Chapter 1 Prologue

ROSLYN GALLEMORE

He came into my life like a snake slithering ruthlessly into my most sensitive inner core, instantly and inevitably spreading poison through my veins. And like a total eclipse, the poison engulfed my whole being, fogging my mind and leaving me paralyzed to the bone.

It was no doubt that I was intoxicated by his every touch, every word, and every single glance. And each day that passes by, I fall deeper and my craving for him intensifies to the point I want to have him always inside of me. At first, I did try pushing him away, but as if addicted to a drug, he and I kept coming back for more. It felt so good that my body ached, so alive I could hear my heart pulsed, and so smutty that my innocence surrendered, but so wrong that I ended up hurt, broken, and insecure.

You said it was fate

That I was your mate

Then you say it's all a mistake

But is it really too late?

If there's a chance I'm willing to take

It's my own destiny I'll create

Take my hand, baby; let's escape

To a dream we'll never awake.

KEIRAN REMUS

I saw her walking by

And at once, she caught my eye

But she disappeared without saying goodbye

Years after, I was given the chance to say 'hi'.

I said it was fate

Not knowing the other is my mate

I'm sorry for my mistake

I realized it way too late.

She was my greatest love. The only woman I was ever strongly gravitated towards. Her sweet smile could knock me off my feet, her glistening eyes could render me blind, and her delicate skin could easily make me crumble to my feet. She was my kryptonite, my lover, and friend. She was my everything. Was? Could? Yes, it's because it's all in the past now...

EVELYN GALLEMORE

Or is it really?

'Cuz I still hear you calling her 'baby'

I brush it off, thinking that maybe

We are still truly meant to be

But everyone can see

That I'm starting to look silly

Because obviously

You still love her dearly

I didn't know you were mine until you were stolen from me. I felt betrayed and wronged but what can I do if I'm only your fated mate and not the woman you fell in love with? Should I fight to live for a reason that no longer exists? Or should I give up and have my tombstone presented to you as a gift? If I live, you'll never be free from our innate bond. But if I die, nothing can hold you back anymore. No pain. No more hiding.

EMERIC THORNE

I'm sorry for getting involved in this. It wasn't my choice. For heaven's sake, I wasn't even able to choose between life and death. I was just created. I didn't have the chance to meet my inventor nor do I remember if I've ever gotten myself a family. I didn't pick my life's purpose the moment I woke nor did I have a say in personal matters about my love life and who my enemies will turn out be. I didn't want to kill but ended up having to. I didn't want to hurt but here I am, emotionally scarred for eternity. You, on the other hand, can decide your own fate which is why I envy you so much. Live or die. It's up to you. Cry or fight. Move on or be stuck. You alone can determine your path. Love or hate. The choice is yours and only yours to make. You are your own destiny

Life is yours as much as your own identity

Which is something that causes me jealousy

But it's a motivation for my own entity.

The world spins and it never stops

And every year I see more corpse

I'm trying to save you and I hope it works

I'll do anything no matter what it costs.