MICAHHave you ever just wanted to watch the world burn? Like you want the biggest surge of fire to descend out of nowhere and raze everything in its wake to ashes. Like you want to watch every living thing burn to death, screaming for help while the fire disintegrated them from the inside out, denting their flesh bit by bit until there was nothing left,Other than ashes.Like you want to watch a tsunami clear up everyone all in one sweep. Like you want to watch at the snap of a finger, the world is going void of every living thing. Like you just want to make them suffer and drink to the rhythm of their screams, the symphony…Was that borderline twisted?Yes.Do I want it to happen?I couldn't think of anything better other than making the world suffer for what has been done to me. No, I didn't wait to just let it go. I wanted to exact my revenge on anything and anyone. My anger was like a bottomless pit. An abyss. No matter how much I fed it. It never seemed to get filled up.But I k

JAXONMy fists were clenched tightly, my jaw locked as rage simmered through my veins, icing up the blood coursing through them and freezing me from the inside out. My insides were on fire at the same time, my body was freezing. I was feeling two things at the same time. The veins that ran from my neck to my head threatened to pop and my face was heavily flushed. I chewed on my bottom lip, nearly drawing blood from it. The stinging pain that shot through the soft flesh was enough to elicit a wince from me, but I couldn't even bring myself to make a sound. Trying to get myself to speak would just seem as though I wanted to poke an angry dragon. At the opening of its mouth, spitballs of fire would erupt everywhere.I was trying my best to stay calm, but the way my legs shook disagreed with my plans. I shifted in my seat for the umpteenth time, staring out through the window of the car. The air that filled the car was toxic and tainted with sulphur. I could taste it in my mouth…the acid

JAXON"There's a probability that you might not get it on the first try and that's okay, baby. Remember what I told you, learning how to shoot takes practice. It takes patience in abundance," My voice was soft, laced with comfort.I took a step forward. Another.And another.Until I closed in on her. I was only a few inches away from her and I could pick up on how tense her body had become. She dragged out a shaky breath. I reached for her shoulders, dropping my hands on them and massaging them softly. She moaned softly, easing into my touch like it was the elixir she had desperately needed to calm herself down.My hands travelled down her shoulders and I pressed my body to hers, eliciting a sharp breath from her. I worked my fingers from her shoulders, carefully brushing them past her breasts and stroking her protruding nipples in the process, causing her to wiggle in my arms, arching her back to meet my touch. My hands rested on her waist, squeezing it softly and I breathed on her

ASHLEYIvana's dream wedding has always been a fairytale wedding. This was the most anticipated wedding of the year. The highest-paid actor in the Hollywood industry and one of the top event planners in the country. You can imagine the number of dignitaries that were in attendance at the reception that was being held at the Floral Hall.Ivana was known for bringing her A-game to any work she did, but she went all out with the interior decor of her wedding. The hall was completely transformed. I haven't been able to keep my eyes off it since we left the church and headed to this place for the reception event. My mind wandered to the event at the church. A light giggle flowed breezily from my lips as I remembered how Vince couldn't control himself from breaking into tears while he watched Ivana walk down the aisle.He couldn't keep it to himself.The church program was beautiful and concise. It evoked emotions in me. Both the ones I knew I was capable of feeling and the ones I didn't kn

ASHLEYI sank my fingers into my wet hair, pushing it backwards and massaging my scalp to soothe the scalp with the remnants of the shampoo that hung in my hair. The warm water that drizzled from the shower cascaded my body, soothing my skin. My eyes fluttered open and I moved to the switch, turning it off. I stepped out of the shower cubicle, grabbing two towels. I wrapped one around my hair, wrapping the other loosely around my frame.I strutted out of the bathroom, shutting the door behind me. I trudged into the closet, drying my hair with the towel. I patted my body dry and plugged in my hair dryer, blow-drying my hair as quickly as I could. I fished out pink panties from the drawer, sliding it on, after which I pulled a pair of shorts from the rack, alongside one of Arden's shirts, which I have acquired as mine.I walked out of the closet, prancing to my dresser. I picked up my lotion and moisturised my skin with it, proceeding to put on my shorts and shirt. I snatched a hairband