She screamed one last time and took to her heels. The animal's eyes shifted from me to the woman running. It roared and lunged towards her, but I would die first before letting him get to her. I lunged towards the animal too, and we clashed in mid-air. Now, I do not know how far the girl had gone or
MILDRED I was feeling quite vulnerable and decided this was what I needed. Morpheus did not attempt to remove his hand from mine; instead, he held them tightly. I felt sparks shoot up from where our hands joined, into my bloodstream. My hand was beating, but it had nothing to do with our run. "W
I pulled her up and pulled her into a warm embrace. Her scent wrapped around me and warmed me. While I consoled her, I also basked in her warmth. She was fragile and so soft that I feared I would hurt her if I hugged her any tighter. She sobbed on my chest, her tears soaking my callous chest. "It'
MILDRED "Why?" I asked. "Why are you scared?" I saw him battle within himself. He avoided my eyes. I knew something was not right with him, but I would really appreciate it if he trusted me enough to open up fully to me. That would only build our trust in each other. Knowing my uncle, I kno
"What?" "Yes. She wanted to become the strongest mage alive and also rule the kingdom of my half-brother. I was so blinded by my anger and hunger for revenge that I put the woman I liked in trouble too. She was with a child at the time. Many people died; my mother included. She warned me to l
I wished she had not kissed me. Her lips, along with the warmth of her breath against my skin, awakened a new... fire. One that was not physical or had anything to do with the woods burning a few feet away from us. This one was further down and burned in my shorts. I felt the rush of our physical co
AUTHOR’S P.O.V. The King walked into his courtroom, and the people standing there bowed their heads. The queen trailed behind him, and they sat down on their thrones. A guard stepped forward and bowed before the king. "Your Majesty, a man is here to see you. He said he was a merchant o
"Do you fight?" he asked as he picked up another seashell. "My father taught me," I said. My father taught me some basic defence skills. Morpheus nodded and looked away. I knew something was on his mind. He could not even hide his discomfort. I smiled at him. "Are you afraid I will d