Love Unbreakable
Bound By Love: Marrying My Disabled Husband
A Second Chance With My Billionaire Love
A Second Chance With The CEO After Divorce
A Return To Love's Madness
Addicted To The Genius Lady With A Thousand Faces
Unconscious Husband: Meet Her Love In Silence
Mated To Big Brother-in-law
Unforeseen Temptation: Spoiled By The Aloof Magnate
When Love Comes Late
Finally!!!
I get to tell my story, last year March was quite a month for me, a lot happened, to me and my beautiful but dysfunctional family.
As y’all know I was reclaimed by Aunt Anna Dantel and her beautiful girlfriend miss Racheal Tun. After the death of my parents, child protection services handed me over to her and since then I’ve been their beautiful burden.
It is now fifteen years after I became their problem and my aunt was rather consigned about my looks than the fact that I’m getting ripped out of the life I just got, I finally fit-in with the rest of the girls and she was bothered about my eye color.
Waking up with a different color of eyes from what you slept in is serious but looking skinnier than ever In the most scandalous way humanly possible was an elite feeling, my revelation was far beyond my comprehension and I figured something is changing.
Aunt Anne walked into my room looking lost that morning, I could tell she was worried, for someone who barely works and settles all our financial issues, worrying should not be on her to-do list.
She sat down beside me and felt the warmth of my skin, which apparently glows. You’re finally our daughter, she exclaimed.
Your initiation process will start later at night but as for now I want you to cancel all your plans and endeavor to stay in all day, the whole coven will be here in time for the process, do well to assist as to hasten the preparations.
‘Aunty what’s going on? I asked or rather, demanded;
I was quite confused to differentiate between those two disturbing tones but my message was relayed, her cold eyes wandered in my now blue eyes and immediately I understood.
I got my blood, I know my bloodline, I saw my family tree and most importantly I felt the powers I could posses surging through my veins, in complete ecstasy I asked; Aunty, why didn’t you tell me? I could handle being an orphan or getting picked from the woods but this piece of information is far too vital to keep.
Aunty Anne was always graceful and confident, you will never mistake her for some secret mastermind but there was some twist to her, she was far too refined for someone who lives and lead a middle class life.
“I couldn't afford to tell you”, her reply was rather subtle than her normal tone, I swallowed the gulp of saliva down my oesophagus because I was quite dehydrated from worrying and handling my anxiety.
Later that evening everything was set, it was more of an in-house baptism, we had candles, scented herbs and above all our dinner table was set in the most eloquent way possible, this wasn’t the initiation ceremony I saw on tv or what the church made me believe.
This is the most elite social event I’ve attended this year, I said smiling even tho I was scared of the outcome of this initiation and how it will completely alter me.
There were a lot of thoughts; I was thinking about the inaccuracy of the movies I fervently consumed, the tales I heard about witches and the supreme craft.
I also wondered if I will be ordered to permanently leave school and now live in the dark and dusty shadows basking in infinite poverty and penury.
Look they are here!!!!
Aunty Anna exclaimed, the first visitor was quite overdressed in my opinion, she was slim, tall and above all extremely feminine, her grace was unmatched and her date was similar but with an ankle tattoo, I sat at the host table as everyone joined me.
My expectations got crumbled as this was the most civil dinner I could ever recall, it was just eating, passing of meals and short conversations about work and recent developments, they spoke lightly about politics while I sat there trying to maintain my grace and balance.
Dinner was quite delicious, a random man spoke, in the midst of his unorthodox appeal I tried not to smile as he was extremely handsome, I was told to step out and the initiation process began, they seem to know more of me than I do myself, they communicated without speaking and within a certain time frame I could tell what they were saying-
The cold wind engulfed me and the stinging sensation took over my body, I felt intoxicated, empty and for some time it felt like I was drowning. I cried and I said a name-