*** Iris POV ***The only thing I cannot handle is the cruelty of love.He killed and replaced me with my best friend. I couldn't explain the feeling because it was as if a dagger was pierced into my heart and I found it so hard to pull it out. And now? I am back to the past in a modern way. The moon goddess made a huge difference for me.I now live in a very big house with my parents in the modern world even where cellphones are available. Before I died, my parents weren't alive. They were dead and the cause was unknown. I tried finding out then the reason but I couldn't. It was hard for me.I could be described as a kind, naive girl then. I was too nice to everybody and they all took it for granted. But now, I am back to make them all pay. Those who have hurt me, those who have made me cry, those who thought I couldn't make it in life, those who made fun of me, those who have betrayed me.They are all going to pay. The moon goddess has given me the power to correct all wrongs. To ma
Iris POVDarkness loomed around me as I wallowed in pain.Soon, the light came and I was healed. I was healed of all deformities in my body. I looked around again and the place was as white as snow and as beautiful as the garden of roses. It was all calm and at the entrance, it felt like there was another life down there. I looked down at my clothes and it was all different.I was cladded in an all-white gown. It was so white and I wasn't wearing any shoes either. I was barefooted. Stepping on the floor alone felt like heaven. Just as white as cotton. So fluffy.Just then I heard a voice.A very loud one, saying:"Come in."I looked around and the voice never stopped.I went slowly into the door and brightness shone around me. The loud voices like people singing jolted me out of my thoughts. Where was I? And why are people singing? Am I in heaven? Am I? I continued walking in deeper and deeper till I saw there girls at the front of another entrance. They were dressed in all white and
Iris POVRule number one, don't let your enemies know your next move.Confuse them, get closer to them, and ruin them.Rule number two, don't act like you know their secrets, smile with them, make them feel comfortable, and kill them with the spirit in you."What?" She asked pretending as if she doesn't know what she is doing. She splashed water on my face and dated my boyfriend behind my back. Like who the fuck does that? How can she act like she doesn't know?"Don't let her know anything. Pretend as if you are still good friends.." I heard in my head. I looked around to see who talked but I found no one.As I was about to talk, another voice came into my head."Shh...you are not about to expose our secret. She can't know you know. Our life will be in danger."Our life?Who the hell is talking? And why am I hearing the voice in my head?"Get her out of here and I will introduce myself to you." I heard again. I sighed. Fine!I turned to her.What does she want anyway?"What are you do
When you go left and there is no way, you turn right and when you turn right, and there is still no way, you go back.But I can't give up. I need to understand all of these processes. Everything seems so new to me and I find it hard to understand. I don't even know I own a cell phone. I mean then, we cannot even afford the small one not to talk of this big one in my hand."My love," Desmond called.Who is he calling his love?I folded my arms but then I remembered that I have to still act normal. I need to act normal to make everything look normal. I was thankful that I was given a second chance to make everything right.Just then he stretched forth his hand to touch me and I shifted back.His face fell."What?""Nothing," I said, pulling a normal face."Then why are you running away from my touch?" He narrowed."Don't I have the right to? I don't just feel like it." I muttered and the middle-aged man who brought me to school approached me. He handed me a cell phone."Ma'am. You have
Me.He wants me.I gazed at his reflection in the mirror. He was standing with his hands in his pocket. I don't know but I am interested in those tattooed arms. I want him to trail those hands and explore my body. My stomach felt those butterflies again.I suddenly felt something dripping in my panties and I clenched my thighs. What the fuck? I am wet. Why do I get wet merely looking at his body?His hair was deep black.He dressed in this bad-boy style that was enough to drive girls insane. His tie hanging loosely on his neck his white shirt not tucked in. Gosh!!I salivated and I saw his eyes raking down my body. His eyes landed on my chest and I began to wonder what he was staring at. Suddenly, the moans grew louder and I felt embarrassed in this kind of situation. The tension between us grew."Ohh...fuck me. Fuck this pussy." The voice said loudly and that was it.I couldn't take it anymore. Not anymore. I grabbed my bag and turned to leave but then he gripped my wrist and turned
A rumour is a statement or claim that spreads from mouth to mouth. Sometimes, it is false, and another time, it turns out to be true. To be the most real thing.I scoffed at his messagesDrake Hemsford was known to be an addict to drugs.Yeah.I know it sounds surprising but I don't know how true it was. So many dark secrets around him and for now, I am not ready to know them. I am not ready to be part of his life but why did I even tell the moon goddess to create the mate bond between us? Why? Why do I have to do that?Why?I nodded my head negatively and went straight to the foyer. I didn't see my mother or father around. Just then a lady walked up to me. She was dressed in a uniform."Ma'am.""I have prepared your lunch."I smiled. "Oh, thank you," I muttered.I looked around. "Where is my mother?" I asked."She went to the office and she will be back later by eight in the night."I pulled a nervous smile. What? Office? Then, my mom doesn't even have a shop or a job. Once again, I
*After dinner, they both went to bed and I went up to my room to dress up. I looked out for a light purple velvet crop top and black, baggy trousers to make my butt comfortable. I don't want guys coming for me. I don't like my hair down. I like it up in a ponytail. I styled the ponytail and cleaned my face. I noticed I have a makeup kit. Woah! I remember Halley had one of these but this even looks more classy and beautiful than hers then. I applied the concealer and mascara. I did my little makeup and I was fine with it. I selected a black designer back to match it. No one can walk all over me like I am nothing. I need to prove myself. I need to make them all pay for what they have done to me. That's it. I will look classy and expensive as long as there is money. The moon goddess had done me a favour and so, I need to make use of it. Humble, fierce, stylish, Savage, truthful, and fashionable would be those words that would describe me from now on. I will act normal. I brought
Ana refused and ran out."Don't run after her. Leave her alone." I said."Oh, you." She acknowledged and sniffed gently. She raised her eyebrows and frowned at me. I know what she is about to say. About to scold me for smoking again."You did it again!" She said.I got up. "Come back here. You know I don't like you to get in trouble again. Sit down!" She frowned."No, I am not.""You are going to listen to me now. What else do you want me to do? We are just three and Ana? Do you want her to start what you are doing too? Remember this Drake, if you get into trouble I am not going to bail you out of jail. We already have enough money to build up our lives. Dad and Mom put me in care for the two of you. They won't be happy seeing us like this." She said with tears rolling out of her eyes.Okay, this is getting emotional. I can't just allow her to cry because of me. I have been trying to stop my addiction but I can't just stop it. Whoever killed my parents and my little brother, Timothy.