✔Snow White and the Seven Deadly Sins [Books 1&2]

QOS: QUADRAGINTA SEX

The night before the Sinner's Moon, Snow White found it hard to sleep. She fumbled with the laces of her white nightgown and sighed. Hindi niya maalis ang dalawang bagay sa kanyang isipan: una ay ang Timeline na nakita niya kay Chandresh.  

'Did that happen in the past or in his future?'

There's no way she could find out. Hindi sakop ng kanyang kapangyarihan ang alamin kung s aling panahon makikita ni Snow ang mga eksenang iyon sa buhay ng isang nilalang. In fact, that nightmare she had a week ago still bothers her. Hindi niya maalis sa kabang nararamdaman niya tuwing maaalala ang repleksyong nakita niya at ang panang bumaon sa kanyang puso. This is exactly the reason why Snow White has trust issues with Sir Pestilence.

At pangalawa, ang pangamba para sa Eight Deadly Sins.

She'd be a liar if she said she didn't miss those assholes. Every single one of them has a special place in her heart. Sila ang dahilan kung bakit nalabanan ni Snow ang mga demonyong bumubulong sa utak niya. Her suicidal thoughts vanished, and all it takes is to close her eyes. Dahil tuwing ipipikit ng dalaga ang kanyang mga mata, naaalala niya ang maliliit na bagay tungkol sa mga kasalanan. Sloth's music and lazy eyes, Greed's sinful charms, Envy's kind smile, Gluttony's tantrums whenever he's hungry, Wrath's short-temper and bad words, Lust's pathetic attempts to get her in his bed (oo, nakaka-miss rin pala ang mamanyakan ng isang 'yon), Adoration's violet eyes and loyalty, and Pride's commanding presence.

'Pride.'

In all honestly, she misses the way he adjusted his eyesglasses on the bridge of his nose. That authority and confidence that can easily be mistaken for royalty. Snow misses how he'll be sweet to her behind closed doors and be an emotionless bastard to them whenever he let's his sin get in the way.

Pride will always be a prideful bastard.

But she loves him nonetheless.

'It's ironic to think that the demons in the mansion saved me from the demons inside my head.'

Nang magmulat ng mga mata si Snow, bahagya siyang na-disappoint nang makitang nandito pa rin siya sa kanyang maliit na silid sa hideout ng Four Horsemen of the Apocalypse.

"Iniisip mo ba ang mangyayari sa digmaan bukas?"

Mahinang tanong sa kanya ni Mr. Boswell habang nakasandal ito sa kabilang bahagi ng pader, nakatitig sa kanya na para bang inaanalisa ang kanyang pagkatao. The clockmaker dangled the chain of the pocket watch between his fingers, not breaking eye contact. Marahang ngumiti si Snow. "Maybe. Sa tingin mo ba mananalo tayo?"

"I can't see into the future to tell that, little Snow. Ipinamana ko na ang kapangyarihang iyan sa'yo."

"Kaya pala nakita mo na ang kinabukasan ko noon.. you saw into my future. Nang ampunin mo ako, alam mong matatakasan kita at magiging katulong ako ng Seven Deadly Sins. You knew all this is gonna happen to me."

"Ah, yes. Fate cannot be tricked. Pero nadismaya ako.. you hated me, so I understood that making you my heiress won't be easy." Marahang napailing si Boswell. A small smile crept into his lips, "Pero kinailangan kong ipamana sa'yo ang kapangyarihan ko, Snow. Dahil alam ko ring kakailanganin mo ito sa sandaling matuklasan mo na ang lahat tungkol sa pagkatao mo. You will need this in the upcoming war tomorrow."

In a normal circumstance, Snow would probably ask so many questions. Pero sa totoo lang, napapagod na rin siyang kwestiyunin ang kanyang kapalaran. Kaya't hahayaan na lang niya ito, saan man siya dalhin ng kanyang kwento.

"My fairytale is twisted.."

"Exactly."

She laughed for no reason at all. "But someone told me I deserve a twisted yet beautiful fairytale."