay. Nobody asks questions, everybody minds their own business. I shared a room with a woman named Hoang Lan. She came from Vietnam. She had been sold out far younger than me, as her parents were poor and needed the money. A girl is just a burden in a world made for boys. The difference between Lan and me was that while I paid a provision to my cousin and was allowed to keep a bit of money for myself, she never saw a dime. Her pimp paid for what she needed, and the rest was sent directly to her parents. S
Nerthus “She was everything I had.” I roll my eyes internally as I comfort the man crying next to me. “Oh, poor Max. I’m sure Yuppie will look down on you and is always with you.” Yes, he just lost his cat a few days ago. As I got off the streets, I was surprised how many men just booked me to talk or go out without even touching me. Society can be really hard on men without an appropriate companion. Don’t get me wrong, I’m thankful for any easily earned money. And I don’t enjoy a man’s touch particularly. But I’m not good with people. I’m better in bed. So, having people wanting to act as a babysitter or a shrink weighs on me. I prefer being fucked from the moment I get in, to the moment I get out. If there is no talking, it is even better. “Maybe there is something I can do, to make you feel better, Max?” I purr, moving my hand over his leg and he lifts his head out of his hands and stares at me incredulously. “You can’t bring her back, can you?!” He shouts before starting