Prologue
Hello everyone,
This is my first time, publishing for others to read.
i welcome criticisms and corrections, pls don't hold back.
(Please forgive my typos, I am writing with my phone and I will edit all once the book is completed)
Thanks for the comments and criticisms so far... Love you all, Mwaah
I absolutely love to read almost all types of romance books, and i hope you will love this one.
PLEASE DO NOT TRY TO COPY ANY PART OF MY WORK.
Plagiarism is a Crime.
warning: This book contains Adult content described in detail, violence and some gory details and other elements please proceed with care.
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Ddutchess
January 2021
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Now lets begin..
" I'll spread my wings and I'll learn how to fly
I'll do what it takes 'til I touch the sky
And I'll make a wish, take a chance, make a change
And breakaway.."
" I'll spread my wings and I'll learn how to fly
I'll do what it takes 'til I touch the sky
And I'll make a wish, take a chance, make a change
And breakaway,”
Kelly Clarkson’s voice boomed from the speakers of his radio.
He turned the volume down at the sound of his phone blasting his rather embarrassing ringtone.
Hastily, answering the call, at the sight of the caller id.
"Hello, little one" he said to his sister, smiling to himself at the nickname he called her, knowing how much she disliked it.
“Frederick!” she wailed, sounding exasperated and out of breath, "Thank the goddess I could reach you,
I don't have much time left"
His smile faltered. “Rebecca where is your mate?", he abruptly parked at the side of the road, his heart beating as he waited for her response.
"Frederick please, there's no time to explain, please just listen to me, listen carefully."
At the sound of her desperate plea, he nodded , forgetting that she couldn't see him, but was quiet as she mumbled hastily.
"We are under attack, but Lyla is on her way to you, she would arrive in two or three hours.
please pick her up at the Border office,She will give you the necessary guardian papers" she finished, breathing heavily against the receiver.
He remained silent.
“Freddy?” she questions, worried at the silence that lingered on his end.
“Hmnn?”
"Please take care of my little girl and tell her that ... George and I both love her, very very much.
I can't say more and I have to go, I love you brother. Be good"
"Always," he said as the line went dead, Letting out a muffled scream that echoed in the confines of his car, fresh tears streaming down his face at the prospect of his losing his sister.
Hours later, he had picked up the young girl from the border transport office, filled the guardianship papers and was on his way home.
His little niece was a very pretty ten year old, he thought to himself as he watched her tiny frame, snuggled into the back seat of his car, sleeping soundly.
He'd noticed the dried streak of tears on her cheeks, when he picked her up.
She had been crying and must be unhappy with her parents for sending her away.
Little Lyla, wasn't prepared for the life they'd left her to live in.
