"GETTING A LITTLE bit too audacious, hmm, Xaver?"His mother had asked the question calmly and her tone was as light as a feather's kiss but Xaver knew she was livid.He shrugged indifferently, "I'm not getting married to Crystal".Red lips curved in a small smile beneath the moon, she'd seen this coming, "If I didn't know better, I'd say your sister put you up to this foolishness. But... You've always had a mind of your own". Silence enveloped them again and Clara turned sultry eyes to the shimmering water in the pool as moonlight ran down her short white hair in long streaks of silver.The World harboured the notion that her strict abidance by the famous tradition of choosing your offspring's partner stemmed from greed but.... Though the amount in their bank accounts was a priority, it was better to be in a marriage built on the ability of spouses to be comfortable tha

XAVER LUCAS KIRKGARDE Snr. was terribly late to his welcome party. But in his defence,  he'd been in the dark about the whole welcome bash.His epic entrance into the mammoth hall was saluted with an exceedingly loud round of applause and congenial sounds of excitement, his deep sexy laughter expressing his surprise at the unexpected audience.Lucas Kirkgarde was an incredibly attractive man, posessing a certain type of etheral beauty that towered over the physical and bordered on the spiritual. With the soft curvature of full eyebrows denoting perfection, the blue eyes dwelling beneath the arch twinkled under the chandeliers. His meticulously chiseled cheekbones and cuttingly sharp jawline surrounded a straight nose and a devilishly delectable mouth that made you fantasize of a thousand and one beastly, ungodly things he could do to you.Sreya couldn't help thinking that Lucas could easily pass for Xaver with that je

SREYA FELT LIKE she was in Gehenna. It was a travailing sensation... Like a new inhabitant of a certain type of Gehenna where the hungry flames exclusively licked and clawed at your heart, not your flesh.Currently, she was seating—very still—on the couch in Luna's newly rented apartment. After the divorce, Kyle, Luna's ex-husband, sold the house and moved to Kruz with his dearest Gwendolyn to live happily ever after and Luna relocated to—in her own words, the most beautiful place in all Casterston—Greenwood.The thoughts of microscopic miniscule cameras lodged in every nook and cranny in her house had Sreya utterly despondent and immensely reluctant to return to the walls that no longer bore her solace nor ensured her privacy. Instead, she'd driven to the place closest to the house she'd unwillingly egressed.God knows she'd wanted to run after Xaver the minute he'd walke

 Years ago in Tales^°^ Gideon Farrow drove at an acceptable speed. Singing jocosely to Willow Winthrop's Caveman as he got closer and closer to his wife and three children with every deep hum and lyric. When God's golden disk arose at dawn and smiled down at Habbados—Gideon's hometown—every Saturday, Farrow leaves for Tales with robust, plump red tomatoes in large manually woven straw baskets lodged at the back of his truck. On this day of the week, he'd leave the running of the Farm to his able wife, Martha.  "Oh Caveman, oh, cavemann, will you teach me to hunt?" Gideon sang as he tapped out a matching rhythm on his steering with his fingers. The successful sale of his farm produ

Golden beams of sunlight streaming in through the open windows perched on Xaver's skin like glitter, creating a halo effect around him. His naked chest arose and descended with each sleeping breath and his pitch-black hair as dark as night bore a disheveled look.Chocolate brown eyes studied eyelids that now hid beautiful cyan eyes from view and skimmed across full eyebrows in admiration. Submitting to temptation, Sreya traced the outline of Xaver's jaw and the underpart of his lower lip. A small frown touched his forehead but his eyes didn't open. Pulling her finger away from his warm skin, she studied him more for a silent moment before leaning down to press a soft lingering kiss to his mouth. This action prompted the flickering of heavy eyelids before there was an abrupt exposure of drowsy cyan eyes that now squnited at her face.