“What are we going to do now? How do we know it is not right in our heads?” “We should get out of here,” Catherine said, looking up as if Damian had just voiced her mind. Her ageless features had returned, blending with that calmness that Damian was all too familiar with. Mood swing and the ability to remain calm under diverse situations was one of the many things about Catherine that Damian admires a lot. She had a unique characteristic of knowing what and how to do things, no matter how trivial. Damian couldn’t help but think of his grandmother whenever Catherine pulled off such features. His granny was one person in the universe who had such a rare trait until he had met Catherine. And the woman has never ceased to amaze him. “Okay,” Damian nodded and held her shoulder gently. “That’s the exit” He pointed to the door, “It is an underground tunnel, one that would take us back to the street, and right to the spot where I was abducted. God help us if the Darkeel follow us there.”

CHAPTER 63Crease animated the end of Claudius’ masked as he dropped the test tube into the test tube rack. Inside it was a jellylike object, dark and scratching the edges of the test tube as if trying to force its way out. Claudius has seen something similar, during his time in the school laboratory when he was working on some parasitic worms. This on the other hand was different. The deforming nature was not the only thing that intrigued him, it also had a red glowing centre, twice as small as a pinhole to go unnoticed. His guess was that the creature had a form within the red glowing end. A mouth and teeth, perhaps a hand and legs also, he was not sure. But he was determined to find out. It was one thing about science. The drive to dive into an ocean of unknown. He was going to arrive at the answer eventually. Just time. Yeah, time was the only that that would be wasted. It was the price he would pay, and he wouldn&rsq

The brisk smell of burning wood and leaves met her nose, following the ember glows that danced with the cold. Instead of ignoring the whiff, Kristen brushed them with the back of her hands before standing to keep the pile of burning logs in place, hoping to kill the white smoke that colored the dark. She was the only one awake, the girls, or what was left of them, were sound asleep. Having traveled for about six days through the unfavorable forest, it made sense how fast they had slept when Vick announced that they would stop here for the night. It was the sixth day since they left the field, six days since they began their wander. And as if adding more salt to the injury, Ygon and Meyla had kept their distance. They had not mentioned it again, none of them had. But they didn't have to. That stabbing glare was all the proof Kristen needed, the girls still blamed her for the death of Ruth and Kennish. Meyla had said so before, Ygon too. Those accusing fingers and daring gaze…Kristen h

 The words had barely left Catherine’s lips when something strong jabbed his side. An electrifying pain coursed from his chest to his legs, hands and spine, almost exploding his body. Damian gnashed his teeth and turned his attention early enough to catch the smirk on the face of the beast. It was the founder, the biggest one in the group. For some odd reason, it had pushed Damian, even though Damian was not with the ball or standing in its way and the speed and strength were something Damian could not explain. All he knew was that one moment he was arguing with Catherine and the next moment, he was spinning in the air like a weightless object. The ground looked distant now, with the many people cheering in the stadium. He must have floated about a thousand feet off the ground before he started to descend with the same initial force. He tried to yell, to scream, and to hold something, anything but the empty air. Yet all effort was f

CHAPTER 69Tina didn't know how long she had slept and when she finally woke to the bright light of the morning, she realized that the bedsheets and the room smelled differently. Compared to the hard surface she was used to, the bed was comfortable and the softness wanted to make her lie back. But she didn't know where this is, or how she had gotten here. What had happened?She walked out of the bed, careful not to make a sound. The bedroom was not large, but better than anything she was used to. There was a screen hanging on the wall and a fridge not too far from it. The door of the wardrobe was also open and she didn't need a sorcerer to tell her she was in a man's bedroom. Everything about it was masculine, from the white paints to the celebrity pictures hanging on the wall. What was this place?She was close to the window, which open