Before she found herself giving in to that perplexing moment, Zaramanni took note of the obscurity in the man's eyes.
The dark eyes of the man with the light-toned skin wore intense sorrow and by that, she could tell that there were stories behind that look. Soon, those eyes clamped shut as he pulled her by the arm and intensified the kiss.
Zaramanni knew it was wrong.
He had called another woman's name before he put his intoxicating lips on hers but she could not stop him. Something inside her wanted it to continue.
She felt a jolt in her spine as he captured her lips ardently and sucked its flesh seductively and assuredly.
Zara could not tell him to stop.
As much as he wanted to kiss the woman he thought she was, she wanted him to continue.
It was weird but true.
Zaramanni seemed to feel some strange connection to the man.
So, her hands went around the thickness of his neck as he gen
Her long gown that wore bloodstains as spots layered on the ground, Zaramanni had no idea what to feel for the first few minutes. But, when she noticed the inquisitive look on the King’s face, she managed to get up so that she could do something about her life and perhaps, about her injury. Taking a quick look at her earlier molested hand led her brows to lift with perplexity. The uncomfortable bleeding had ceased. All that was left was a scar that showed that a knife had indeed pierced through her skin. More confused, Zara slightly tilted her head to catch a glimpse of the King’s injury. But, the tall, angry-looking man had his hands drawn into a ball of fists, his gaze drilling flames into her body. Wondering what was wrong with the man, Zaramanni's lips wore a little sneer but her mind was soon distracted as her eyes went on to observe the chaos she had created. Then, her mind finally asked the question it should have asked earlier. Did she really destroy the sacred place?
Her breath failing her, Zara put a sudden halt to her fast movements. Patting her chest as she clutched the cloth in that area, Zara watched with distress as the King advanced without looking back to see if she was really following him."Mr. King-"It was hard for her to speak at that moment, so, while breathing hard through her mouth, she decided to take a small rest. Just a few seconds to restore some strength wouldn't hurt, she thought.With a single movement, Zaramanni squatted and took her rest in that position. Looking up at the clear night through the branches of the trees that surrounded her, Zara let out a sigh. Her troubled mind wondered if running was all she would be doing for a long time.What use is running if there's no particular direction in mind?The man she was trusting to lead her out of danger was just taking a huge risk, and it was clear that the paths in Amarxona were strange to him."What kind
There were days when Zaramanni found herself dreaming about death. Such dreams scared her more than a horror movie would. On such dreadful nights, her heart would pick a race, her soul would feel detached from her body, and unconsciously, she always fought to feel attached to the physical realm. That was the same dilemma she was facing at that moment. She had felt death lurking around her in the form of a deadly yet unseen beast. And, to survive that situation, she closed her eyes and waited for the worst. But, if the worst was as peaceful as what she was feeling at that point, Zaramanni felt that she could open her eyes and finally know her fate. But, first, she tried to check her living state. Zaramanni felt one of her toes twitch inside the confinement of her shoes, then, her hands felt heavy and desperate to be moved. She was indeed alive. Zaramanni finally opened her eyes. A sharp draw of her breath ensued as dark, unforgiving eyes peered into her soul. Her feet made to
Zaramanni could hear something thumping.If it was her heart or that of the King's, she had no idea.All Zara knew was that the voice that came from the darkness ahead sounded like Ezeman’s and the last thing she wanted to happen at that moment was Ezeman dragging her back to Amarxona's palace.So, she attempted to run away.But, the tight space that had her standing so close to the man made her plan flop.The space was already barely enough for a person, so attempting to move just caused Zaramanni momentary pain.“Stay calm,” the king’s breath fanned hotly as he spoke with a low, coarse voice. “Don’t move.”Zara wasn’t willing to be stubborn and refuse to follow his instructions, so she nodded, swallowed hard, and rested her head against his chest to avoid getting hurt by the spikes the cave’s opening formed.As both of them had their sight glued onto the dark space ahead, th
Her light, careful footsteps led her to the bathroom where she hoped she would be able to get rid of the stench she just acquired.The girl sighed as she walked to the tainted mirrors on the walls.Her hands resting soullessly on the edge of the cream-coloured basin in front of her, she watched as tears reddened her eyes.At that point, she was so unsure of how strong she could continue to be.That day was supposed to be a good day for her. Her birthday was on that day.But, Gavin and his notorious friends ruined that day. The day that was meant to be peaceful.As she peeled off her wet top that showed the outline of her blue bra, Zaramanni pushed her hair to the side, her entire soul disgusted by the smell it emitted.Her mind was instantly plagued by thoughts of the amount of shampoo and conditioner she would use to get her hair back into great shape.
For a second, the night took a brief pause. The leaves on the trees seemed to cease their slow dancing, the breeze went into hiding. Even though the moon remained bright, its presence worsened the situation on the ground. There was no escaping the terrible thing that just happened. And, there was definitely no way to un-see the raging beast in front of her. Zaramanni, who managed to get up despite the feeble state of her feet, decided to do something as she felt the chilly breeze of the night rush through her roughly packed hair. Her full senses rushing back, her lips failing to find another bout of scream, Zaramanni could finally hear Alisha’s groans as well as the wolf’s angry snarling. With the side of her eyes wrinkled, Zara caught a glimpse of Alisha’s ripped arm which was twitching as much as blood rushed out of it. “Zara…” Alisha managed to call as it seemed that the animal was about to strike again and perhaps bite her to death. “Alish
Racing into the aesthetically pleasing room where the famed healing fountain of Amarxona was located, Ezeman found himself surprised at how functional he had been over the past few weeks. When his wandering gaze fell on the crystal-like flowing water that made the atmosphere of the arched room quite nice, Ezeman halted his steps. He searched for Lord Haggard in the large space and the fairy, as though answering his inner call, walked out of the wall, his palms bearing a floating huge ball of blue flames that had become useless since they lost track of the girl. "I take it that you were unable to find them," the elder's raspy voice spoke and Ezeman quickly lowered his knees onto the chilly ground, "seeing that your hands are empty." "We lost track of them. It seemed like they suddenly disappeared." "You shouldn't make excuses, Ezeman." The old man made loud noises while walking as he set the ball of flame into the depths of the fountain structu
After exactly three days and two nights that were filled with countless footsteps, random and annoying stops, and silence, they were finally a few steps closer to The Big Tear.When Alicia announced their proximity and mentioned that the approaching dawn will be blessed with the view of The Big Tear, Zaramanni was gladdened.And it seemed that excitement got to her head too much since she had been unable to sleep ever since they all decided to get some shut-eye.Sick of tossing and waiting for the embrace of slumber, Zaramanni sat up. Then, the side of her eye noticed the presence of King Darren who was resting beside his Luna.Gulping hard as though she was instantly faced with something that caused great fear, Zara quickly realized that she was slightly scared of… King Darren.Something within her worried that he would shift into a wolf again and worse… kill someone.After urging herself to remain calm, Zara