Jessica Robinson
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Lucian looked at the woman in his arms. She looked almost dead. What if she had died? He couldn't understand why he was being so cruel to her. Quickly he wrapped her in the blankets he brought and then lifting her head slightly he tried to make her drink some water. She couldn't drink much as she was half-conscious and seemed to slowly drift away. He tried to wake her up. "Hazel, look at me." But her eyes slowly fluttered down and she lost consciousness completely. With a sigh, Lucian placed her…
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Klara was surprised to find Irene like this. She barely recognized her. Irene looked frightening. She was pale, her hair was ragged and her face was covered in tears, but that's not what frightened Klara. It was her eyes. Irene's eyes looked dead, as if her soul had left her body. She stared at Klara yet it seemed she wasn't looking at her, but right through her. Klara wondered what happened so she slowly walked inside. "Irene?" she called hesitantly. When she got no reply she approached Irene…
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"Where are we going?" Klara asked as she followed Roshan through the dark woods. "You will see once we get there." He said. Late at night, in the woods, alone without a weapon and with a man who could fight ten men on his own was maybe not a great idea after all. Klaras began to calculate all the possible ways she could defend herself if he ever tried to do anything. "What did you do to the guards?" she asked. While they were escaping she noticed that all the guards lay unmoving on the…
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The world went suddenly still around Lucian and the only thing he could hear was his name echoing through the silence. He wasn't sure if he heard it right or if it was all in his head. How could she know his name? His real name. Slowly he turned around, his heart beating erratically inside his chest. Hazel still held onto his arm and her eyes swirled with so many emotions and unanswered questions. Lucian had his own unanswered questions. Who was this woman and how did she know his name? "My name is…
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"I am your wife." I was shocked by my own words as if I didn't say them myself but got possessed by someone else. Even though the man in front of me looked nothing like Lucian, every nerve in my body told me it was him. His voice, his scent, the way he had kissed me and how he made my heart race and my body tingle. It had to be Lucian, but the way he was looking at me now as if I was a complete stranger broke my heart. Maybe it wasn't him after all, but why was my gut telling me otherwise. No, Lucian…
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Who are you? That was the question Roshan asked himself as he stared at his reflection. He didn't recognize himself anymore. He was thinking way too much, caring way too much that he began to worry. Worrying was not his thing either. What was wrong with him these days? Since he met the Viking princess he had been unable to think of anything else but her. Every day since she left Roshan had watched her, spending her days alone in her room where her brother had locked her up. He had found a suitable…
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Lucian tried to pay attention to what his brother was saying but his mind kept drifting back her, the maid who had spilled tea on him. For some strange reason he had felt a sting of pain when Jade had slapped her and when her eyes welled with tears, anger filled his chest. But why he couldn't' understand. He certainly didn't know her and he couldn't say he felt attracted to her. Or did he? She didn't look attractive to him. She was too thin for his taste, almost as if she had been starved. Her hair was…
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What was this feeling? This scent? It was so...so familiar. This whole situation felt so familiar that it was almost scary. Before I could understand what was happening someone grabbed me by the arm and pushed me back so hard I almost fell backward. "Are you blind?" A woman with long braids dressed in a military attire glared at me looking furious. Staggering backward I grabbed onto the handrail as to not fall. "Look at what you have done." She said turning to the man who had saved me. "Are you…
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"My lady, His Highness has requested your presence." "You may leave," I said as my hands began to sweat and my heart began to hammer inside my chest. I had spent the whole night plotting my revenge, thinking of different ways to kill Pierre. None of them seemed satisfying enough. Death was too small a punishment. But I couldn't give him the punishment he deserved. This was all I could do. I looked at myself one last time in the mirror. I chose a beautiful peach dress that complimented my skin and…
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It was late at night and Lucian lay on his bed, unable to sleep. Something bothered him. Was it the fact that he was going back home? Or the fact that John and his family believed that he was a witch? It was more likely that he was the devil's son than a witch, he thought. Leaving the room Lucian decided to go out for a while. The wind was cold and blew his hair onto his face. As he drew his hair back he thought about cutting it. Having it this long would only make people suspect him of being royalty or…
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