Torn, Chapter 9Chapter 9
There was Skye. No it wasn't her. Well it was actually. She looked exactly like Skye apart from her hair and eyes. Her eyes were darker then Skye's in their green. Warm and dark. Her hair is auburn. A beautiful colour that made her eyes stand out. The red and copper tones.
Everything else was exactly the same. Nothing different apart from those two things. Her hair but did have waves through it soft. No curls but. I couldn't believe it. She walked back in after looking around. I watched her for half hour at least. Then she was back outside taking a break before she takes more boxes in.
"Esme" A older female voice called from within the house.
I watched her cringe and I smiled at that for some reason. She was cute when she did that. Her name is beautiful and matches her. What am saying? What am I doing here? I move out from the tree. Then her eyes looked this way. I moved back to behind the tree. I looked from the other side of the tree and she was looking this way. She shakes
Torn, Chapter 8Chapter 8
The coming month was so hard. I had to learn to control myself and my power. I could get angry pretty quick so I had to learn how to relax and not do that especially with my family which they never saw a outburst.
Nickolas was there and was a great friend but Asher. Asher I haven't seen and every time I ask his family and pack his not around. His avoiding me and I know it. Its getting to me. I just want to talk to him but he doesn't want to talk so I won't force him.
Wulfric I've seen but I'm still angry but its fading for some reason. Once its gone that is scaring me that idea. My anger is all I have what will I have once that's gone. My life is just day by day. That's all I can do. I can't think ahead because I don't know what is ahead for me.
It's a Friday and I'm lonely. Alone like always now. I didn't want to stay home and wallow in my own emotions. So I was heading out. I'm wearing a nice dark blue dress that falls to my knees, stockings, ballet flats and hip length bla
Unspoken, Chapter 1Chapter 1
Oh great a new school year begins in this place they call school. More like hell. Probably a bit strong Hope. But its true. The people treat me with pity and say oh poor girl she lost her parents while she was so young. Screw them. I don't need them or their pity.
"Hope" Samuel pulled me from my thoughts.
I looked to my older brother. He stood in the doorway smiling at me. Since we werewolves live longer then humans but not immortal lives. We live a thousand years give or take my brother was extremely older then me. My parents had been seven hundred years old when they had died. My oldest brother and the person who raised me is about seven hundred years old now. Give or take. I have other siblings between us.
"Yeah" I said as I looked up at him from the floor I had been staring at. "Sorry I got lost in my thoughts what did you say"
He laughs softly and shakes his head. He has the same blond hair as my father. I have my mothers hair well sort of. She had fiery red hair while I
TeaserShe was always the poor girl who lost her parents. Raised by her oldest brother.
The youngest of many children. The shy and quiet girl who hid in her world of books.
Where no one could pity her or look at her. Wondering about all her secrets she hides.
Hope thought she was just a ordinary sixteen year old werewolf until things changed.
A secret was revealed about her werewolf form that changes everything and how people look at her. Now she must learn who she can trust and who she can't.
Loup-garou Academy is where her world is. A world full of beautiful people and darkness.
Will Hope chose the right people to trust or will she lose herself.
Torn, Chapter 7Chapter 7
I went back to bed after cleaning the blood off my neck. It was early morning. I close my door and sit on my bed. I was to scared to sleep. I didn't want to see him again. But what has he done to me. I could feel the change but I didn't know what it was. What has he given me? I closed my eyes and try focus.
It has to be something I will be able to discover. I opened my eyes and gasped. Everything in my room was up off the ground. Even the bed. I was shocked. I cover my mouth. I think I want everything to go back down carefully. It does.
Whoa. I remember him moving his hand to make the straps come off my ankles. I look to the my bedside table. I swish my hand in the air and want the iPod to come to me. It came straight to me.
"I'm telekinetic" I said
I kept messing around and it was cool. No I shouldn't think that. But I couldn't believe this either. I stopped messing with it. I wasn't going to give him the satisfaction of using whatever he has given me.
I saw my stuff sitting