The Pleasure of Nobody by Crystal Fox (books to read in your 20s female txt) 📕

of the woods. I spent so much of my life in the woods. When I am here, I feel like I am standing with my brothers, ready to take on the battles.


It was getting dark and we where close to the well that the demons emerge from.


My men kept fighting, The lines disappearing in the dark of my men. A boy came up behind me and I pushed my steal blade into his skin and through his muscles until I tore through his heart, when he fell down and his blood on the earth as well as my blade, as he fell to the ground I heard him gasped, as I looked at his face, he was too young. The next attacker came to me, I stepped back and threw my sword in the air, the steal clanged against each other, he had me on the ground and his weight on top of me, I pushed the back of my sword into his arm and heard every little bone break as he cried out. I pushed my feet up and kicked him off of me, I took my bladed and dragged it across his neck, his head rolling on the ground. I fought until I though I was only dreaming about the men who ran towards me with blood on there blades and anger in there eyes. Who look so much like me, with the hatred showing on there bare skin.


When it was done and over with I couldn't breath anymore, I was not out of breath I just simply did not breath, it smelled to bad, then I panicked, I ran. Into the forest and through the streams, under the fallen logs and into the swell of the earth. I ran away from hope, and I ran away from pain, and when both are taken from you, what the hell do you have left? I heard a woman's screams. Out here in the woods, in a place so close to battle grounds.


That’s when I found her.


They had her trapped. Three against one in a battle. They where stronger than her, solders and one man held her down easy while one ripped her shoes off. The other one was trying to undo the top of her dress. She was crying. The man holding her was leaning up against the tree with his arms under her to hold her back, and had on hand over her mouth. She was screaming into his palm while he spit on her and clawed at her with his other hand. He removed his hand and the man untying her dressed kissed her hard on the mouth and then slapped her across the face hard, she cried out. she kicked him and he fell to the ground.


I ran up to the man on the ground and grabbed his hair, pulling him back and then twisting his body so he was lying on the ground, I pushed his face into the floor of the forest hard, his face broke. I pounded his face into the earth until the blood was pouring. Until he was unidentifiable.


Another one of her men came at me while the one who held her was trying to drag her away. I hit him and he took my sword and slit my throat. I went blank.


Ivy

Three months later, Ivy


"I am going outside!" I called to Gabriel as I left our room. I got a chuckle and a okay back from him. I held my basket in my hand and was dresses in my best dress. My hair was pulled up in a timeless fashion.

"Ivy!" Gabriel called.

"Huh?" I yelled behind my shoulder.

"Want me to come with you?"

"No! I am good, thanks though."

"Okay be safe, love you."

"Love you," I turned at the end of the hallway and out the door to the garden, I like to pick fresh flowers for our room every week. life was to different for me now. I no longer lived with my stepmother, I lived with Gabriel's family, I didn't work as a slave, I have slaves working for me. And I'm happy. I have people here who love me and take care of me. I have Gabriel who lets me do what ever I want to, and I spend most of my time with him cause that's is what I want. but he has to much work to do. I usually just watch him.

I never thought that this would ever be my life, having a fresh start with no worries, something I never thought could happen to any one.

The flowers spill out their sweet sent of honey and spice and I only pick the ones with the best scent, roses are my usual but I want to surprise him and get something different. Something that has a bittersweet smell to it you can't identify and only god knows the exact scent. The bushes are covered in buds that are slowly turning to beautiful things. Mysteries they are. They just come and go and are never seen again, but they always leave something behind to make the next one even more astonishing.

I grabbed one and placed it in the basket, more and more followed. It never take long to fill it up. I kept grapping flowers.

then I felt something around my waist, arms.

"What are you doing?" I heard his chuckle in my ear, his slow sweet breathing.

"picking flowers, I thought I told you that you didn't have to come with me,"

" I got bored. Want me to leave?"

"No, I like company sometimes," I turned my face up to kiss him quickly. "but if you make me mad you better leave me alone, or I might hurt you,"

"you would never hurt me,"

"then I will hurt some one else, you don't want that do you?"

"oh god no, don't hurt them," he chuckled. then let go of me and grabbed my hand, we walked.

Sometimes in the dark we walked as I picked flowers, sometimes we walked to get now where but lost, then walk to get back to the house. We walk a lot. And I feel loved when we walk, he could be doing anything else, but yet he is getting lost with me, and talking. We talk about his life, how he has been alive since 1114, how much the world has changed, how much he hates the fast changes. But he likes the change in his life that brought me him, even if it was a little fast. I laugh a lot now. It scares me sometimes, I never laughed so much. Then at times I love it. He pulled my face to his with his hands gripping my cheeks, this was no normal kiss, this was almost a promise, his tongue gently traced my lips before he bit down on them, I gasped, my eyes widen, then it was over and I realized it was not a promise, but an apology.

"You know what?" he asked me. His grey eyes glimmering as I laid my head against his shoulder.

" What?"

"One day we are going to keep walking and never come back. One day we will have completely different life's, wake up and wonder when it changed. Then not be able to remember. One day we are going to wake up to the sound of babies crying and little hands shaking us. We won't miss a thing about our life now, cause I swear we will have something better. I will give you something better than what you have now. I swear. What do you want Ivy, tell me." he told me.

"I want," I began, then started thinking hard about the question. "All I want is a promise that we have a future together. I want to know that you will never leave me alone some where to get back inside my head, then set me free of myself again when you find me. But when you find me I might not be the same as I am now."

"I would miss that. Not being with the same you. I set you free? Of what?

"Everything, now I realize I have purpose. I use to believe i had no reason, that is cause i was stuck in my head. I am free now." we walked to a cliff. the sat down. "If their is one place that I would not mind dying, it is here." I told him, he looked at me with wonder.

"Why here?"

"cause of it's beauty. When I leave I want to looking at the two most beautiful things in my life, you and the sun rise."

"you have seen the sun rise before?"

"yes once when I was little, never do it again, the blistered hurt for weeks. But I remember so clearly of they way it looked. I wish I could see it again." I showed him a scar i have on the back of my hand from the sun. He took my hand with so much tenderness and