Becoming Her

Life for anyone is not easy and it does not get easier. Amunet is young and naive with a lot of heart but the warrior in her is struggling and wants out. Kingsley is a very passionate young man who feels he needs to be what people want and feels the need to be someone that he is not. However, soon Kingsley will learn the difference between want and need and come into his true identity.

Now there is one other person who slithers in the dark. Is he a good guy or a bad guy? Maybe he is not. Bride is a question. A person but a question his origin is completely unknown well with him in the picture in the midst of things... let's just say that things are about to get... interesting.

"I bet you thought I was lying." My eyes snapped to the voice a couple of feet away from me to meet an arched eyebrow and disturbing amber eyes. He started walking towards me I willed myself to use my body crawling backwards on my hands and knees.

The smirk on his lips and mischief in his eyes made my heart race to a cadence I've never heard before. Then I found myself falling only to be caught by him. He held my wrist in a grip no man could surrender. I dangled off what seems like a cliff in his grip. He didn't pull me in but he didn't let go either lifting me up higher until I was face to face with him.

"You didn't scream." Disappointment fanned his voice making me shiver under his searching eyes.

"Welcome to the Land of the Gods." He smirked then laughed and all the playfulness in his eyes danced with delight but there was something more. Before I could whisper a word I screamed towards the bottomless pit. The bastard had let me go.