“Good day, dad,” Terry greeted as soon as he entered his dad's office.Tyson did not look up from the bunch of files in front of him in response to his greeting. Terry worked for that into the room and stopped a few inches in front of his father's desk. “Good day, dad,” Terry repeated, a little more loudly than the first.“And what is good about the day?” Tyson finally answered, still not raising his head, the only thing he raised was his spectacles further up the bridge of his nose. “I'm sorry for not showing up the other day, I got caught up with another business,” he tried to apologize. Tyson was tired of his son's frequent childishness, or rather his lack of interest in their work. “Excuses excuses excuses! That's all you know how to do! you already had a story cooked up as an explanation, right?” His father fumed and slammed his palm so hard over his desk that anyone in the room would have felt the vibration it caused.“I'm sorry that I'll try to do better next time,” they reb

Ellie struggled in fear as some sketchy men dragged her into a black van from her boutique. She fought the heavily bodied men with all her strength only to be suppressed and carried away into the sketchy part of town and into an abandoned warehouse.The insides of the warehouse were dark and dusty with rusted and old factory materials stored haphazardly within the poorly maintained building which had leakages almost at every turn.Its smell was pretty much toxic from the smoking of the thugs camped in the abandoned space alongside the unkept state it'd been left in.Ellie was tied on a wooden chair, her hands were behind her back in restraint and each of her feet was tied up with the legs of the chair. She looked up in horror, her hair matted on her face as a result of her tears mixed with sweat from the amount of struggle she'd previously engaged in."Let me go!" She screeched with a crazy look, struggling furiously with the restraints which had been so expertly tied by the thugs bef

Birds chirped high above the forest. The branches of trees slapped themselves in a challenge of who would be the best at standing tall when the end wind was over playing with them. Rabbits, squirrels, and other wildlife crawled all around the forest. The howling of the air also celebrated the joyousness of the people celebrating in the surroundings. The full moon basked in all its glory, radiating light all around the people who were celebrating in the heart of the forest.The forest was home to the rural dwellers of the other side. After the hunting session was at hand again, the entire pack would make merry and enjoy the rest of the night off. The prey they got from their hunting were prepared and the pack would have a great feast to celebrate the blood moon ceremony.It was a tradition the pack had inherited from their leader, which they had separated from due to an unavoidable clash. Madon, the leader of the pack, had wanted to stop the tradition after the separation but he had s

“Pregnant?” Damien and Camille both chorused in unison, smiles perking up at the corner of their lips. It was the least expected news, but it was the best one Damien heard in a while. He had always imagined I would be like an expecting father since his first marriage. But had practically forgotten about that when his first wife died. Or maybe the trauma of his first loss caused them to bury his dream alongside his once favourite memories. Now he felt warmth in his heart, like that of someone who had been brought back to life. He was grateful nothing more terrible happened to Aria. What would have happened if he did not pass by that road? It was too terrible to think of.“Yes,” the doctor affirmed.“Thankfully she's out of harm's way, but would need to show up at the hospital for a proper check-up,” the doctor added, packing up his things back in the box. “Why's she not waking up then?” Damien asked, still a little worried about her condition.“She will be in a few hours, you need n

Ellie stared at the ceiling for a few seconds as soon as she blinked awake. The last thing she remembered was getting carried by someone. She sat up slowly on the bed and scratched the back of her neck, further sighing. “Who's house is this?” She asked no one in particular and glanced around the room with her eyes traveling to and fro. Ellie I also remembered hearing voices in her sleep, voices which belonged to the owners of the house she supposed. She let out a loud yawn from our throats and stretched before standing up from the bed with another stretch. As if that made her remember she was pregnant, Ellie quickly placed her hands over her stomach, when she could still feel the bump, let out a sigh of relief. Ellie found it post it note by the side of the bed, which read,“Hi lovely, I'm stepping out for a couple of minutes or so, will probably be back before you are awake, but if you are already reading this, it means I stayed later than I expected, lol. Will be there soon, don'