REINA'S POVWho would have thought that I would be partnered up with a literal Greek god?“ Okay then Hot dawg, let’s get to work,” I say to him and see his eyes narrow at the nickname I just used on him.Like I care if he doesn’t like it, it’s his fault for being smoking hot, making it extremely difficult to dislike him for showing up out of nowhere and interfering with my workflow.“ We’ll be leaving now?”“ Of course, time is of the essence,” I say with a goofy smile with a finger raised up and once again I’m captivated by his looks as he licks his lips ever so lightly.His unique golden eyes look at me crossly seeing that my eyes followed the movement of his tongue running over his lips attentively.His chiseled structured face brings on a frown as he looks at me weirded out and I almost laugh in his face, amused that my sense of attraction towards him seems to annoy him. He sure would attract a lot of attention with his godly looks and it would be a priceless sight to se
JASMINE'S POV The last stroke through my hair with a brush makes it look wavy and smooth, giving me the perfect look I've been searching for, for the past thirty minutes. As usual, I feel the bubbling sensation of excitement in the pit of my stomach at the thought of seeing Noah and basking in the look of pride on his features when I cast a perfect spell. I miss him dearly with each second that passes. It’s been fifteen hours and twenty-six minutes since I last saw him, but who’s counting? Standing up from the vanity chair I make my way out of the room and into the corridor leading to the training room. Since my furtive attempt to run, due to constant and relentless training from Noah each day, I have become really good at practicing my witch powers which has in a sense made living in the mansion easier. Even with the warm and receptive welcome of everyone here, there's no denying that since I got tremendously better at witching and participated in several compound activities us
LIAM’S POVWho would have thought that journalism would be this strenuous, we’ve been walking around one street for about an hour and yet we haven’t gotten any tangible interview.Not to mention that it was the exact same thing when we came here two days ago.I regret why I suggested this in the first place when we would have easily gone to the authorities for the answers to these very direct questions that people seem to have a problem with.Everyone we approach says the same thing, either they don’t want to speak or they don’t have any opinion.Most just shy away from the camera, while some ignorant ones throw insults at us, saying we’ve come to disrupt their peace.It doesn’t help that the heat of the sun is merciless and we haven’t taken a break since we started, all thanks to my hardheaded partner.I groan when she turns to the next alley, walking in front of me speedily with hawk eyes, looking for who to interview next.I’ve watched her for the past hour and even while I
REINA’S POV “No! I said no!!” I scream into the phone completely furious and irritated. Why can’t people simply understand? I feel as though I would have to walk up to him and give him a piece of mind because his actions are becoming intolerable. How can he keep leaving milk out of my coffee? “I need a fucking milkshake as coffee Mathew – I swear to God if I stare into another black cup of disappointment, I’ll sue your café.” I’m currently in my office at the news agency and I tried getting engrossed in work but lacked my basic necessity to start my day. So for the hundredth time in the week, I find myself screaming at Mathew who always has to be the one to pick my call and repeatedly keeps pegging me to be a 'black-coffee-person'. Like who in hell likes coffee misery? I place my phone down after I make him repeat exactly what I just said and a sigh escapes my lips as I whisper a prayer to God that I don’t have to feel horrible when the coffee comes. Taking my mind off the c
THIRD PERSON’S POV“He found the Crisient,” the witch Hecate says, with a look of pure evil in her eyes and a enthralled smile on her face.“Yes witch, he instructed that we come to finalize the plans,” the three souls, messengers of the king of the underworld inform her. They stay seated with dark cloaks covering them whole, watching her with rapt attention.“I will begin the final plan immediately, but remind him that this path he’s treading on will not be an easy one. Getting the Crisient was the easiest part of this act of war,” she says, maintaining the smile on her face.“How can he activate the Crisient?” one of the three souls asks, with an intense look on his face, though his appearance becomes more transparent by the second.They had been here for a long time, they had to wait because Hecate put a magical field around the room, sealing herself inside as she performed a ritual that took about thirty minutes.They had no choice but to patiently stand outside as their t
JASMINE’S POV“I don’t think I can take any more of this,” I say to Emerald, as she braids my hair.It’s been a week since I and Noah’s last practice and since then, everything between us has taken a slower grind.I tried to convince myself for the first two days that he was still being reserved because he wanted confirmation of progress with my witch essence.So to convince him, I repeatedly did extraordinary things, some of which surprised me because I had no clue I was that capable.On one occasion, out of pure desperation to get him to see that I am not as puny as I once was, I ignited a flame and made sure it consumed everything around us leaving just both of us as the only exception from its wreckage.I controlled the fire in a manner that its flames didn’t feel uncomfortable around us, but rather warm and soothing.All he gave me was one of his breathtaking smiles that annoyingly still had an effect on me.“I believe he just wants you to work harder before pursuing anyt
NOAH’S POV“What is she doing here?” I ask sternly, once I see Jasmine walking majestically into the heart of the battle, looking as though she is blind-sighted to all the heads that keep rolling with each second.“I’m not sure Alpha, but I can sense that the vampires are on their way here,” Brian, a werewolf answers, clawing the heads off two dead souls simultaneously.“I instructed them to stay put until I gave an order, do you think she went against this?” I ask, but he doesn’t get the chance to answer when Jasmine walks up to us, clearing the lot of dead souls in her path, severing their heads from their bodies.“Ask me directly Noah,” she says fiercely with a glare which has me wondering where the tender look she had in her eyes moments ago when she saw me, went to.“Jasmine,” I say simply, not knowing how to begin an explanation while snapping the necks of three dead souls in a second.“Save it for now, but know that later, you will explain why you didn’t want me by your s
REINA’S POVHappiness begets pain, pain begets anger and anger begets mistakes, so I’m doing you a favor. Your unhappiness is your saving grace.My uncle’s words ring in my head as I lay my head on the desk trying to put together reasons why I should endure the heartache of being without Jasmine, who is my only family left.I try to convince myself that I’m not being delusional about the fact that she’s in danger and that there’s no way she’d up and leave me without any reason.I vehemently tell myself that she is trapped somewhere that’s why she hasn’t come back to check on me, even once, and not because she simply doesn’t care enough to.Most of all, I desperately will myself to believe that the woman I’ve known and loved all my life didn’t believe that I would be fine with her disappearing on me without any pre-warning.But of course, it’s unlike her, that’s why I have to get to the root of this issue.Something must have happened to my best friend and I’ll not rest until I