Author: Yumicho

Divine Desires Kate’s POV The rising sun’s warmth woke me gently, a surprising change from my usual mornings. A strange anticipation replaced my typical grogginess, leaving me buzzing with energy. It seemed the tumultuous past few days had aligned my inner rhythms with the natural world. Yesterday’s events replayed in my mind as I lay…

The Silent Shift Cyrus’s POV As the first light of dawn broke through the thin curtains of my room, I stretched and listened to the quiet of the house. It was a calm I had come to appreciate in the mornings before everyone woke up. Yet, today felt different. There was an unease in the…

Power Play Kate’s POV After a light lunch, I joined Cyrus and Marcus for more training. I had changed into a newly bought pair of black yoga pants and a snug black crop top. They had warned me that today would involve learning basic self-defense moves so I wouldn’t be completely helpless while I continued…

Liar Liar Kate’s POV I woke to the muted sounds of clashing steel and heavy breaths filtering through my open window. The first light of dawn crept through the curtains, casting a warm glow across my room. I stretched, feeling surprisingly well-rested for someone who typically hated early mornings. Curiosity got the better of me,…

Nighttime Daydreams Kate’s POV Later that night, the house was covered in a peaceful silence, the kind that only comes after a long, exhausting day. The air was still filled with the faint scent of the Paprikás we had for dinner, mingling with the comforting aromas of old wood and fresh linens. I sat on…

Breaking Barriers Cyrus’s POV I was sprinting through a dark, seemingly endless corridor. Kate’s voice echoed ahead, begging for help. “Cyrus, please!” Her voice was filled with fear and desperation, each word a stab to my heart. I pushed myself to run faster, my legs burning with effort, but the corridor stretched on without end.…

Red Marks Cyrus’s POV The first thing I noticed when I woke up was the warmth. Despite the cold, damp cellar floor beneath us, I felt wrapped in comforting heat. My eyes fluttered open to find Kate still asleep, her head resting on my chest. Her ponytail had come undone at some point during yesterday’s…

Night Terrors Kate’s POV The oppressive energy from outside pressed against the cabin, a tangible force that made the air heavy and difficult to breathe. Cyrus’s tense stance and the erratic flickering of the wards spoke volumes. Danger was imminent. I could feel a knot forming in my stomach, mirroring his unease. The shadows outside…

Shelter and Shadows Kate’s POV Stepping into the cabin, I exhaled a breath I didn’t realize I was holding. The hike through the dense forest had been tense, every snap of a twig setting my nerves on edge. But the sight of the shimmering barrier around the cabin brought a wave of relief. Here, we…

Night’s End Cyrus’s POV The next morning, after a night of tossing and turning that left me feeling like a rotisserie chicken, I woke early to brace myself for the day ahead. Stepping outside, the cold morning air hit me like a slap to the face, waking me up faster than any coffee could. The…