The cold breeze in my face, clinging tightly to my bare arms. My arms wrapped around my torso in an attempt to keep me warm. Tears streaming down my face as memories of Harry's cruel betrayal flood my mind. Of all days, he chose my birthday to hurt me. 

My red pumps creating a gentle click sound with every contact it made with the tarred road. Creating the only sound the night breeze brings to my ears. Asides my sobs and the distant barks of the neighborhood dogs. 

My third sense is sudden activated as I sense I'm being followed. I smell danger. Walking alone on such desolate streets doesn't seem like the best idea I could have come up with. I wasn't thinking straight when I made that choice. I should have called my driver to come get me!. 

This creepy feeling becomes more intense and I decide to do the one thing I know I'm good at; run!. 

I throw my purse and phone away as I begin to run in frenzy I feel something hot on my trail, when I look back, all I see is dark fog. The more reason to run faster. 

The road fairly lit by moonlight, my heart in my mouth and prayers of help and mercy escaping my lips. 
Finally, I hear music playing from loud speakers. I'm close to civilization!. 

I keep running frantically. One of my pumps gone. Soon I see a club in sight with a few people outside. I begin to scream for help when a figure suddenly appears before me. In fear, I make to run in the opposite direction but another figure is right behind me. 

Next thing I know; i'm surrounded by darkness. 
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Imagine waking up in an abandoned Gothic castle in the middle of no where. With an immortal creap as your new 'mother' and over a hundred strangers as your new siblings. 

Where love is a crime, hope is a dream and rebelion is a death contract. 

A dark tunnel with no light whatsoever, would you survive??

Let's follow our protagonist into this breath taking journey and find out what could possibly be worst than this.

The Mansion {Maders Mansion}

"But he asked me to give you this. "The doctor adds holding out a folded paper to me. 


I collect the paper with tears in my eyes and he gives me a comforting smile before walking away. 


I stare at my wrist watch and it reads 11:00am. 


I missed him. My last chance of seeing him and I missed it. 


My phone containing all his details, totally crashed and not backed up! Why Sonia, why? 


He... Desmond is really gone. Gone to his home town and I'm here in Ontario Canada Left with only hopes to see him again someday!. 


*Hey, sorry about my wobbly writing. It's been a while I held a pen. 


If you're reading this, then I'm on my way to the airport and you're definitely shading those precious tears of yours. 


I wish I could say this to you in person but time as usual played a fast one. Sonia do you remember the first day we met? 


I do. The brave brown eyed beauty bold enough to dare a witch on first encounter. 


Always Love You