I wake up alone at night,

stomach dropping, breath halting.

Sweat drips, bones ache, eyes wide—

tears stream, unrelenting.

Splintered.

No more.

They don’t care anymore.

Their smiles faded long before

I became a shadow in their eyes—

a burden too heavy,

too broken to disguise.

No more.

Why can’t it be different?

Why can’t we rewind?

Why…

No more.

I starve myself on purpose,

thinking hunger mi...

Breathe in. Breathe out.

Angie knew what Viv was doing, and she had to warn Williams. He was getting too involved, too blinded by the alluring glow Viv — that damn, charming woman — cast around her. He needed to understand she wasn’t perfect. He needed to know she wasn’t who he thought she was.

Breathe in. Breathe out.

Angie measured her steps, her nose wrinkling instinctively as the sharp, metal...

Ella de cabellos negros rondaba por la cumbre de aquella lejana loma. La luz de la luna iluminaba su rostro moreno y ojeroso, curvado desde su lumbar hasta su cervical, desfigurado por algo indiferente de los años, algo oculto.

Un lobo hambriento a la luz de la luna sólo podía significar peligro. Éste se escondía en la hierba grisácea, se camuflaba y con la paciencia de un cazador experto removí...

The fox squirmed under the bunny's gaze. Felix knew he couldn't hold it back anymore, even though it meant the true end. Those big ears twitched, waiting for his words. Oh, they’d been talking nonstop for countless seasons—whether winter struck or the scorching sun threatened them both. Sometimes, they didn’t say anything at all, letting actions scream louder than words as they strolled through th...

I fell to my knees before him. Never, in all my years wearing the demonic crown, did I imagine that he—the archangel of the pearly gates—would place his sharp sword against my carotid.

One pulse, one deliberate movement, and my existence would end. After all these years of battle—king against prince, dark against light—we both knew it would end this way. One way or another.

There was no escape, n...

En un pasado que recuerdo muy bien, mi respuesta sería un rotundo "no". No lo hubiera aceptado, no hubiera concebido la idea que ahora vivía en mi cabeza con mi permiso.

Era duro, como un golpe imprevisto en la sien, pero tenía que. Algunos me extrañarían, otros festejarían, pero había algo seguro: jamás olvidaría este capítulo....