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His hatred for all was so intense that it should extinguish the very love from which it was conceived.
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~Selene
“Ready to Become a good wifey” The words drummed at my ears, the change of expression and the sharp, incomprehensible words he spoke passed right above my head. What does he have in his mind? Why can’t he act normal like any other human and let me live some moment of peace and calm.
“WHAT KIND OF PUNISHMENT?” I finally managed to utter some words and question the atrocities he has preserved for me in his mind. What is he thinking of? Is it something even worst than what he was going to do earlier? He had just killed me by mentioning about leaving me in dark. I fear dark. I fear it the most.
I was looking at him with eyes filled with terror and horror. The awful state I was in further intensified by his beastly smile which has just unnerved me to the core. The way he smiled. The evil smile, the sadistic ma
******People take him for a rigid, stern heart emotionless and arduous. Little did they know about the soft flesh beating vividly signalling life and encompassing a million of emotions within.Will he be able to keep this show of nothing affects me; I am not made for love; You better be afraid of me; or will he understand the simple yet intense emotions of love sparkling a new beginning in his life.Since deep down he knew for the first time he really cared for a girl; after all she genuinely affects him.*******~SeleneI was trying to recover from the trauma of whatever has happened downstairs, laying on my back, relaxing and chilling I was in a better state of mind. But suddenly finding his presence in my room was again giving me an anxiety attack. What does he want now? Can’t he let me at peace? What should I expect when the devil is knocking on the door?Finding him standing just in front of me made me gulp the ball of anx
****** The merciless don't have a heart, yet the innocent soul looks for the goodness in everything which surrounds them, cactus or rose in all alike. ****** ~Selene The bombarding noise of alarm ringing was continuously vibrating in my ears. Sailing my arms in the air, fluttering it around my fingers searched for the buzzing alarm clock which has put up an eclipse on my sweet, deep sleep. “Shut up” My brain yelled at the continuous noise. With eyes close and hands flying all around in search of the source of disastrous cacophony. My fingers felt the soft, damp flesh, being unable to understand the object I just felt quirky, my sense of touch was probably still asleep. In a zeal to understand the product at scrutiny I took the leverage of exploring more, moving my fingers at the still soft fleshy product feeling its curvy edges. My little adventurous fingers were soon alarmed as they felt the earlier stillness disappearing and the moist softness moved
Watching him simmer the bunch of memories was making my heart cry. The thought that he is a heartless man hovered around in my mind. He has no importance for memories, but I can't let him destroy all the memories which are close to my heart. Snatching back my diary from him I ran back downstairs, being agitated, unhappy and hopeless, without turning back to see his stern and shameless face keen to provide pain to others. It was an early morning day and I must go back to doing all the chores since from now onwards I am responsible for all the chores I can’t commit a mistake and invite any other punishment levied upon me. The silent dark villa was now beautifully lightening up with natural lights filling each and every space. Light has eroded all the existing evitable darkness. Starting with the mopping and cleaning, ensuring the cleanliness I was done with one work. After finishing it, taking support of sofa I leaned back stretching myself. I am quite tired, the work was not
“Mom had I knew it earlier that he is going to be married to Tristan the boy I loved since childhood, the billionaire, I would have never let her marry him. It is all because of you, they were here for me, if you wouldn’t have said a freaking lie that I am suffering from a cancer I would have married to him instead of that douchebag, I hate her for snatching my destiny. He might have been relaxing and enjoying a luxurious life living in that mansion living owning the world most handsome husband. It’s all because of you.” Mariah was frantic since the day she got to knew that her step sister who has been married forcefully is married to none other than Deven their childhood friend. He was the one Mariah had an eye upon. He always wanted to have him as his best friend but he would always be mad for Selene. That’s also a reason behind her hatred for her sister, since then she hated her for claiming all those things which were most dear to her heart. Had it be Deven or Dad's love
******* The irony of life is that here the good one suffers and the devil rejoices. ******* “Twinkle” A single name brought a roller roster ride of emotions and memories for him, this name meant the world for him. Since the day he left the town after the tragedy which had befallen on his family and mainly him he has shirked all the things, his happiness, his desire, his emotions and everything related to his past and older self became just like some trash for him. After all what he had seen, and has undergone after his mother death, he had no emotions left to spare for this brutal society, he became emotionless and rigid like a rock. Probably this is the reason he always remained stern as a tall tree and still as the sea which had the thousands of waves stored inside causing a havoc, but none of them visible or predictable on the shore. “Twinkle!” This is the name he crafted for her, he would call her Twinkle because of her love
****Alas, that love, so gentle in her view, should be so tyrannous and rough in proof.-Shakespeare****His hand curled in her twirly locks, the heat of intimacy evaporated between the two reaching the intruder, the third person witnessing the scene from behind the wall to the alley. The drops of turbulent emotions sat at the brim of her dull blue eyes, which seems to have seen the pain of generations in a single moment. Mariah's flush pink face cupped by his palm while the lips met eagerly, it felt they were long time companions. Such a intimacy, and acquaintance, this familiarity arrives after a long stretched period of friendships and what not. Am I in the wrong place, or am I stuck in a completely wrong world?Earlier the happiness and joy of unexpected goodness received and a hope that things will soon turn fine clouded my mind with false hope. Similar to fog in the woods on cold nights which looks fiery in the night but as streaks o
******The war of existence in this world is not any easy one , but the war to register your place in the world which belongs to you and still disguised from you is all together more difficult. ****** " Why were you talking with that boy? He is not good at character. " The boy in his fifteens, with round copper brim spectacles, a thin, bean pole boy, with flush pink cheeks which had turned unique shade of magenta at the boiling blood and anger. After all he was searching for her bestie in whole school and he ended up founding her in canteen with Glen. (The anger remains same, he is still possessive about his belongings, now even quite more possesive.) "How could you predict things, are you an Astrologer? . " Selene aka Twinkle giggled. The smile lively and auspicious. Patting him on his chest, making him shift a little. She giggled more, saying "Look I am stronger than you. Build some muscles. "Little Deven and his ske
******* The layers of disguise will soon be uncovered; when the dust is being removed the sparkle manifolds. ******* Eyes looked more lively, the weight of glasses is now being removed, she was never in need of wearing those big round glasses but for the sake to hide away her beauty from the whole world, she resorted to this awful choice. Her skin shined fresh and bright, as if it was breathing life and freedom after year's, the heavy layer of horrible make up was now wiped off clean. Taking out those rabbit teeths from her mouth she adored the figure standing in front of her in the mirror. The same girl she would occasionally see after removing the make up. She has spent so many years wearing this horrendous makeover, she made it a part of her life to an extent that she has started resonating with Selene. She took all of it for real and accepted all what the world called ugliness as if she is born with the same outer features which she has to fake.