The words he spoke never found a place to stay in this boy's head as only tears took control.Desiring another hug from his father but saw no need in it. He wished he could come along with his father and never wanted to say goodbye."Can't you stay behind, father?" He petitioned, and the young man let out a wry smile. It seems keeping up a fake smile by his parents would make him feel better.He had been gloomy ever since he found out his father was leaving for the impending war."Hey, dad has to fight to protect you" he bragged tickling his son and jerking him high up to cheer this depressed child. He dropped him down and brought out a whistle from his pocket, gave it to the boy and raised a thumb up."Always blow this when you feel lonely, Ryan…and I would rush to rescue you" he joked, and his son giggled while lazily falling into the arms of his father. His mother rubbed her blotted stomach as the child in her womb was leaping as though wishing to get a gift from its father. S

He might muster courage to kill him or her.Though, he felt it was a he judging from the shoes and pant. Ready to pounce on him, he stood on the bed swiftly, barked at him. However, something unexpectedly happen. He suddenly felt a warm arm around him, someone's heartbeat, someone's breath on his face, someone's warmth.This person's weight forced him to sit back on the bed.It was an embrace that took back his transformation. His face was resting lazily on his head.He was stunned and perplexed over what was happening. He was sitting in front of him, his body obstructing his view.He could feel his heartbeat, alex's body pinned against his chest. For a moment he felt his world was collapsing and he had no control of it again.This stranger showed up like he knew each other which was baffling.He couldn't express how he felt as he had mixed emotions.Could he have transmigrated without knowing? Somehow, this hug felt comforting and he was mystified.He hadn't gotten a lucid pic

She heard a footstep entering the closet. It must be Helen, he thought.At last, someone would save him from this confusion. Alex lips gasped at who he saw approaching me. It was Tyler, holding a cup of coffee. The scent hit his nose. He was wearing a dark singlet which hugged his masculine shoulders.His juicy dark tone purple wet lips twitches to the left side posing a dull and moody expression on his face.He was awestricken by his appearance, his dark gaze cause her to think something dirty was going through his mind.How did he get here? Was this how the human world was? No privacy? This was so embarrassing and he wasn't remorseful about it.Subconsciously, he place his arms on his chest and duck his head naively. Krane was the only one who saw him bare.Even though he was partly covered, he still had no right to be here."What are you doing in my room!" He snarled attempting to cover her body with a shirt but hid hands weren't reaching.Kate wasn't even responding to him. M

The silence of the night had its misery as most people who engage in social vices found the dark as a medium of carrying out their devices.A young man could be seen prodding on a narrow road. He had a cigarette in his mouth and was hastening towards the club which boomed loudly with hip-hop songs.Once he got to the door, he ditched the cigarette and jumped inside the club house. The dull lights of different colours flooded his face, yet he could see perfectly in them. The place was rowdy with half dressed ladies who could turn the guest on. His feet led him to the VIP room, every step he took.A lady was always around to lure him with sexy moves but he didn't seem like one who desired one.His tensed, and nervous look could tell that he was frighten over something. Instantly, once he got to the door of the room, he met two bouncers who stopped him."Tell him it's drake" he announced rubbing the bridge of his nose and swallowing hard. One of the bouncer strides in and returned almos