Fiona and Ajar, two people from unlikely worlds. However, a connection they share brings them together, and they are set out to figure out the truth. They go on a journey of heartbreak, love, betrayal, and friendships. They aren’t made for each other. At least that’s what they thought. Hell has bought them together and refuses to trade them in for something different. What will they do, if they being together could be the end of the world? What will have to give and what will have to be sacrificed?

A Love Like, Crimson Roses

He tied me up. He locked me in. And all I could see was nothing but the dark room. 


 The door opened, as a see a tall, middle age man walk in. He was handsome and well dressed. He had this way about him that just tied everything he was, in one. Powerful. Stronger. 


 I pulled at my chains and he laughed "Don't bother. I would have thought my son taught you better to not rise your expectations." A look of surprise crossed my face in a instance, and my heart tightened "Your... Your Ajar's father?.." he pulled up a chair and sat down right in front of me. He nod slowly, in a boring yet controlled manner "Yes, but he probably wouldn't like you calling me that. He has considered me everything else but that." While glaring daggers at him, I tried pulling at my chains again but nothing changed "I don't want to hear your family history. Your son wouldn't be so different from you now. He flipped his switch. So keeping me won't have him run back to you." 


POV Fiona: The Truth