Poems

profile/1558FB_IMG_16004454807980535.jpg
Barshika
Married To The Devil's Son Volume 1 Chapter 1
~9.0 mins read
My entire life, I had been preparing for this day. I always knew that I was never going to be able to choose whom to marry because I am a woman and a princess. I don't have the right to choose. Hell, I don't have any rights at all. My opinions and feelings don't matter to anyone, not even my own family.

In fact, my father sees me as a tool to gain more power, to create an alliance with the Kingdom of Decresh - a very powerful Kingdom - by marrying me off to one of their princes.

"For a prince and princess, the kingdom comes first," Father said. "Your desire for something comes after."

Yeah right, it could for a prince, but not for Princess. If a prince married for alliance and didn't like his wife he could just marry another. Usually, most of them had several wives and mistresses, but for a princess the story was different. There's nothing she can do. She just had to please her husband and watch as he marries other women when he gets bored with her. I felt my blood boil, but now was not the time to get angry.

Leaving all the bad thoughts behind me, I studied myself in the mirror. My maids had spent hours preparing me, making me look more beautiful than I was. I was wearing a white and golden dress, my brown hair was combed back beautifully with golden hairpins in the shapes of flowers and leaves. The makeup was perfect, the only problem was the jewelry. They were beautiful but heavy, now that I was wearing a lot of them. I was already feeling weak because of nervousness, or was it fear? I didn't know, but I was feeling sick. There was a knot in my stomach that refused to go away no matter how hard I tried to calm down.

"My lady, don't you like the dress?" Lydia asked.

Lydia and Ylva, my handmaids, have been taking care of me since I was a little girl. They were the only ones I could talk to. I would miss them once I left.

"No, I love it. It's beautiful." I tried to smile but failed.

Lydia could see the fear on my face.

"Everything is going to be alright," She told me. "Don't listen to the rumors, they are nothing but just that. Maybe your husband is a nice man" She tried to sound positive but I could hear the doubt in her voice.

Not that I believed the rumors, but they did affect me. I wasn't scared because people said that he was the devil's son, they couldn't be speaking literally. They were probably referring to his personality, that he maybe was a liar, a tempter, a murderer, manipulative or that he was just pure evil and that's what scared me.

A knock on the door interrupted my thoughts, and shortly after a court lady came in.

"My lady, it's time." She informed.

I descended the stairs, careful not to fall or stumble, but it was hard with the long dress and the heavy jewelry. I was relieved when there were only a few steps left, but just then I stepped on my dress and stumbled forward, almost falling before a strong arm came around my waist and saved me ruining myself on my wedding day.

Straightening myself I looked up to see who it was. Who had dared to touch a princess like that? Not that I minded, I was just curious.

Looking up, my eyes met a pair of golden eyes. No, wait! Not golden, they had the color of flames or the lava from a volcano. I had never seen eyes like that before.

"Are you alright My Lady?" Asked the man in front of me with a frown.

If I had knots in my stomach before, now suddenly I had butterflies as I gazed into his eyes.

Who was this man? I had never seen him before. He was tall, broad-shouldered and his thick raven black hair fell over his shoulders down to his waist. You could tell from the clothes that he was royalty. Could he be one of the royalties who came to attend my wedding?

"Yes, yes... I am... I am fine My Lord." I replied.

"My Lady," He bowed elegantly before turning around and leaving.

"That's one good looking man." Ylva pointed as I stared at his back while he walked away.

Yes, I thought to myself. Very good looking but I was getting married and didn't have the luxury to look at other men.

"Shall we?" I asked but Lydia and Ylva were too occupied to hear what I said. They kept following him with their gaze until he was out of sight.

I snapped my finger in front of their face to wake them up. "Yes, yes My lady. Let's go." They hurried to say.

The ceremony would begin with a greeting exchange between the bride and the groom and their families. I gave the guard a nod and he informed my presence, then motioned for me to enter.

Lydia and Ylva gave me a reassuring smile before I left them behind to walk inside. Now I was all on my own.
Taking a deep breath I strode into the hall carefully and immediately all heads turned to look at me. I walked with my head high but kept my gaze low, only looking at the floor until I reached the throne where my father was sitting with my mother next to him. While greeting them I felt my legs tremble.

Mother smiled at me nervously but my father just gestured for me to sit down at a table nearby. He was unbothered by the fact that he was marrying me off to a prince rumored to be the devil's son.

Ignoring my father I smiled at my mother then went to my seat. I could feel everyone's eyes on me, some stared at me with pity and others with repulsion as if it was my fault that I was getting married to whomever I was getting married to. They should blame my father not me.

After a while, the guard informed the groom's presence and everyone turned their attention from me to the door. The room went quiet as the guests waited for the groom to enter. I, on the other hand, looked down quickly and rubbed my hands together nervously as I felt the knots in my stomach return. I wanted to look up but I was afraid.

What if I didn't like what I saw? What if the rumors were true? Would he have red eyes and long nails, and maybe even black horns on his head? Don't be ridiculous, I told myself and decided to take a look.

Slowly I glanced at the door as my heart hammered inside my chest and almost gasped when the groom entered.

Wait!

This was the man from earlier with the golden eyes. He couldn't be the groom, could he?

The guests stared at him surprised as well and began to whisper hysterically into each other's ears. They must have been expecting someone with black horns to enter the room and not some tall, elegant looking man.

Not the least bothered by the whispers or stares he walked gracefully toward my father, taking each step with confidence.

"Your Majesty," he said bowing slightly.

I dropped my jaw, so did the guests. No one bowed slightly to the king. This man was truly fearless and being disrespectful toward my father. I already got a bad feeling about him. Not because I thought my father deserved any kind of respect but because he was so daring with his actions already.

He must have noticed people's reactions; it was so obvious, but he didn't seem to care. My father, on the other hand, didn't react, he just gestured toward me.

As I saw him turn to me I looked down quickly, then heard the clicking sound of his footsteps as he neared before sitting on the other end of the table, facing me.

He didn't utter a word. Wasn't he supposed to greet me or at least tell me his name? I don't think father ever told me his name but I don't think I gave him the chance either. I had fought and cried the day father told me he was marrying me off to some stranger, but my father was stubborn and had already made up his mind.

"Today we are gathered to celebrate my daughter's wedding to the prince of the Decresh," Father began to speak once everyone was seated. He raised his golden wine cup, "Let the ceremony begin, and enjoy yourselves."

People clapped while dancers and musicians walked in to entertain the guests. People seemed to be enjoying themselves. I, of course, couldn't see since I was supposed to keep my gaze down, because 'that's what a lady should do'. Well then, I hate being a lady.

"Don't you like the music?" He finally asked breaking the awkward silence. I peeked through my long lashes, but once I gazed into his eyes it was hard to look away. They were captivating.

"I do Your Highness," I replied.

"What do you have in store for the tea ceremony?"

Oh no! The tea ceremony! That was the traditional part of the royal wedding where the bride has to show one of her talents to entertain the guests and impress the groom. Hell with impressing. I didn't want to impress anyone, especially not this man.

"It is a surprise, Your Highness," I said, sending him a staged smile.

I was sitting in a chair in the middle of the room, everyone's attention directed at me. It was time for the tea ceremony. The guests would sit and enjoy their tea while I would have to entertain them.

I took up my flute before lightly putting it on my lips, and started playing. Soon my nervousness disappeared. I loved playing the flute, loved the sound of it. Closing my eyes, I let the sound take me far away, to a peaceful place. Now and then I would hear some people praising me through my haze and then they applauded when I was done.

Opening my eyes I found him staring directly at me. He wasn't applauding but there was a hint of a smile on his face.

Now it was time for the gift exchange. We exchanged our gifts, and then it was time for me to go to my new home. The knot in my stomach returned with such intensity that I felt like throwing up.

Mother came up to me while father spoke to my husband. Husband? The word sounded strange in my head. She took my hands in hers. "Everything is going to be fine," she said, "just remember what I told you".

Yes, I remembered very clearly our mother and daughter talk. To be a good wife, to listen to your husband and to not make him angry.

"Yes, I will," I said, enveloping her in a tight hug. I wasn't supposed to, but right now I didn't care because I might never see her again.

The carriage was waiting outside. The prince, or should I say, my husband led the way. I looked behind me one last time and found Lydia and Ylva standing on the balcony, their cheeks wet with tears.

"I will miss you too," I whispered
.
.
.
.
.
Don't forget to follow me for more exciting stories
And message me if you need me to post the chapter 2 of the story


profile/2322Screenshot_20211203-0009152.png
Gistloverz
The Ants And The Grasshopper
~0.8 mins read
In this article, I will be telling you on of my favorite and interesting story. At the end of the story you will tell me what you learnt.

The title of my story is the ant and the grasshopper.

One bright day in late autumn a family of ants were bustling about in the warm sunshine, drying out the had stored during the summer, when a starving grasshopper has fiddle under his arm came up and dully begged for food to eat.

What!! said the ants in suprise. haven't you stored anything away for winter? What in the world were you doing last summer?

"I didn't have time to store up any food", whined the grasshopper, "I was so busy making music that before I knew it summer was gone."

The ants struggled their shoulder in disgust.. Making music were you?" they cried. "Very well now dance!" And they turned their backs on the grasshopper and went on with their work".

Moral lesson: There is a time for work and a time for play. 

profile/1728FastSave
GistWavesNaija
My Bad Boy In Disguise Episode 8
~6.4 mins read
My Bad Boy in Disguise 👑 👓

💖💖💖Chapter Eight 💖💖💖

You are the driver of your own life don't let anyone steal your sit. 
👓 👓 👓 👓 Ashley P. O. V 👓 👓 👓 👓 

   "Would you at least stop staring at me Beverly ". I say once we are inside our room. 
  "Not until you tell me if you and Pascal are dating!? "Beverly shouted in excitement holding my hand as she spin me around. 
   "Finally my bestie isn't cursed, she now has a boyfriend! " Beverly sings out loud in a terrible high pitched voice. 
  "Oh God Beverly, we aren't dating we are just friends! Mere harmless friends. Stop getting your fake hopes high cause its not gonna work out". I spelt it for her word by word. 
   "Damn it girl, you should have kissed the guy. He has eyes for you and only for you. " she says making kissy face and sound 
  "Ewww! Gross! " I stated laughing as I head for the restroom while the crazy girl is behind me. 
            *-*-"-"-*-*-*-*-"-"-*-
   "Come on wake up sleepy head! We are late for breakfast! " I shouted removing the blanket from Beverly's body. 
   "Ash leave me alone, I wanna sleep ". She murmured covering her body well. 
  "I don't wanna miss there tasty food". I say dragging one of her leg out of the bed. When I had succeed on moving half of her body out of the bed but it turned out to her head to her waist touching the floor while her legs on the bed. 
  Did I forget to mention that Beverly looks like a monster while sleeping, her hair shattered all over, drool is the comer of her cheek, she sleeps like a frog half of her eyes open. 
   Just in time an idea pop in my head I quickly grabbed my phone click a picture of her, the bed is so a tangled and out of shape. Smiling for a job well done perfect position and perfect background for a nice pic. 
   " Hey Bev! See what have got? And am gonna show it to the boys especially Daniel ". I said in a devilish voice laughing. And I got her attention now, she woke up and her eyes meet the screen of my phone seeing her very own pic. 
   "What the fuck Ash!!! "She exclaimed trying to grab the phone, to late I was fast I quickly hid the phone behind me laughing. 
   "Now listen and listen if you don't get your lazy butt up and go shower I will show everyone this awesome pic". I threatened with a serious face but only I know I am acting. 
  "Okay! Alright am going now but don't you dare spoil my beautiful image in the eyes of the guys". She says putting her hand up in defeat as she head straight to the bathroom. 
   "And you have only ten minutes to bath and get dressed ". I informed showing her the time. 
  "Ash that's not fair, I promise you will pay for this ". She informed finally closing the door to shower. 
    At last we made it to the hall twenty minutes LAST!!. The hall was full everyone is having there breakfast, as we stepped in everyone becomes silent, looking at us. This is the kind of stuff I hate, when all of the attention is on you. 
  The boys spotted us and called us, so sweet of them they kept seats for us. A seat was kept for me near Pascal I know the guys are having stupid ideas now., when I sat I spot someone at the left hand side of Pascal I almost didn't recognize her. Her face all dolled up and baked up. 
  "Hi guys ". I say smiling at them. 
  "Hello Ashley ". Daniel says. 
"Good morning Ashley ". Sebastian says 
   "Hey Ashley ". Jake says all to me as they grin. 
    "Hello friend, how was your night? Hope you dreamt of me? " Pascal ask smiling, I couldn't help but notice how handsome he is, he scents like spray, aftershave, spice and musk male scent combined. His hair still looks wet and shiny, and well combed probably out of the shower. 
   I had spaced our, Beverly kicked me under the table to get my attention. 
   "Oh Hi Pascal, my night was fine ". I manage to say all in one breath, he grinned at me which made my stomach flip. 
  "Look what we have here, is the mute. " Priscilla says laughing at me with her slaves for a follower. 
  "I see she came to the camp this time around". One of the slave says as they giggled. 
   I felt so bad as they all mocked me, Beverly wanted to give them the taste of there own medicine, I had to stop her. 
  "That's enough girls ". Pascal spoke shutting them up in surprise. "And that mute's name is Ashley ". He informs looking so serious like he wasn't the guy smiling earlier. 
  Priscilla glared at me angrily before going back to her barely eaten food. 
  "Here have this ". Pascal gives me a tray of breakfast containing Milk, toast, scones, juice, bacon, cake, pancake and many more. 
   "Thanks " I saying as I sip a glass of milk, Beverly winked at me. 
  "Pascal dear I heard we will be heading to the beach after breakfast. Priscilla says holding Pascal arm as she talks smiling. 
   I felt disgusted with her attitude. 
  
  "Yes ". He says with a smirk. 
     "Hope you will be there Ashley? " He ask smiling at me Priscilla looks pretty annoyed as Pascal ask me. The look on her face fits her very priceless. I wouldn't mind talking to Pascal to see the expression again haha! 
   "Sure ". I say smiling back at him. 
     "We wouldn't miss it for the world ". Beverly says smiling at the boys but she glared at Priscilla. 
  
       When I was done eating, Pascal handed me a tissue. Written on it says. 
       'Friendship is the heaviest 
       Coin in the international bank 
       Of love&with your friendship, 
        I'm the richest person on earth! 
       So keep me rich for ever Ashley '
   When. I looked at him his eyes are on me, I smiled shyly in return. 
  "Thanks ". I whispered. 
   "I didn't know angles could fly so low to speak this sweet". He whispers back grinning, I couldn't help but blush at his words. 
   "So cheesy ". I teased. 
     "If it was this cheesy, you shouldn't be blushing ". He teased back making me blush some more. To distract myself I take the glass of milk and drink. Because have got butterflies in my tummy. 
    "I know milk does a body god but baby how much have you been drinking ". He whispers for my ears only. Good heaven his Voice is wonders to my body, so sweet, low and sexy that I had no idea when I poured the milk in my mouth splashing 💦 on Priscilla's face, some touching Pascal:s shirt. 
   "Oh my God, an so sorry". I quickly standing up grabbing a handful of tissues to clean Pascal's cloth. 
  "Is Okay ". He says taking the tissue from me to clean his cloth. 
  "You bitch!! What have you done to me". Priscilla squeaked in disgust almost in tears.  "Have You know manners or don't you know how to behave like a lady. Gosh! So gross you will pay for this mute". She shouted running out of the hall as her slaves follow her along. 
  The hall becomes daddy silent as if someone kicked the bucket, everyone is waiting for someone to break the ice. 
    Hahahaaaas!!! " someone laughs out loud. "Did you is her face so priceless ". Beverly announce laughing so hard. 
   "She was like 'you bitch, what have you done to me' haha! " Daniel mimicked Priscilla's Voice in a spicy high pitch tone making everyone laugh out in the hall. 
   "Haha! I think she saw her appearance in the silver ware to make her react this way. The milk really worked some magic on her baked face ". Jake joked around making everyone laugh some more. 
   Lord my stomach hurt from laughing, I had no idea when tears starts to fall. 
  "Are you Okay Ashley? " Pascal ask smiling. 
  "Yes, you caused all this Pascal ". I stated pointing at the milk stain in his shirt. 
  He smirked in return. "This is just the beginning Ashley Jordan". He whispers grinning. 
This chapter is indicated to Senorita Uc Beverly and senorita Ayeni Haryormideh you two are amazing, sweet, loving and wonderful. I love you girls 😍❤😘💖💋
Hi loving readers 😍❤❤
Tell me your favorite part in this chapter In the comment section.
Hope you like it? 
Thanks for reading My Bad Boy in Disguise 👑 👓.

Advertisement

Loading...