Waking up later, Armstrong abruptly sat on the bed, his hair tousled and covering his face. He removed the hair from his face and tucked it behind his ear, exposing his handsome facades. He was exhausted and looking very tired, but he understands what happened there in the wood. His demon is calling for freedom, it's been centuries since it was trapped and tamed; and now his awakening switch is fast approaching, he needs to do something. Find Nomed Demood and put an end to this miseries hovering around him, and the druids, he will do something real quick about them.He ruefully scratched his hair, tired and perplexed. He laid back on the bed, closing his eyes for some minutes thoughts.After thinking for a while, Armstrong decided to get out of bed to get himself a glass of water. He always feels thirsty each time he passed through this stage, and the best fluid to calm his thirst is blood but he chooses to substitute it with water. He knows he always tempting his demon each time he s

"Where is Mellisa? Boyld asked Armstrong immediately he strode down from the stairs."Armstrong not Mellisa's keeper." He scoffs, and shoulder-pushes past Boyld; going straight to his sitting position when he noticed all the Lord's gazes were fixed on him. He closed his eyes, nibbled on his tongue, and walk towards Boyld who was curious about Mellisa's wellbeing."Do you really think I feast on her last night? Gosh! Her blood is bland; I have taste." He hissed, his arms crossed and he looked up at the same spot he saw Mellisa, and there, she was still standing and he shook his head, watching her amused him. He knows what he did to her and she is trying to snap herself out of her shocked state."See your strangled lassie up there." He wrinkled up his nose, nudging upwards for them to see.The Lords abruptly stood up, rushing to where Armstrong was standing, their gaze traveled straight to the stairs and there was Mellisa still in shock. Something must have happened to her the Lords thou

Raiden materialize in Armstrong's study as he predicted, there Armstrong was sitting on his golden arms-chair, his two legs crossed over to the chairs, his head leaning backward with his eyes closed.Raiden knew he wasn't sleeping and he knows he knew he was here, the room temperature wasn't favorable and Raiden knew he was angry hence the freezing mode."And the day you will freeze us to death is coming," Raiden said, grabbing the whiskey bottle and pouring some for himself."Get the fuck outta here Raiden." He yelled, eyes still closed and Raiden chuckled; but before he could take a sip, Armstrong quickly yanked him up, flipped him over thereby smacking him on the wall and Raiden groaned, spat out blood while stroking his chest; and trying to stand up on his feet, but Armstrong speedily grabbed his arm, flipped him again and pinned him against the wall, with his strong arm strangling him.Raiden struggled for a release. Truly coming here was never a good idea, because this demon is

Armstrong was leaning against the Timber Wood watching Mellisa as she hurriedly stepped down with his furry cat cuddled on her arm. He was curious about what she is about to do but he kept quiet while probing.After Mellisa was a bit tired of stroking and cuddling the cats, she decided to make their meal puree; she wasn't supposed to but as a cat lover, she knows what a cat loves. Scrambling around to get the rightful bowls, she rushed down to one of the small running stream, a pipe to be precise but it was channeled into a small pound, making it looks like a small running stream. She began washing the bowls she will use in preparing the cat puree with the furry cat clinging to her as usual.Armstrong cringed, rubbing his eyebrows. "That bitch is being clingy, what a showoff." He doesn't know if he should rush and drag her out or just watch her to see her next actions, just as he was debating and wondering what was inside her beanie when Mellisa dropped the already cleaned bowls grabb

Today was the Topper Savers monthly magazine photoshoot, in which Riana and Mellisa were to grace the cover magazine.As renowned models, Riana and Mellisa have worked with various sponsors throughout their successful careers, but lately, ever since Mellisa's disappearance, she had been experiencing a great deal of dissatisfaction with their services. Everything kept boring and annoying her.Riana and Mellisa were known for their professionalism and meticulous attention to detail. So she expected her sponsors to mirror these qualities and provide her with the support she needed for photo shoots, events, and promotional activities; even though she felt sad and unsatisfied doing it aloneNow she has to grace this important fashion shoot scheduled with a luxury clothing brand. She arrived on set to find a disorganized mess. The clothes ordered for the shoot were not up to her standards, and the accessories were missing. Despite her attempts to communicate her concerns to the sponsor's r