Cursed (book 1)
Time stood still, as the arrow struck him right in the chest, he let out a cry of pain, before he fall to the ground. I spun around and screamed in anger as I saw her. I saw red, the assassin who had killed my parents and now my brother was hiding behind a tree, her crossbow pointed directly at my chest. The arrows flew at me, but I dodged each and everyone of them. I sprinted after her, the wind rushed through my hair, blowing it everywhere and the leaves crunches beneath my feet. I knew who she was, I was consumed with hatred and rage. I followed her dagger in hand. All of a sudden, she stopped as did I. She stood still, facing me. Not even fear crossed her features. She dropped her crossbow and I charged at her, dagger in hand. She didn't move, she let me kill her. I stared into her dark brown eyes, as I forced her to her knees, she didn't fight me."You deserve to die." I growled as I stabbed my dagger into her chest. She fell to the floor and didn't make a noise. "You shouldn't have done that."…
