Lahat ng Kabanata ng From The Ashes : Kabanata 1 - Kabanata 6

HopeHate it radiates from every cell in my body. It burns with every breath i take as i drag my tired feet through the mud beneth me forcing myself to stand when i hear the men shouting from the door keeping us locked in this god forsaken place. I can hear the cough of a small girl no more than 10 in the cell next to mine, her chains rattiling with every shake of her shoulders. i wonder what she did to get here. Shes weak we all are, no food or water for two days will do that to you. The dougens smell of sulfure and desparation. Its dark with a single dimly lit lantern sitting in the corner. It flickers from the small breeze coming from beneath the doungen door. My name is hope, its kind of funny if you think about it considering the situation me and countless other from my little village are in. I was thrown in here three days ago for getting caught stealing bread from one of the merchants. You see thirty years ago werewolves took over complete control when their new leader took his

HopeLife is bitter sweet it has a way of breaking you and blessing you at the same time. My life was my blessing i guess i should be thankful but the rage sitting in the pit of my stomach makes it hard to be greatful for anything even getting to live. After being waved off by her highness regina, maria hurried us along to the servants quarters. Turning down several lavash hallways we reach a worn brown wooden door that leads down a dingy set of stairs to our new living quarters. As we decend the stairs she starts rambaling on about what is expected of us. " Do not speak unless spoken to" always be properly dressed" when adressed eyes to the floor" "scrub the floors, polish the silver, serve the food dress the ladies blah blah blah her voice is soft but stern. Her eyes find mine " and absolutly no disrespect or lip of any kind"" they will not hesitate to punish you" she says. Maybe she can see the distas

HopeThe door to lady reginas room swings open but its not reginas cold face that im graced with but the man from the dungons whos name i have yet to learn. I shift on my feet as he looks me over, the bordom clear on his face" and who are you" he speaks his voice rough like leather. Looking over my shoulder i step forward egar to get out of this hallway" Lady regina requested me" i rush out. Looking past me a smirk pulls at the corner of his lips "ahhhh very well come on then" A loud squeek leave my lips as im pulled the rest of the way into the room. His hand wrapping around my waist, pulling me flush against him the other shutting the door behind me. The sudden movement causes me to stumble over my feet. Letting go of me i straighten my shoulders quickly adusting my dress. No doubt my face is flush red werewolf or not hes handsome. And i am simply not versed in the feel of a mans hands on my body. Steping back he laughs the look of satifation clear on his face"reginaa your servant