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Her Cold Beast And His Dark Beauty

Pishka. Your typical sad and a little depressed, South African girl, moves to America. She has to adapt to this ghost town she moved into. Being a loner should be the worst-case scenario, right? No! Things only get worse when she meets this guy who keeps appearing at the school gate every day after school. Jacob. Your typical nice guy. His past life is literally not sunshine and rainbows. Waiting eight years just to find his mate and mind you he has no idea what gender they are. But now he found 'her'... Not for long, since he has to deal with his "past life's" karma. He also needs to find a way to patch things up with his mate and protect his pack from 'Red' His and Her decision will make or break the lives of the people around them Something ominous is approaching the ghost town and cannot be altered due to the writings of fate. It's purpose can't be changed but it's course can be. More truths are told, allowing a red sting to show its ugly head. But Death can be such a romance wrecker, ask Romeo and Juliet they can tell you that bit for sure. Note: Arty will try to fix it or explain it to you. Also, this book isn't perfect, so critics, please lay down your likes and dislikes - be direct if you're gonna curse THE BOOK Though I for one do not support any type of violence toward any living creature (excl. the bugs in my house), there will be plenty... If you take offence, drop the book, cause we all have our traumas. Some of us have become numb to it, so we tend to not show concern when others experience the same thing or are more expressive - it's a defence mechanism, okay! Love, Arty-san

Lolee_2003 · Fantasía
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FEAR - PART 3

Third POV

~ In Pishka's Head ~

There is a wide-open space, nothing else is in sight except for the two figures in the center. Sekhmet stares at Pishka in confusion but after listening to the girl's hysterical chants. She smiles when she realizes that she broke her much easier than she thought. She approaches Pishka with ghostly footsteps - no sound coming from her footsteps as she walks. She quickly drops to her knees gracefully, like how a ghost would dart out of sight when almost caught by passerby. Placing a pedicured hand, covered in gold jewelry shaped in the form of a snake that's wrapping itself around her wrist and intertwining between her fingers. Pointy short nails painted a shiny golden. The goddess' slender fingers rub the girls back as she seems to be coaxing the child but is actually adding gas to the fire with her words