Sharing Beatrice novel by Alexis Dee novel Chapter 232

Sharing Beatrice A Luna To Her Stepbrothers by Alexis Dee Book 2

Chapter 232 – I Like To Be The In Charge

He took me upstairs to his room, and I followed him because of my desperation to know about his drawings. There was something that told me he could tell me what was going to happen, or more like he knew something.

After I entered his room, I found him sitting down and facing the wall. “Sit down,” he voiced, not turning his neck around to look at me. I reluctantly sat down and watched him contemplate for the next two minutes.

“You see this picture?” he exclaimed, pointing to a drawing. “It is a drawing of a White Warrior,” he said, making my heart sink in my chest as I recalled Colt’s words.

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“A White Warrior? Is he a comic character?” I played a fool, laughing uncomfortably.

“Why did you a*s*sume it is a he?” Markus’ question left me silent. “Nobody knows its gender, so let’s call the white warrior an it for now,” he said with a scoff. “But you drew a man holding a shield,” I said, pointing to the drawing.

“And this one is the mistress of doomsday.” He didn’t answer my question and directed me to another drawing, making me realize I was right to think his drawings had some in-depth meaning to them. Except for the explicit ones, of course. Those were just his nasty desires.

“What is that?” I pointed at one particular drawing on the wall and watched him squirm uncomfortably.

“That is the man from hell!” he whispered and then nervously played with his fingers. “He is someone who —ate dragon babies,” he uttered, making my spine erect.

“What?” I asked in confusion.

“Somebody ate dragon babies?” I was shocked and, honestly speaking, just speechless.

“The Man From Hell will be the —,” he then stopped again, “Walking Chaos!” He finished with a lot of difficulty.

He will come after the saviors and knights. He will make sure he ends anything or anyone who will come in his way.” He then proceeded to explain it to me.

“It could be a woman from hell. It just depends.” Before I could ask him another question, he explained how there was a possibility he could be anyone.

“And this will be the Dark Knight,” he said, then pointed at a picture in the corner. They were only bodies with similar looking faces. But this one in particular was a bit different from the others. This drawing had a knight with a dragon on a leash. He will capture dragons?” I asked, feeling slightly uneasy.