MORPHEUS’ STORY That is the end of Karim and Laika's story. I hope you all enjoyed it. I want to thank you all for your support. Your comments and likes kept me going, and I would not have finished this story if I had not thought of the people waiting for its end. Please, I will also wa
Five years later... MORPHEUS “I have not forgiven you and will not until I know Laika is fine.” “I am sorry; I cannot forgive or trust you anymore. Maybe I will come to forgive you someday, but that day is not today.” “You will never let me set eyes on you again. Any day I set eye
I had thought he would grow tired one day or realize that I was beyond redemption and leave me to rot away in misery, but he still came back. To me, he was a nuisance. He followed me to the cave where I stayed, waiting for the day death would finally visit me. The clothes were neatly folded by the
MILDRED Matilda and I exchanged clothes. I made her sit by the mirror while I put all the hairpins on her. It was a relief that we had almost the same body size, even though she was four years older than me. Matilda was beautiful, so it did not take me much time to get her makeup done. I to
MILDRED I woke up as the carriage galloped roughly and the horse neighed. I quickly threw the sack I had covered myself with and realized it was already dark. The stars spread across the sky, and the moon glimmered down on the earth. I sat up and looked around, but I did not recognize
MORPHEUS 'Mate,' my wolf howled again in my head. That was when her lilac scent wafted into my nostrils and toyed with my senses. I felt something I had never felt before. Her scent was intoxicating, and all I wanted to do was wrap myself around her. I took a few steps toward her
"The fair lady will not survive, even if she was meant to. The smell from this place would send her back to the other side." I eyed him. "How dare you?" I growled, my anger growing. "I will get to work now," Odin replied, and bent beside the lady, not wanting to provoke me. I p
MILDRED I grunted and squeezed my eyes tighter as my head throbbed. I robbed the area where the pain was coming from, and my fingers were smeared with a paste. Consciousness gradually returned, along with my memories. I was running away from the palace. Where was I? I could not even remember