The Northern Coast was already surrounded by the IIF troops. "Reporters are highly prohibited." one of the Officers named Hazel gave an order to his comrades.Click! Click!!! Sounds of the camera were heard as each Officer was busy capturing and looking for a trail that will lead them to the victim."We've done everything in our power to see if we can find her. Even before the IIF came." That was the community chief telling the officer about the community contribution to see Mellisa's safe return.He wasn't lying, because the day Mellisa was declared missing, the community chief gathered his people, especially the vigilantes, and set out searching for Mellisa.They searched and turned the whole community searching for her, yet they couldn't get a clue of her way about.Her foot trails were wiped away with the heavy rain pour the same night the health workers left their community. "There is more to her disappearance than just meeting the eyes." The chief said.The villagers were alre
McCall arrived at Hazel's car, only to meet him in custody of a little boy.As he approached him, the little boy had his eyes pinned on him. His gaze not leaving him, and it looks like he is calculating every one of the steps he took forward.He wasn't fazed by his annoying look, he is a handsome man with an elegant stature. His inky black long hair was well combed and styled backward, and a few strands of his hair freely slumped as he strode forward. He knows the attention he attracts each time he passes a couple of people on the road or whenever he is at any social gathering.Some stared at him with their mouth expansive open, while the men stared enviously at him. He is used to both the optimistic and pessimistic gazes being thrown at him. This correlated with the way he carries his body while walking. His elegant postures will become the talk of the town whenever he graces an occasion. He always serves the look with his dapper attributes.His looks alone attract both the men and
McCall arrived and saw Ria tangled up with Jasper. He knows just by looking at them his men might have arrested them thinking they are the reporters.Reporters ain't needed. Even though the Kellers' are people of the higher class and some vital records of their family should be on papers and boards, he refused them involving the reporters and the media."This is a vital case; for now, I urge the media to hold their peace, let's see what we can do. We promise to do our best in this case and also report whatever strange findings to the media." McCall already told the media before he went searching for the missing Mellisa.He had this urge to ignore them or probably tell his men to handcuff them and keep them at the back of their van. But wave it off at a second thought.He has already chosen to be nice by allowing them here; now turning his back on them sounds weird and disappointing. He shrugged his shoulder and approached them.Jasper heavy a deep sigh immediately after he saw McCall
Armstrong scowled immediately her hands traced and fictitious wiped the unseen tears from his face.He held her hands and pushed them away from his face."He looks sad, burdened and heavy-hearted " Mell muttered.Armstrong watched her speaking with a lower tone, even though he understands what she is saying, but what has it to do with him?His only concern now is to place her on a trial and watch her flunk the test, hence exposing who she is, and when that happens, he will be ready to rip her heart apart or probably feed her remnants to the birds of the air."That's an illusion" he countered her words, gathering up the poultice and sitting closer beside her on the bed. He halts. Now why did he reply to her and why is he tending to a spy?He hisses. Dropping the poultice and trying to leave the room but stop when Mellisa made a whimpering sound. He inhaled intensely, running his fingers across his raven hair."Don't move." He urges her."The angel was crying." She began. "Does angel cr
He materialized in the dark eerie wood.A thunderous crash can be heard from the sky. The rumbling of distant thunder is followed by the flash of lightning the sky went dark and it started to rain.His eyes penetrated the darkness, hunting for that disturbing and lingering sense. He can sniff the smell. Yes, that lingering smell caught his attention. That smell he once sensed from the mysterious Mellisa, and that was different from her lavender scent. That dark aura. And now he is here, the smell gets closer and more familiar and he wondered who exactly is playing mind games with him.He swirls around, his eyes searching for that threat. He smirks like he already knows what it is. Nodding his head at the same time slowly stood up. Slowly he shook his fingers off like ants were wriggling around his fingers and he is shaking them off.He has a thunderous expression as he fixed his eyes on the darkest side of the wood like he is expecting something to emerge from there.The rain drench
Mellisa was sleeping peacefully. Her facade lined up with smiles but she was sleeping.What a sleeping beauty."You know I love you, Ria." Mellisa hurried and give Riana a back-hug. Snogging her captivating heart-shaped pinky lips on her friend's shoulder and at the same time tickling her waist.But she looked sad. Such a bummer. Her eyes were already red like the crimson.She wriggled herself out of her hold. Fronting her with that concerned and inquisitive look.She isn't crying, right? Well, she is and there is nothing she can do about it."Where have you been all this while? Riana grimaced and Melissa heave a sigh, rolling her eyes as well.That explains her awkward resistance. Because it can never be Ria. Resisting her friend's lovey-dovey clingy moment. She treasures Mellisa so much that she will do anything for her. Now she is infuriated and Mellisa got some explanations to do."I went on a break and I got you something. See..." She brought out two golden bracelets. Dangling
Bolyd already begged the life out of Samie and Ramsey to follow him to check on Mellisa's well-being. The two manic ain't giving heed to his constant pleading but after much bothering and pestering. They decided to follow him because it seems the Bolyd of a man is not going to stop with his pestering.At least they will choose the lesser of the two evils.Bolyd heart gladden when they agreed to follow him. Not because he was scared of going alone but because he needs to be extra careful and probably the martial Lord might be there and he is not ready to wobble words or get his butt kicked.He is always scared of Armstrong. So he needs these two at least to save his butt if there should be a need.He knows they can't go ahead and heal her against their Armstrong wish. Even though Bolyd already wishes to be disobedient at least this time to save Mellisa.She is not exactly what they named her. Even though sometimes she doubted his thoughts. You never can tell Boyld. She might be that a
"Jasper you know I can't believe you are just sitting down there comfortably staring at me."Ria fumed at her friend. She was expecting something like panic or an attempt from Jasper and since none is coming she was angry at his nonchalant attitude. But the latter her remark and continue with his phone surfing.Now she is pissed. When did Jasper change? He is acting weird and questionable each passing day and she despises that."You know you should use that earlier metallic dissolver and get me free from these crazy handcuffs."Exactly what she was expecting from her friend but unfortunately, her friend already discard the metallic dissolver. She can't believe McCall choose to silence her by temporarily handicapping her. He must be an ass. Such a milk-sop character. She chortled bashfully.That's so ludicrous of him.And the annoying aspect is Jasper's lackadaisical attitude is making things worst. He's always like that. Nothing ever fazed him. Such a kiddo."Sorry to disappoint yo
Mellisa froze in place when she took into the presence of the figure. A beast. No! Not just those beasts in the movies or her nightmare. A fucking live beast.Mellisa took a moment to swallow the hardest lump in her throat. So what she had been seeing in her dreams was real?Heaven! The beast looked frightening. It was blazing red, and was that a horn? Mellisa blinked repeatedly, thinking she was sick or probably seeing things because there was no way the beast in her dreams was real.The beast growled, showing its elongated fangs that were dripping wet with blood.Mell's legs trembled when it dawned on her she had finally met her end. Adrenaline churned through her veins; making her heart beat harder and faster as if it wanted to jump out of her chest. Her eyes were the size of a dinner plate. She was paralyzed with fear. She wanted to scream for help, but she already lost her voice.Mellisa couldn't understand what was happening and how a beast would be living at the back of the Ca
An eerie wind hit her once she stepped out of the Castle. The wind blew the trees. Startling her.Mellisa felt strange standing alone at the backyard of the mighty Castle. She felt a warning signal from her body, like those she felt the foremost when Armstrong queried her.She took her first step and halted. Then she turned her back and faced the humongous Castle that once served as her home. Mellisa stared at the enormity of the Castle and its enormous structure. She shook her head. Tears stung her eyes and her heart panged with regret.Mellisa was torn. She was sad and worried sick. Her subconscious mind wasn't letting her go. For months now she had been thinking about this day and how it would be. And now the day was here, she felt like she was doing the wrong thing.Mell knew what she was about doing was pure madness, that deep down she might regret it. However, She would rather regret the chances that didn't work than the ones she didn't attempt. She craved freedom just like a n
It had been exactly two days since Samie disguised as Armstrong and cooked gravy noodles for Mellisa. And now, Mellisa seated on the bed her escape instinct kicked in harder than before. She was cranking her brain, looking for a means to escape because she believed she got the best opportunity. Now the castle was empty and no one was around. She wondered how, and why Armstrong runs his castle's welfare. Must workers vacant same day? Well, that was a blessing in disguise. She sighed. At the drop of a hat, she went about gathering some of her things into her bucket bag. She was feeling giddy and excited. Happy to welcome the new phase of her life. Finally, any moment from now, she would be united with her family. She can't wait to sing her victory. Only the thought was enough to send tiny tingles down her spine. She huffed as she went about her business. Boyld already gave her the rundown of what the whole castle looks like. That was the day she caused the small drama at the lib
Immediately Samie teleported into the library. He gave out a heavy breath.They were right about disguising as Armstrong and doing all those kinds of stuff without Mellisa noticing. Samie realized she was smarter than they gave her credit for. He knew she recognized his voice, the doubts in her heart said it all.She was right to think the voice doesn't belong to the body. He knew she was battling with having to recognize the voice, but couldn't lay her hand on anything."Who are you? He remembered her question.He knew it was more than a question. She was very observant."How bold of you to disguise as me just to carry out those stupid things you did there?" Armstrong burned with anger. There was serious warning in his voice, and threat in his eyes as he glared at Samie."It wasn't that bad, was it?" Samie's voice lanced sardonically. He was trying to calm the demon down, because he knew his temper, and he wasn't ready to suffer a broken bone. To the demons, the healing of broken bo
"I will go get your food ready. You can come closer if you want to watch." He spoke quietly.Feeling lightheaded, Mellisa let her paralyzed body fell back on the lounge chair. She felt weak to the core."Why are you being so nice to me all of a sudden?" She managed to choke out a word. Barely audible.She won't blame herself. That was the only thing her brain could register after experiencing this type of shock."You are letting this little attention get into your head." Oh! The realization hits her harder like African Mothers slippers.That was the worst answer but knowing who Armstrong was, he will always show that rude side of his.Something in his eyes changed and Mellisa got a bad feeling. Like he was warning her not to let those get into her head.She felt the pressure in her chest and shook her head. Allowing the tears to burn her tears.He cured her curiosity, her fears, and her confusion more brutally.The truth she was desperate for hurt her. Making her feel like she was see
Mellisa doesn't mind if the world spins faster, she just wants to wake up.She knew something was wrong when Armstrong said."Rice-pulled noodles, right?"Like how did he know she was craving for that?She closed her eyes and listened to his voice. It was the first thing she had felt drawn to from the beginning. A pure, light-hearted voice. Full of concern. If it wasn't strangely scary, she wouldn't mind listening to that voice forever.But no, Armstrong could never, that voice doesn't belong to him. Armstrong? That cold fish could never come back to make her rice-pulled noodles, and Armstrong could never sweep and tidy messy kitchen like he was having fun in it. Like it was a piece of cake. Armstrong could never show this level of concern. This particular Armstrong is wrong. Unless he was possessed. She grumbled inwardly.Armstrong looked at her, waiting for her response for a long moment she didn't say a thing. She was too perplexed to speak. The wheel in her heart was going in dif
"Banshee.....!!! She heard a husky voice call, at some point, she thought this voice sounded familiar.She sucked in a sharp breath of slight startle when Banshee that was growling at her like she was a meal ready to be devoured took a step back. Even though Banshee looked like he wasn't satisfied with whatever that made her halt. She was happy that she wasn't devoured. That would have been worse than dying as a prisoner and allegedly spy.She twisted in fear, glancing at the closed door to where the voice came from, and froze.Standing on the entrance with the door closed, his two hands dug inside his side pockets was a man who shouldn't be here.She could feel the weight of his gaze on her shoulder and she felt sick at her thoughts. The thought of what she did minutes ago hit her like a train.What is he doing here again?She turned slightly to her left and saw Banshee, lying down with her tongue sticking out, she wasn't growling like before.She took her eyes back at the incohere
At Northern Coast. (Raiden's Resident)"Any information?" Raiden asked Paul as he stepped inside the room, his hands dug inside his pockets. He paused on his moves once he took a look at the man tied to the chair undergoing torture.Staring at him from head to toe, he nodded purely practically.The sight was brutal, the man's head was hanging low, blood dripping from his nose, and sweat all over his almost naked body."Unfortunately, no. There was no sign of Luciano, even Allen and Aidan went into hiding after Liam was abducted. Paul announced, poking his cheek inwardly, face focused on barely alive Liam."Do you think they knew he was with us?" Ivan inquired, his attention fully focused on his boss Raiden.Raiden stepped forward to where Liam was being chained down, he looked like he was lost in thought as his arms were crossed, and his thump brushing his lips. "It should interest you that Luciano is not as dumb as you think... I'm pretty sure he knows we are here and might be plannin
Once Mell was done taking her ginger drink, she approached the sack closer to the downward cabinets. Bracing herself. All confident even though she knew she suck at cooking, nevertheless, she won't sit back and starve to death. Not when she was on her period.Putting her hair in a bun, she reached out to touch the bag of flour, she could feel a gentle powderiness that caressed her hand like a whisper of snow. She could feel the soft grains of flour sliding through her fingers, leaving a smooth, silky sensation on her skin, she grinned, smiling coyly at herself as she felt the smooth content.It was rice flour. She smiled and then went ahead to measure a cupful needed to prepare her rice noodles."Today I'm going to do this. Just mix this and that, knead, and stretch. That's it." She beamed. Then stir fry, reheat, and cook. What else? She was rambling whilst bringing out the needed utensils for her cooking."Easy right?" She pouts, remembering how Jasper Cruz always prepared Rice noodl