THE MOONLIGHT (full!!!! unedited*)

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Okay then, here it is. The full book, plus prologue and all the in between bits. Btw, it's not edited so I'm really sorry if there are some parts you just don't get. And remember, I WANT CRITISISM.

Anyway, needing comments here. Enjoy.

*Arafa

The

Moonlight

By Arafa C. H. Hamadi

PREFACE

What was that?

Oh my gosh! He's coming back. I could feel the hot blood warming my cold face as I heard his feet shuffling somewhere deep in the forest. I began praying inwardly and I momentarily stopped as my eyes lingered in the skies above, and my thoughts spun a quick prayer.

The restless, grey clouds had moved in. The moon, bright and shining and beyond beautiful, was there smiling at me. I wondered, who the hell was I praying to? There was the sun and then the moon and maybe stars. What else was up there besides the terrible rulers who enjoyed destroying lives of girls like me by bringing people like him for them to desperately fall in love with.

I mean, who could resist him. Actually, no. Who could resist them? All three of them walking to you, putting their warm arms friendlily, lovingly and brotherly across your shoulders. Who could resist charms that were beyond human capabilities? And damn, those glittering eyes. Who could resist that?

Who could resist the bright eyes, glittering and even if you know it's your death -you want it... you want him. I want him so badly. I want him, he says he wants me but who could say that he's truthful?

No one. He has no emotions.

My gaze fell to the gushing water from the high waterfall. The pool at its foot churned and made swishing sounds that seemed to be keeping calm. I stared at the white froth for a while, trying to catch my breath again.

No use. I was already hyperventilating again.

And even after I was warned by, it seemed, too many people expected, I still followed him so carelessly. I had walked out of that house, trusting completely that the beautiful boy wouldn't charm me. Yet he did and I was easily talked into coming out here tonight.

How masochistic can a person get?

I had my hands tied behind my back, my feet where in one of the smallest -and most painful -hoops created and I was sitting on wet grass. The jumper that smelled so sweet had been on my back but it slipped off and I was in no position to pick it up. The tree he had intended for me to lean back on was damp and the night was slowly getting colder and colder.

I mean, was this Range? Was this what I had so hopelessly fought with Venessa for just so I could leave the irrational household? Was this why I had packed so quickly, had headaches in the middle of the night about and refused to take the svelte, black Mercedes dad offered for a damn train for?

To end up here, in the clearing Cole had so wisely christened Faltering Secrets, held captive by the very person I had called my hero since I'd met him?

Nah. Life can't be this confusing.

PART ONE

FATE

And a voice did sound.

And though love might hold us captive in her hands

We still diminish the night sky lands

We still evoke the fear

We still draw the tear

And we still did cause the dole

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