"Hey....is he fine?" Maxwell asked, coming into the room. "Maxwell she said I was horrible! I'm a monster! I should've never have had them because if I didn't...none of this would've happened!" I yelled at him. "Baby it's alright....why don't we go there and apologize to her...." Amelia murmured, hugging him tightly. "Mom I can't see my own children at all! Not even the newborns!" I yelled. "You're going to talk to your daughter right now." Darin demanded. "I-I can't! I won't!" I yelled. "Yea, you will." Maxwell said.
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"Hey..." he started, opening the door slowly. "I'm just finishing some homework pops....almost done." She said. "Hey..." I murmured, beginning to walk inside the room. "Dad....please...can you not..?" She asked. "I-I'm sorry then....see ya...." I whispered in a soft voice.
"Oh no. No no no. You're staying here." Maxwell said, forcibly pushing me inside.
"Alright then...I'm sorry. I'm sorry I treated you terribly. Sorry I called you horrible...I'm...sorry." She said. "You don't need to be sorry...I should be sorry. I am horrible. I am a monster. I am...all those things you said to me." I said.
"But you're awesome!" She smiled.
"Why are you so modest like your dad....at least you didn't inherit his 'doggie brains' like your brother..." I chuckled. "What doggie brains?" He asked.
I grabbed a rubber ball and threw it downstairs.
"Fuck yes!" He yelped, scrambling downstairs. "Why'd you marry him anyways...?" Bianca asked.
"Because....your father has this look in his eyes that I couldn't get out of. His charm is intoxicating, and everything else about him is just....sexy." I chuckled lightly.
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"Honestly you two are the most cutest couple I've ever seen!" Maxwells' mother smiled brightly. I laughed.
(3rd person p.o.v)
Just like that...
Everything changed.
Just like that: something shook beneath the grounds of Grimore.
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A beast Darin and Amelia hid away for thousands of years.......
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You might be asking..."who is this beast they hid away..?"
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Their daughter.
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Ametri, Goddess of death.
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God of destruction.
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The bringer of hell.
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The forgotten one.
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Hanahaki Disease
PertualanganIt's better if you read the story rather than me explaining it, but...here's a teaser to it. Thorns are sharp Petals are soft I'm in between Nobody knows who I am... They call me hanahaki.... Because of my disease. I was born with it. My sister do...
