The sun already streaming through the curtains, settling on Mellisa's face, but she was too tired to rise from the bed, the birds of the air were already out for their business but Mellisa was still in bed, turning around here and there."Mellisa, wake up it's already noon." Rhoda shook her, then she grumbled before pulling the blanket all over her. She doesn't feel like leaving the bed today since waking up means dealing with the same thoughts, and emotions and seeing the Ice Devil. She already made up her mind not to see that face and now she is already placed on some crazy rules. She groans tiredly, her eyes half open while staring at Rhoda who was standing by the bedside."Can I sleep throughout today, please? She stressed out the word and Rhoda chuckled with her hand covering her mouth."The Lords are waiting for you at the dinning." Rhoda reminded, but she winced, whilst yawning before waving Rhoda off. "Tell them to carry on with their meals. I will eat later." She turned and
"Don't come closer," Mellisa screamed with the dagger in her hand which was pointing closer at Armstrong, whilst still terrifyingly stepping backward.She just witness Armstrong butchered a young lady. It was a gruesome sight, the screamed in her voice, her stomach erupted with butterflies and she felt like puking at the sight of these messes. Blood everywhere.She felt a weakness in her knees as she points the dagger towards him who was stubbornly marching towards her with a sneer that irate her and make her wish she never knew him."Don't come closer." She yelled again and luckily for her, there was a sudden uproarious confusion that seems to catch the Ice devil's attention, then he turned and look at her with something that looks like a sneer on his lips. "Don't go anywhere till I come back." And then he was gone."The fuck! Did this man ask her not to go anywhere even knowing she saw how brutal he was butchering the lady? She must be stupid to wait for her killer." She spats out,
When Mellisa left the dining room in a dash, she wanted something that will keep her mind at ease and probably something she will kill boredom with. She wanted to go back to admiring the art she saw in the hallway when coming with Rhoda but changed her mind on a second thought."Who in her rightful senses will keep staring at some ancient drawing." Except for the handsome drawing of the man with the Yintang acupuncture, nothing interests her mind there. Well, she is not a fan of arts, and ancient arts for that matter.She was pacing up and down the hallways, waiting for the next thing to do and her tummy grumbled, remaining her she is yet to food in her tummy but she ignored it. You survive three nights without food at the wood, don't embarrass me please." She scolds inwardly.Maybe let me go to the cattery. She thought but changed her mind on a second thought. Never play with the Devil because this time around, she was sure that Ice Devil will consult a born resetting surgery on him
“Wanna go out ”“No”“Shopping”"No""Swimming""Never a fish""Hunting""The fuck! When did I become a hunter?"Can you just say what you want Mell'And she chuckled.That was Boyld trying to talk her out of her boredom since she was just sitting on the couch and staring at the window lost in thoughts.Ever since they returned from the library, she hasn't said anything. Acting like something is wrong, a big off like she was being maltreated and it pisses him off."You haven't eaten anything today. Should I get you something?? Boyld asked and she shook her head before turning around, her eyes fixed on Boyld."I have heard of a parallel universe and if actually it does exist, then I hope the other me can defend herself. I hope she can stand up for herself. I hope she can be her true self without judgment around her. I hope she's free from trauma, anxiety and depression. I hope she's living her dream life. Hope she is fine and she does things with a happy heart and not being forced by t
"Mell! Mell!!! Wake up......" Rhoda shook her vehemently and she stirred and grumbled before looking at Rhoda with eyes half closed."Lord Seagull is waiting for you., Rhoda told her and she abruptly jumped up, rubbing her eyes."Who the fuck is Lord Seadog again? And what does he want from me? Her eyes looked at Rhoda for an explanation."Delay further and get another punishment." Rhoda relayed the message exactly the way she was given, and that's when Mellisa was able to connect the dots. "Lord Sea whatever is Armstrong?? She pointed a finger at Rhoda amidst confusion and Rhoda nodded, curing her curiosity."Holy fuck." She padded to the bathroom, and swiftly brushed her teeth, before you could say Jack, she was already dressed.She never know she got this superpower. So there is a hidden Flash in her. Her hair was messy but right now she doesn't care, as she tied it in a messy ponytail, ran her hand over it, she picked up her face towel.Forget about her morning skin routine, that
"Hold on tight." Armstrong had told her as the horse went galloping.She didn't expect it to be this fast as the whipping was doing justice on he face, her hair amusingly flying for their dear life. It was a scary ride as she saw how fast the trees, horses, cars, and everything was passing quickly before her eyes and it made her dizzy and nauseous.She wanted to scream for this Ice Devil to stop before she collapse right on the horse but then she wondered if he could hear her from all the velocity he was galloping.She could hear her heavy fast breathing, she was horrified by the speed he was riding the horse.She started to imagine the worst scenarios"You should have asked me to write my wills before taking me on the valley of death...... I haven't said goodbye to my dearest friend...... I didn't even see Boyld this morning......my Parents are the best and it's sad I won't be able to see them...... are you really going to kill me Ice Devil.....be serious cause I just saw the gate of
Mellisa! Mellisa!! Mellisa!!! Raiden shook her as she kept kicking her legs and fighting for freedom. She was having another nightmare but who dreamt early in the morning?Well, there is no specific time for dreaming.He shook her shoulder, he can't fathom what is happening to her but from the way she was kicking with both hands seems like she was having a terrible dream.Raiden watched her as she mumbled inaudibly before it becomes loud, like a scream; filling the entire room. It was a shrieking sound as Raiden tapped on her shoulder, being careful not to scare her as she kept kicking and dragging mid-air."Armstrong! Armstrong!! Armstrong!!! She struggled, grasping Raiden's hands unknowingly."Mellisa!!!! Raiden's shook her the more and this time around, her eyes snapped open and she gasped loudly, sitting up and curling at the end of the bed, fear shooting out from her bulging eyes."How long have I slept? She glared at Raiden, surprised and at the same time scared and confused abo
Mellisa walked inside the conference room carrying with her a long tray with cups and a small hot tea kettle filled with hot water.Raiden had already told her in order to get back at Armstrong is to keep defying his rules and act like nothing happened, so she is here to serve coffee against Armstrong's wishes and right inside the conference room where she was banned from entering.She could literally hear the furniture silently judging her boldness as she bears her body while walking towards the men who were engrossed in their discussion, even Raiden acted like he doesn't know her as she marches forward.Her eyes settle on Armstrong who has his hair this time curly twisted all over and falls freely, his ocean blue eyes pierced deeply into her soul as she walked, his pinky heart-shaped lips. Oh gosh! Those lips. He is perfectly created by God himself. But he is a fucking asshole. A jerk to be precise. She cussed mentally.She could see the confusion displayed on Armstrong's face imm
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