Novels by Morpheus

Kapittel 7VanessaI got my books faster than expected and arrived at my class on time with the cost of my legs shaking and lungs burning. Running from one building to another and taking stairs to the fourth floor was a sport since the building's elevator was only exclusive to instructors and Student Council Officers, per se the student handbook. Luckily, there wasn't much effort for an explanation to Mr. Boro, the math instructor was already expecting me in his class and he was the one who introduced me to the class so I only stood on the platform, in front of my new classmates while staring at the wall until he told me where to sit, at the back, beside a brown-haired ebony girl with the sleeves of her uniform rolled up to her shoulders and face wearing a welcoming smile."Hi! I'm Georgia but I prefer being called Georgie," she introduced herself cheerfully as she of

Morpheus' Note: This is the song featured in this chapter is The Day You Said Goodnight by Hale. I love this song totes and oh, please answer the question at the end of the chapter! Kapittel 6VanessaEver since Dad died, I have been restless. I can't take a good sleep since I'm haunted with nightmares and can't go back to sleep because I become scared of the nightmare coming back again, the nightmare that endlessly flashes the scenes that I'd most lovingly forget over and over again like a broken cassette tape. It renders me to just lay in bed and think of little things and matters which leads to another reason why I can't sleep, I can't control my running, rumbling thoughts that suddenly goes from one small matter that soon turns dark for no reason, and also my uncontrollable mood that sometimes makes me separate logic with my emotions. I've been experie

CHAPTER 5 Vanessa"Honey, dinner's ready," I heard mom said while knocking on the door. Instead of standing up and opening to door for her, I paid no attention and hug my knees tighter, staring blankly at the wall with endless tears in my eyes.I don't know what I'm feeling right now, it's like a combination of anger, sadness, surprise, and disappointment. He was still being the same asshole in the last semester of middle school. I thought that he would at least go back with his old personality and we'd be able to break the wall that separated our long friendship right in that place, at that moment. I thought it was time for healing, forgiving. But, I guess, they were just my assumptions.Sniffing, I reminisced my childhood, my times with the twins and Friso. We used to play in the park's playground, especially in the sandbox and build sand

CHAPTER 4Friso"Drew, honey... wake up... wake up, sweetheart..." Friso groaned outwardly and yanked his mother's hand that was shaking his arm away softly. After that wild party at Exzur's last night, he thinks he deserves a long rest. School won't be a bother, after all, a thick wad of bucks is enough for an instructor to put his name a check on the record, and he has lots and lots of wads of cash. He kept my eyes closed and continued to delve into his deep slumber.He heard his mother groaned for the nth time. A ghost smirk crept into his face. His mother, Allison, finally gave up.

CHAPTER 3VanessaI feel homesick and nostalgic at the same time. I don't know why but I miss our old house but I want to stay here too. Weird. But maybe because I've got too attached to the people my family has met and created friendship with at Washington, especially my gang. Not to mention that dad and I made lots and lots of what I consider as the most memorable days that I miss. While here, in Scarsdale, I've created millennia of childhood memories and relationships that I have forgotten but badly want to revive, especially with Enen and Eccay, my closest childhood friends. Sigh. If only I could live in two places at once.Trying to kiss the morbid combination of feelings away, I raised my tired back, raised my arms, and stretch. Yesterday was tiring, we had a super long

Kapittel 2VanessaIt was a raining heavily, the clouds were thick and grey attacking silent, wet and smelly road with little raindrops while the wind howls and swishes profoundly back and forth. I couldn't be any more annoyed that I'm not helping dad with our financial problems that caused him to sell our car and buy a cheap motorcycle. With a helmet on his head, he held on the clutches tightly, trying to remain his balance with the tires slipping smoothly on the road while I, on the other hand, was only hugging his huge stomach tightly. It was silent, cold trip when I noticed that he accelerated the motorcycle's speed. "Dad, slow d

CHAPTER 5Hades doesn't know what to feel or do, his mind was fully blank upon seeing the pregnancy tester with two red lines. He knows what those lines meant; his quivering lips turned into a thin line. Knowing Allison's pregnant with his child will surely render him completely dazed and surprised, but he knows she isn't. He still remembers that she had her menstrual period the day after the night they made love, he could even recall that he bought tons of pads for her that day, not to mention that he didn't released himself in her.Hades shook his head as he picked up the pregnancy tester from the stinky trash bin. This must've belonged from a friend of hers, he thought as he strode back to his car, but then stiffened when a thought crossed his mind, the sacrament

CHAPTER 4"Yes, Allison?" asked Hades' smooth, velvety, lust-laced voice. She looked at their whole selves once again when her stomach groaned in hunger. Hades released a low chuckle, "Hungry?" his asked with his eyes sparkling in amusement.She nodded, her head hung low, concealing her tomato red face."Come." Allison heard him said as his arm snaked around her waist. He guided her towards the massively soft bed. She shuddered when she felt a weird wet feeling between her legs, stiffening. Hades, seeming to feel her fall rigid, looked at her with worry in his face, "What's wrong, love? Are you not feeling well? Does anything hurt? Do you want me to bring you to the hospital?"

Kapittel 3"Who do we have here?" a velvety voice said as a large man sat on a stool beside her. She turned her head automatically to gaze at the man. Even though the neon lights weren't sufficient to illuminate the darkness of the whole counter, she knew who it was. The man's silhouette and huge frame were more than enough for her to figure out who it was.What is he doing here? She mentally asked herself."Mr. de Vries..." she breathed out his name and she felt him smile as he leaned close to her, causing her breathing to become hitched when she finally had a full view of his Greek god-like face. He was wearing a white dress shirt under a black vest that was freshly spritz with expensive cologne, and was matched w

CHAPTER 2Days have passed since Hades' encounter with Allison. They've only met once but she's tattooed herself in his mind, in his heart. He cannot forget her exotically innocent face that matched her flaring red locks and sweet voice that makes him feel embraced tightly by an odd, warm feeling. As every minute passed by, his mind joins the tick of the clock by constantly thinking of nothing but only her. It makes him insane, very insane. He cannot stop thinking about her every single day, and worse, she even shows up in his dreams!For the sake of his waning sanity, he can't afford for another sleepless week, and his only solution was to see Allison again. He wants to see her. He needs to see her. He's going crazy about her. He's getting insane. He hired a private investigator to search for her profile, stalk her and clandestinely capture pictures of her. He wants to know more about her, more than just her name. He's

CHAPTER 1It was Friday, the day most awaited by most collegian folks because everyone is now able to take a break from a week jam-packed with stress and headaches of college, especially those who are graduating in a few months' time. The weather was purely gloomy. The whole sky was concealed with dark grey, thick clouds, and the wind was strongly blowing against the trees, making the semi-orange leaves loosen their grasp on the thin branches and prance like little ballerinas in the air, slowly falling on the dusty ground. It seems that it was going to rain hard. Every person who was still finishing their work in the university was in a haste, fearing that they would catch the rain, but to Allison, the weather meant nothing. The rain meant nothing. Everything meant nothing.