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Error Of The World

"Fuck, its so hot." Ken wiped the sweat from his forehead as he looked up the sun, looking like it was closer than usual. "This is not normal." He was coming back from his shopping trip, it was pay day and he wanted to buy a new gaming laptop for months. "Once I get home, I am locking myself in my room and turning on the a/c for hours while gaming." Just thinking about it made the heat more bearable. His house was coming into view now, all he had to do was cross the road but, "Dammit, why are there so many cars when its this hot!" He used a paper to cool himself down even just a little. He waited and waited but the cars just kept coming, there was no end to it. "Ok, this is just ridiculous, there is usually not many cars passing through our little town, what the hell-" He looked to his right and knew why there were so many cars rushing in the opposite direction. "Holy shit!" He dropped his 40k credit laptop and ran in the opposite direction at full speed, though his full speed was laughable as he was never active, he was a shut in who did his work online. He pulled whatever strength his body could muster up. "Fuck fuck fuck, what the hell is going on!" He was already out of breath but he knew, stopping meant death. He looked back again and saw the heatwave rushing at him, killing all the things in its path. He pushed his body further, almost tripping multiple times, even blood started coming from his mouth, the heat was already affecting him, even from far away. "Hah hah hah hah, think, think, think dammit." He spotted the lake where him and his friends always swam for fun. It was not that deep but it was his only option, the heatwave was getting too close. He pushed himself one more time, reaching the lake and jumping in.
Mysticscaler · 2.4K Views

Entwined: Stuck in Her Grip

◾ SYNOPSIS◾ He stood motionlessly, his cloth dripping of excess muddy liquid, his gaze fixed on the retreating petite figure, riding away on her bicycle. His face was as phlegmatic as ever, his icy stare lingering on the lucky lass. "Just say the word, Zay", his friend nudged. An almost inaudible sigh escaped his lips. He dug his finger into his hair, ruffling it a bit. He turned around and walked towards his car, not even sparing his friend a glance. As soon as he gets in, he shuts the car door, placing his head on the car's head rest while closing his eyes. His men understood the message and put down their guns. Jove shook his head and turned to walk to the car. "It's your first time, dude. What the heck happened?" He asked, walking into the car. "Take the wheels, Damon." His mesmerizing yet cold voice rang, ignoring Jove's question. Jove sighed dramatically and leant back on the seat, bringing out his phone - he was used to his best friend already. Zayde Stoll was the name. His name alone triggered lots of emotions - love, admiration, fear, hatred and every other feelings one could possibly have. He was dangerously handsome; an exact opposite of his real self. At 25, he already was the world's youngest billionaire, having the least number of ten companies in each country. His name made great men fall to their knees and everyone wondered how his fame grew that much. He was known to be eerily cold and he killed without second thoughts. He only needed to say the word and whoever would drop at his feet. He was a real description of a merciless demigod and people shook when he entered college. Jove was his best friend and the only person he talks to aside his Dad, despite their very striking differences. Jove complimented his name - he was one hell of a jovial person and really cheerful...but the heck, he was the world's biggest player. Although he condemned the manner with which Zayde handled his victims, he knew he couldn't do anything about it, having known Zayde since childhood. "Damon! You want to kill us?!" Jove suddenly yelled, yanking off the earpiece he had on. He had fallen back on impulse from the near death crash they barely escaped. He glanced at Zayde, a mistake at first, because the latter never acted like something just happened. His men kept stoic faces too, leaving him dumbfounded. "Am I the only living thing in this car? Because Damon almost sent us to our earliest graves and none of you will f**cking tell me you didn't see that!" Jove yelled. He was this close to being infuriated. Damon chuckled loudly. "It was only a mistake", he said with a shrug. "Yeah, a mistake that would've marked an end to my beautiful life", he said bluntly, his voice unable to mask the sarcasm. "You should be shameless at times, Jove." Boris said, turning back to look at Jove. Just then, Zayde put on his headphone with a slightly irritated huff, a clear indication everyone were disturbing him. They all shut up at once, returning to their previous activities. "You'll watch them kill me one day." Jove mumbled, sinking down into the seat.
Astra_Qilla · 7.9K Views
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