《Eternity in the darkness》Chapter 48 - Pieces of puzzles- Part 1
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Eve's POV:
After looking at the artifacts that were hung on the wall I continued to walk, I hoped Ruka finished his work early. I wonder when did they build the castle, it had an antique touch to it and was well maintained. I walked further to open a huge door revealing the library.
I loved this place, it had a variety of genres. I walked through the racks looking through the books name. I came to a section that read angels. Everything looked normal except for a particular book that read The tainted and it immediately caught hold of my interest. Angels were the symbol of purity but the title of this book was opposite to it.
I pulled the book out and walked near the window that had cushions around so that I could lean and sit comfortably. After settling down I opened the book. The first page read,
'Love is a beautiful curse, bringing happiness or tears. Power is how you wield it. For something to gain there is a price to pay.'
While I went through the next page I realized it was about one particular angel this book was all about. I continued reading it.
The pain was so intense that it made her feelings go numb. Feeling the pull towards the pit of darkness. She felt crushed deep down, the soul that held light now knows nothing but darkness. She was breaking inside..why can't they see it as they claim to know me, she asked herself. Life has been unfair to everyone but the situation life presented her she couldn't fight this never-ending battle anymore. She held a heart of a child, sweet and kindness is what I have learnt but its mistaken by them. Do I belong in this place? Isn't there someone who could set me free from my own cage that I've built, she asked herself.
It was painful, they said time heals everything. But what if it happens repeatedly leaving a scar not on physically but on the soul. She couldn't bear it anymore.
Love is like magic, created by two individuals. It's so beautiful that everything around it disappears but it can be a thorn that will make you bleed. She was waiting but for what? Love they say, that it's enough as it is but with the ticking of time it turns greedy wanting more and when they realize they cannot obtain it, they scar it.
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She said-"I am not just a face but with feelings and deep-rooted ones. I ain't cold hearted, I'm sure I'm warm enough to make a person have a little smile at least. Goodbyes aren't my thing but neither is the betrayal."
I felt sad for whoever this angel was, it was like she had gone through too much of pain. I continued reading further.
She was the purest one but something had gone amiss. While everyone had their counter souls she was given the creature that was feared. It was a-
"So engrossed in the book. What are you reading?" I looked up to see Sebastian sitting on the couch sipping blood from a glass he was holding. I didn't even notice his presence, he was definitely a cat in his previous life I thought. I closed the book and showed him the front cover.
"The tainted, huh. An interesting book how they depicted the angels views," he said, "How you doing?" he asked me making me confused.
"Fine. Why?" I asked him to which he smiled at me creepily.
"You slept until noon, I thought Ruka kept you awake the whole night seeing him glow at night," he replied shrugging his shoulder making me turn red with embarrassment, "Your blushing so he did keep you awake," he pointed grinning and I just wanted to hide my face with the cushions.
"Don't you have anyone else to tease?" I asked him clearing my throat.
"You are fun to tease," he replied his eyes shining, "Lizzy is out. I smell something fishy going on with her and the wolf boy," he said making me wonder who he was talking about.
"Wolf boy?" I asked him and then it clicked, "Your talking about Kyle?" I asked him.
"Yes, that one," he told and gulped the remaining blood flicking his tongue on his teeth, "I heard that your school is planning to take you guys to the beach."
"Really?" I asked him excited. They might have announced today as I didn't know about it. I loved beaches, the waves, the sand. The whole atmosphere of the beach was cool.
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"Yes, planning to come myself," he said, "Who knows I might find the girl I have been searching for," he told thinking and then smiled brightly.
"How long have you been looking for your mate?" I asked him keeping the book down and putting my legs on the ground facing him.
"Pretty long time, centuries I think. Searching for the one soulmate who will fill the void in my heart and who I can love telling she's the only mine," he said and I awed at that. That was such a nice thing.
"You're really gullible you know," he said with a crooked smile and laughed.
"Huh?"
"My dear naiEVE, if I have a mate who's going to keep the beautiful ladies happy? hmm? I'm fine with a no mate," he grinned making me want to facepalm myself for falling for his words.
"Hasn't it been long since Andria has gone, when will they be back?" I asked him, "Can't Shane work from here?"
"Hmm Ruka has been planning to shift him here in few months. The schedule has been tight for him," he replied, "Andria said she was going to be back soon when I called her last week."
"I see. When is Ruka going to be back?" I asked him.
"He should be done in few hours."
"Okay. Come with me," I told him getting up and pulling his hand.
"Where?" he asked surprised a little.
"I need beach clothes in case I'm going," I told him, "Both Andria and Lizzy aren't here. There's also this thing where I'm bored," I grinned.
"Would be happy to be in service," he said bowing playfully.
Ruka's POV:
I sat in the living room hearing the door lock open and the turning of the doorknob. The person didn't seem to notice my presence as she closed the door and walked straight ahead. Time was precious even during immortality and I didn't like wasting time. I got up and walked to the kitchen where she was. Suddenly a knife was thrown towards me which I caught easily.
"How did you enter my house?" she asked turning to face me, "Vampires and werewolves cannot cross the witches threshold," she looked at me cautiously.
"I heard you were from Gregovic clan, such a talented clan makes me wonder why you moved," I told her smiling eerily, "And changed your name, Laura. About the house well you didn't proof it well," I threw the knife missing her face by an inch. It was fun hearing her heart hitch.
"That's impossible!" she exclaimed, "And what makes you think I'll answer any of your questions just because you are a teacher."
"The fact that I can snap your neck?" I asked her coolly.
"All of you are same, trying to threaten if you don't get anything," she said angrily her blue eyes burning brightly.
"Who's threatening you?" I asked her c.o.c.king my head to the side in question. Gregovic clan was one of the talented witches, they were known for making potions. Hmm, don't tell me its the onyx potion they had succeeded finally, "You have the onyx potion," I stated.
"So you do know," she told. This wasn't good, "Its safe and don't think of even obtaining it. Few of them have been trying to reach me to get their hands on it. Like I would just hand it over," she huffed. Onyx was a potion that could immobilize a supernaturals body if injected by it. If it went to wrong hands that would be a problem. The bad part was that once created, destroying it was impossible.
"So that's why you changed your name? Your house doesn't look like a safe-house," I pointed out.
"Whatever," she muttered, "Its none of your business."
"You possessing such a thing makes my business," I told her, "It doesn't look like it's here but I'll keep a watch on you. Until later then," I told her and vanished into the dark night.
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