Epic 126"Listen," Timi said, breaking the silence, his voice tentative but hopeful. "This has been such a wonderful night. Can't we make it last just a little bit longer?"Jasmine and Kyrian exchanged a glance, their expressions uncertain.Inspector Bami smiled, his eyes sparkling with mischief. "I suppose one more night won't hurt," he said, his voice playful. "I have a couple of spare beds. You're welcome to stay."Timi grinned, relief and excitement filling his face. Kyrian and Jasmine couldn't help but laugh at Timi's eagerness, and the group made their way to the spare rooms, preparing for a night of restful sleep.But as the lights went out and the quiet of the night settled in, Jasmine found herself tossing and turning, unable to shake the unease that had settled in her mind.She couldn't shake the feeling that they were all still in danger, that Ken's threat was still very real and very present. Kyrian, sensing Jasmine's unease, gently reached out and took her hand, his touch
Epic 127Kyrian was taken aback by the call, the hairs on the back of his neck standing on end. "That was Ken," he said, his voice low and tight. "He knows about our plan."Jasmine and Timi's faces paled, the shock of the moment sinking in."How is that possible?" Jasmine asked, her voice trembling slightly. "We haven't told anyone."Kyrian's mind raced, piecing together the fragments of information they had gathered. "He must have someone on the inside," he said, his eyes hardening with determination. "We'll continue to pretend like we're giving up," Jasmine continued, her mind already whirling with ideas. "We'll feed him misinformation, make him think he's winning. But in the meantime, we'll be searching for the leak."Kyrian nodded a fierce determination in his eyes. "We need to be extra careful," he said, his voice grave. "If Ken finds out we're on to him, he'll disappear into thin air, and we'll never get justice for your father. Timi shifted uncomfortably, his mind racing with
Epic 128Kyrian stared at the metal bars that separated them, the gulf between them so much more than physical. For a long moment, he said nothing, his thoughts racing.Finally, he spoke. "Why?" he asked, the word escaping his lips like a breath of air. "Why did you do it? Why did you betray me? Why did you become what you were?"Ken remained silent, his eyes unreadable, his expression impassive. Then, he spoke, his voice low and resigned. "I have made my choices, Kyrian," he said. "Choices that I cannot undo, choices that have led me here," Ken continued, his voice growing softer, more reflective. "But I want you to know, Kyrian, that I am not without regret. I have done many things in my life, some of them good, some of them bad. But I am not beyond redemption."Kyrian stared at Ken, his heart aching with the weight of the moment. "Then why?" he asked again, his voice shaking slightly. "Why did you turn away from me? Why did you turn away from everything we believed in?" Ken's gaze
Epic 129As Kyrian and Jasmine thanked Jasmine's father, a sense of relief washed over them, the weight of uncertainty lifted from their shoulders. They rose from the table, their hands still entwined, their hearts filled with joy and anticipation.Outside, the sun was beginning to set, painting the sky with streaks of gold and pink. Kyrian turned to Jasmine, his eyes alight with love. "I have one more thing to ask you, Jasmine," he said, his voice gentle but serious. "Will you marry me?"Jasmine's eyes filled with tears, her heart swelling with happiness and love. "Yes," she whispered, her voice barely audible over the chirping of the birds and the rustle of the leaves. "Yes, I will marry you."Kyrian pulled her into his arms, his lips meeting hers in a kiss that held all the promise of their future. As the sun sank lower in the sky, the two of them stood there, surrounded by the beauty of the world, a world that, at that moment, seemed full of hope and possibility. As the weeks pas
Epic 130As Kyrian shared the news with his friends and family, his heart swelled with joy and gratitude. He knew that they had been there for him and Jasmine throughout their journey, and he wanted them to be a part of this momentous occasion.Timi, who had always been like a brother to Kyrian, let out a whoop of joy when he heard the news. "Finally, I'm an uncle!" he exclaimed, his voice brimming with excitement. "You have to bring little King to the dojo when he's old enough. We'll teach him everything we know. Mr. Bola's response was more measured, but no less sincere. "This is truly wonderful news, Kyrian," he said, his voice filled with pride. "You and Jasmine have been through so much together. It's so good to see you both finally achieving this moment of happiness. I can't wait to meet the little one."As Kyrian spoke with his loved ones, he felt his world expanding, his heart growing larger with every moment.“You know you are the next in line Timi”. My Bola whispered as the
Epic 131As they walked back through the forest, the darkness of the night setting in around them, Jasmine turned to Kyrian and asked softly, "What was your father like?"Kyrian smiled, the memories of his father filling his heart with warmth. "He was everything I could ever hope to be," he said, his voice filled with pride. "He was strong but gentle. He was brave, but kind. He was my hero, my mentor, my best friend."Jasmine nodded, her eyes shining with love and understanding. As they walked through the snow-covered forest, Kyrian turned to Jasmine and said with a mischievous grin, "You know, I think King would love the beach. Maybe we could take him there for his first birthday. We could build sandcastles, swim in the sea, and watch the sunset over the ocean."Jasmine laughed, her eyes sparkling with excitement. "That sounds perfect," she said, her voice filled with joy. "And we can take a family photo on the beach, with King laughing and playing in the sand. The days and weeks pas
Epic 1 I awoke with a splitting headache and a raging fever. I had never experienced sickness like this before, and the intensity of my symptoms filled me with unease. As my mother entered the room with a bowl of water, her gentle touch on my cheek only served to heighten my fear. The fever hadn't broken, and she left to prepare some tea, her footsteps echoing down the hall. Just as I began to feel a sliver of relief, a gunshot rang out from the balcony, followed by the anguished howl of our dog. Terror seized my body as I cowered beneath my bed, doing my best to muffle the sound of my terrified breathing. A noise from my window made my heart leap—someone was jumping in. I fought against the urge to cry out, familiar fear gripping my heart, and my thoughts racing a million miles a minute. Who was in my room? Were they armed? And what had happened to my mother? "Some things are meant to be," the voice growled. "Life itself is unfair. Make sure no one is left... slaughter them all."
KyrianKyrian's eyes widened in horror as he realized what was happening. A group of masked men had taken over the bus, and they were shooting at the people on the street. Kyrian and the director were trapped in the middle of a war zone, and they had to find a way to escape."There's a side street up ahead," the director said, pointing down the road. "We can take that and get out of the line of fire."Kyrian nodded, his heart pounding in his chest. They began to run, dodging bullets and debris as they went. They turned the corner onto the side street, The director was right - they had to get out of there, but Kyrian's ankle was throbbing and he could barely walk. "I can't," he said, collapsing to the ground."We have to," the director said, grabbing Kyrian's arm and pulling him up. "You can do this. We just need to find a safe place to hide until the danger has passed."Kyrian gritted his teeth and forced himself to stand. They began to walk, slowly at first, but gradually picking up