Rumeria the Prophecy Fairy stood up quickly, smiled at me and took a few steps backwards. I ran after her to hug her again, "Mommy, don't leave me. Please mom!" but she was already gone. I fell to my knees, feeling several emotions at once: despair, loneliness, anger, hatred and sadness. I dug my fingers into the fresh grass, the green grass accompanying my pain. The wind was blowing fiercely as hot salty tears rolled down my cheeks. I had never felt so lost before.
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"Their stay didn't last long. At least for the mother." I could feel Valtor's voice in my mind, deep and manipulative, coming from everywhere.
"Shut up, I don't want to hear any more!" Anger took over my body as the memories flashed before my eyes like a movie. I was sure that dark energy was sneaking through my veins and I was like a bomb ready to explode. My eyes flashed, I created a ball of intense dark energy between my hands. Flapping my wings, I flew higher and threw the ball of dark energy at him.
BOOK #3
He's like a storm-unpredictable and dangerous.
I knew he was a sick bastard when he smiled after I hit him the first time.
Annoying and obsessive, that's what he is.
I sensed it early on, but I didn't realize just how deep it ran until his obsession latched onto me.
Until I became the center of his world. Until he started flashing that smug, crooked smile my way.
But we can't... we're not supposed to be together.
We're polar opposites-existing in the same world, but never meant to collide.
Yet, he's ready to tear down everything for me.
But it's not that simple. My brothers are monsters. They'll kill him.
And still, he doesn't care.
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Glasses perched on his nose, calm and collected.
Exactly my type.
I knew he was meant to be mine the moment our eyes locked, that intense gaze pulling me in.
And I'll have him, no matter what it takes-by any means necessary, even if it costs me everything. I want to hold him in my arms, kiss him until neither of us can breathe.
But why is it so hard? Why does the world push back so fiercely when it comes to him and me?
I want him. And I will have him.