💫TALES
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HEAVEN✨
{ REBORN FOR YOU}
CHAPTER 6
WRITTEN BY BLACK QUEEN
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★★SIN NATION★★
Blake sat upon his magnificent throne, with bags of gold, diamonds, and sapphires laid out before him. The tranquility of his thoughts was disrupted by the boisterous commotion emanating from Morgana hills.
“You’re still pondering, aren’t you?” Morgana remarked as she approached from behind, gently kneading his shoulders, eliciting a satisfied Mõ@n from Blake.
“I’m at a loss, unsure of what to do! Should I grant him access to the portal?” he pondered aloud, turning to face Morgana, who responded with a knowing smile.
“Playing nice doesn’t always yield rewards. Just allow him access to the portal; who knows what he seeks?” she suggested, prompting a soft sigh from Blake before he rested his head upon her comforting bosom.
“They are remarkably comfortable,” he murmured, closing his eyes.
★★★★
“Give it back!” a young boy, around ten or eleven years old, stomped his foot defiantly as a group of boys snatched his toy away.
“Or what? You’re a loser!” the largest boy among them taunted, shoving him back.
“Or I’ll tell my mom!” the boy retorted, prompting laughter from the others.
“Oh, it’s mommy’s little boy! What are you going to do, Aaron?” one of them jeered, delivering a slap to his head.
“Or else what!?” a cold, menacing voice interjected from behind, causing them to turn in surprise.
“Stay away you little rat, the burly boy warned, but Lilith smirked in response.
“Don’t steal my line; I should be the one saying that,” she retorted, seizing the burly boy by his collar and swiftly swinging him into a nearby trash can, where his head collided with a resounding thud.
“How dare you!” the other two boys exclaimed, attempting to lunge at her. However, she effortlessly caught their hands and delivered swift kicks with her boots, causing them to whimper in pain as they were sent flying.
“Ahhh!” they cried out, retreating in unison, their faces contorted with fear.
“Let’s go; she’s a monster!” they exclaimed, fleeing from the scene in terror.
“Don’t tell me you’re on the verge of tears,” Lilith said, crouching down.
“Thank you, that was incredibly brave,” Aaron expressed his gratitude, rising to his feet.
I’m Aaron, by the way,” he introduced himself, extending his hand for a handshake.
“I know,” Lilith replied, causing Aaron to give her a quizzical look, filled with doubt.
“Have we met before? How do you know my name?” he inquired as they distanced themselves from the scene.
“We crossed paths a very long time ago, many decades ago,” she responded, turning to face him. “I’m delighted to see you again after all this time,” she added, gently cupping his cheeks.
Aaron swallowed hard, captivated by her presence. Her beauty was extraordinary, even though she was disguised as Blake, which only made her all the more special and captivating.
“See you later, Aaron,” she said, beginning to walk away.
“How can you be so sure that we’ll meet?” Aaron asked, and she turned back with a smirk.
“Don’t worry, we’ll meet tomorrow evening at 6:30 p.m.,” she replied, striding away confidently.
“Huh? How did she know that?” he pondered, questioning himself as he took a seat at a nearby coffee shop.
°°°°°
“Oh my gosh, my back is killing me,” Arizona complained as she carried a tray of coffee for the customers.
“Excuse me, I’d like a cappuccino,” someone called out from behind, and she sighed before turning around.
Her jaw dropped when she laid eyes on the handsome, irresistible gentleman before her. He was tall and dashing, with golden hair and alluring red lips. Most importantly, he exuded an air of affluence. He was undeniably wealthy.
“Excuse me, miss,” he snapped his fingers, bringing Arizona back to reality.
“Hello, sir,” she smiled, slightly flustered.
“One cappuccino, please,” he requested, and she nodded.
“I’ll be right back,” she replied, offering a sheepish smile as she walked away.
In the blink of an eye, she bounced back with a cup of Cappuccino coffee, practically teleporting. “Voilà, sir!” she exclaimed, presenting him with his precious brew.
“Thanks,” he replied, flashing a smile so dazzling it could blind astronauts.
He settled into his seat, and Arizona found herself unable to peel her eyes off him.
“Snap out of it!” one of her coworkers snapped, and she rolled her eyes so hard they almost fell out.
“He’s here all the time, and his beauty is like a stubborn rash,” another coworker chimed in, earning a nod of agreement from Arizona.
“He’s so stunning. I wish I could snatch him as my boyfriend,” she sighed dreamily, biting her lower lip until it turned redder than a baboon’s bottom.
“Keep dreaming, honey. That ain’t happening with your current face,” the resident meanie fired back with a dose of mean-spiritedness.
“Wh@tëver, my shift’s over, but my eyes just won’t quit him,” she sighed in resignation.
As soon as the guy finished his coffee, Arizona grabbed her belongings and bolted up. “Bye, guys!” she waved frantically before sprinting out.
“Did you enjoy the coffee?” she asked him, her heart doing the macarena.
“Not when it’s made by an absolute beauty like you,” he replied, causing her cheeks to turn redder than a ripe tomato.
She quickly turned away, hoping he didn’t notice her tomato impression.
Just a few steps away, Draven stood by his car, about to embark on his journey. His gaze shifted and he frowned upon seeing Arizona.
“That good-for-nothing troublemaker,” he muttered to himself.
“Boss, you’re leaving again?” Trevor inquired, puzzled by Draven’s sudden change of plans.
“I’ve got something to take care of. You go ahead,” he responded, slipping into his car.
He drove up and stopped near the entrance, where Arizona was having a chit-chat.
“What’s that devil doing here!?” she exclaimed when she caught sight of him.
“I guess it’s time for me to hit the road,” the guy said, heading off.
“Ugh! Must you appear at all times?” Arizona groaned, and he managed to give a slight smile.
“What!? It’s not my fault you attract nothing but bad luck,” he quipped, leaving her stunned.
“Oh, please! You’re the one with bad luck. That handsome gentleman, just left because of your cursed face,” she shot back, strutting away.
Draven slowly maneuvered his car, closing in on her.
“So, you think he’s better than me, huh?” he raised an eyebrow, but Arizona remained tight-lipped.
“Need a lift?” he offered, and Arizona turned around.
“Never!!! I would sooner ride a donkey than get in your car,” she retorted, her frown deepening as she sped up her pace.
“So be it,” he muttered to himself.
With a snap of his fingers, her skirt ripped at the back.
“What on earth…” Arizona mumbled, bewildered by her sudden fashion mishap.
“Still want that ride?” he asked, a smirk playing on his lips, and she rolled her eyes so hard they practically did somersaults.
“No biggie. We’ll just grab a cab and call it a day,” she said, nodding her head in determination.
She stood by the road, waiting for a car to pass, but suddenly, the street emptied out. No cars, no trucks, not even a rogue unicycle in sight.
“How on earth are there no cars?” she muttered, bewildered. Just then, Draven couldn’t help but sport a mischievous smirk.
“You still refusing to hop in?” he teased, earning a glare from her.
“Never!” she snapped, picking up her pace.
Using his mind control skills, Draven made her heels go rogue, causing her to stumble and faceplant on the ground. He couldn’t contain his laughter.
“Ahhhhh…. Gosh!!??” she screamed in terror, making Draven burst into more laughter.
“Okay, okay, calm down, you fiery soul!” he chuckled, trying to compose himself. But just as he was about to drive away, Arizona surprised him by grabbing onto the car’s door handle.
“I think I’ve had a change of heart,” she declared, looking away.
“Really!? What on earth made you change your mind?” he inquired, raising an eyebrow, while she blinked innocently and avoided eye contact.
“Don’t ask questions, just chauffeur me home,” she replied, opening the door.
She hopped into the car, and as Draven zoomed off with a triumphant grin on his chilly face, she couldn’t help but mutter, “You mini devil,” while looking out the window.
And in a few minutes they arrived at QUEENSLAND estate and she hopped out glaring at him before she slammed the door walking away.
Draven smiled and licked his lips as he drove back to his house.
~ZHANG MANSION~
As Draven stepped out of his car, he found himself face to face with the very same individual he had encountered at the coffee shop earlier.
“I had no idea you developed an interest in women,” remarked the man, causing a noticeable shift in Draven’s facial expression.
“How dare you set foot in my house?” Draven responded, his voice filled with authority and an icy coldness.
“Why shouldn’t I enter your house? After all, we are brothers,” the man retorted, provoking Draven to the point where his eyes took on a golden hue.
“Keep silent, Landon!” Draven half-yelled, launching himself toward him with astonishing speed.
“Don’t you dare refer to me as your brother!” Draven warned, his voice seething with anger, while Landon couldn’t help but smirk
NIGHT°°° SIN NATION
The room was engulfed in a thick, sinister aura, casting a chilling shadow over everything. Morgana lay on the bed, her naked body entwined by Blake’s hands, but there was no comfort to be found. She tossed and turned, trapped in the clutches of a horrifying nightmare or some malevolent force. Suddenly, her eyes flew open, their once vibrant color replaced by an eerie white, as if she had glimpsed a terrifying glimpse of an unknown and terrifying future. A wave of terror washed over her, and she desperately fought to break free from its suffocating grip.
“No!!… No!!!… No!!!!” Her screams pierced the air, shattering the silence and plunging her back into the harsh reality. Beads of sweat drenched her trembling body, and her heart pounded with an unhinged frenzy.
“What is it!?” Blake exclaimed, gripping her trembling cheeks. “It’s okay… I’m here, okay!” He tried to reassure her, though his voice quivered with his own fear. Hot tears streamed down her face, tracing paths of anguish.
“I… I had a terrible vision!” she gasped, her voice trembling with fear, her gaze locked onto Blake’s, silently begging for solace in the face of the unspeakable horrors that awaited them.
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