Dakota Grey was the daughter of a shapeshifter (werewolf) and a vampire. It was a forbidden love. They couldn’t stay apart so they fled, hoping to raise their child in peace. After 20 year of peace and solitude, an unexpected attack befalls them and claims the lives of both parents. 
Dakota manages to escape. But now she’s on the run. Vampires and Shapeshifters alike are after her. 
So is Leo Hawkes. He’s a hunter, from a young age he was raised to hate the shapeshifters. Especially because of what they did to his family. 

He saw the beautiful Dakota, and was hesitant to kill her even though he hates her kind. 
Will she be able to outrun everyone? Or will her parents love be the death of her?




Fanfic set in the world of Twilight. All credit to owner.

I'm going to go see Dakota," I said after we finished dinner. "I'll be back soon."
Dad nodded. "Okay. But don't be too late," he nodded, smiling. "The second night of the full moon is tonight." Then his expression became serious as he looked into my eyes. "But Jess, you don't have to go on patrol tonight if you don't want to. I'll text Mark and we can take care of everything."
"No, Dad," I replied. "I have a responsibility to my pack. Also, after the last battle, the Dark Rider may return. And if he does, I need to be there."
He nodded, and then pulled me in for a hug. "Just be safe."
"I will, and you be safe, too," I said, releasing him. "I'll meet you at the cabin before the full moon."
Dad nodded and then walked away.
"Don't worry," Mom whispered. "I'll look out for him. Just take care of yourself."
I nodded. "Thanks, Mom," I whipsered and then headed out. It appeared that I was glad that I was going to be seeing a lot of my mother. And if I had to guess, I'd bet she was glad that someone could finally see her, too.
***
I pulled into the hoispital parking lot a few minutes later. When I got out of the car, I looked up and it ws still light out... twilight. The day was falling, but the night had not yet come. It was the most magical time of day. The Inbetween of the world.
I quickly checked in at the front desk, got a visitor's pass, and then headed toward the elevator. The doors opened on the floor for the ICU ward a few minutes later.
I passed by a hospital bed in the ICU next to Dakota's. I looked over and nodded to the spirit of a young woman was sitting beside an older gentleman lying on the bed. Sh had her hand atop his, watching his face. When she saw that I coudl see her, she looked up and smiled. "He's mu husband," she said. "He's going to join me soon."
I nodded once and had thoguht about telling the nurse that the manw as about to die, but decided against it. After all, it was his time and I was sure that the woman had been waiting a long time for him to join her. Also, there was no one else with him. No family or children.
My heart leapt when I saw Dakota still lying on the hospital bed. It had been a few months since I'd seen him, althought I hadn't even been gone a day in the human world. Dakota was still on a respirator and tubes were going in and out of him. I just hoped he could hold on just a little bit longer.
I reached over and gave his hand a gentle squeeze,watching his face. But this time, I knew I would be able to talk to him... and he would hear. "Dakota," I said, my voice merely a whisper. "Dakota, I'm here."
Suddenly, I was moving through the Space Time Continuium through the Veil of Time as wind swirled around, blowling through my hair. Stars set in a dark blue sky passed by as I traveled through the tunnel, and then came to an abrupt stop in the middle of a field.
It was our field and our waterfall was there, but there were no wildflowers. And even though it was day, there was no sunlight. The place felt cold and desolate.
"Dakota!" I yelled, knowing he couldn't be far. "Dakota, where are you?"
He walked out of the tree line a moment later in his human form, looking haggard and drained, his skin pale. When he saw me, tears rolled down his cheeks. "Jessica, what are you doing here?"
"Oh, Dakota!" I yelled as I ran toward him, but he held up his hand.
"No," he said, shaking his head. "Don't come any closer. He will see."
"So, let him come," I said, then started walking purposefully toward him. "Dakota, I'm trying to save you. We all are. It's just a matter of time."
He shook his head. "No, Jessica. It's over between us." He shook his head as tears ran down his cheeks. "He wants you to take my place and i can't allow that to happen."
I nodded. Although I was tempted to trade places with him, I remembered what Gillespie had said and the promise I had made. "What will he do with me if he has me?"
"It's not going to happen--"
"I know," I said, butting him off. "Just answer me. I know who he is. That he's Cain. What is he planning?"
Dakota nodded. But even though he was nearly defeated, he still had the spark in his eyes. "He wants to trade you to the Devil in exchange for his release from the Earth, since he's tied to it."
I nodded. "But that power lies only with The Great Spirit. The Devil has no power or authority to grant such a wish."
"Exactly," Dakota said. "That's what I tried to tell him, but the Devil has made the promise. And even though Cain is smart enough not to fully trust him, it's the only hope he has of passing on. Since he's linked to the earth, he cannot die, but he can change form."
I nodded, understanding. "Well, don't worry. Our first battle with him failed, but we have another plan." I placed my hand on his cheek, looking into his eyes. "Mark my words. We will get you back... ifit's the last thing I do."
Dakota shook his head. "No, Jess. Don't say that. I can't lose you to him... not like that." Then he pulled my hand down and stepped backward. "Jessica, go back home and forget about me. You can't give him what he wants."
A smile lit my lips. "I don't intend to." Then I walked purposeefully toward him and pulled his lips abruptly to mine. At first, he tried to push me away, but I held him to me and soon he responded and passion filled us both.
Then he pulled me into his arms holding me close. "Oh, Jessica! You have your whole life ahead of you!" Then he pulled back and looked into my eyes, placing a hand on my cheek. "I've lived my life and you were the very best part. And I'm glad I found you before it was my time to go. But Jess, you have your whole life ahead of you. I can't let it be cut short because of me."
I smiled, shaking my head. "Dakota, you are the very best part of my life, too. I love you with all my heart, but this isn't the time for self-sacrifice. This is the time to fight. I can't sacrifice my life and neither can you. Dakota, I'm going to need your help."
"How?" he asked, looking around. "I'm stuck here."
"Let me try to bring you back with me."
He looked at me as if I had gone crazy. "Jess, you're not strong enough. You don't have enough Power or magic--"
"Yes, I do," I said, but then I remembered the invisible line that had tethered me to the Fae world. "But answer me this. When you first got here. Did he do a spell to bind you here? To tether you to this world?"
Dakota slowly shook his head. "Not that i can think of."
"He's coming!" I looked over and my mother was standing on the other side of the field near the tree line, but I could ehar her clearly. "Jessica, do it now!" Wind started blowing through the trees, sneidng dry, dead leaves to the floor of the clearing.
"Dakota, hold my hand."
"Jessica, there's no time--"
"There's no time so you need to do as I say!" I yelled as the wind picked up and hail started to fall. "Dakota, hold my hand! A tornado is coming!"
"A what?" he asked, his eyes wide.
"Hail comes before a tornado! We have to go!" I held held his hand and the waterfall suddenly turned to ice, but fire flared in the distance. When I looked closeely, it was the Dark Rider. I grabbed Dakota's hand and yelled, "Evigilare faciatis nos de somno surgere venient ab hoc loco Removere lusorem in terra viventium."
Then my mother joined hands with me and with Dakota and suddenly, were were moving through the Space Time Continuium as the wind blew past as we traveled through the dark blue sky and stars, but in the distance, the Dark Rider was on another horse rining toward us. His skull was flaming and he grabbed the ahins around him and cracked them like a whip as they suddenly burst into flames. But this time, he wasn't alone.
Behind him, other Dark Riders rode their demon horses toward us. I held up my hand and this time white Power radiated from my hands. "Away with you!" I yelled as he continued travling through the tunnel. "Ego te ad inferos hearby avertat!"
When I opened my eyes, I was beside Dakota's hospital bed... and everything was eerily quiet.


Native American Jessica Chavez just wants to be a normal teenager. But with her father the Chief of the local Ute tribe, this proves difficult. Then Dakota Ouray moves into town, and Jessica’s life is turned upside down... in more ways than she could imagine.

Dakota is handsome and mysterious, but there’s also something different about him that she can’t quite place. 

There are murders happening in town, but only under the full moon. Jessica finds it strange, but quickly brushes it off... until she finds out the truth of her heritage.

Soon, circumstances unfold and she discovers that the truth is more sinister than she thought. Can she and her pack stop this evil and save the town before it’s too late?
***
“Are you sure you’re going to be okay?” Michelle asked. I really must have looked bad for Michelle to be this concerned. “I can drive you home and my dad can follow us....” Michelle rambled on, but I could hardly hear what she was saying. The buzzing in my ears was now a roar, like a freight train running back and forth through my head from ear to ear.

“I have to go, Michelle,” I said, pulling away from the curb, barely giving her time to close the door as I sped off. But I didn’t make it home. I made it as far as Granby Lake when the shaking was so uncontrollable that I had to pull over.

I threw the car into park and the keys under the mat in the driver’s seat. My body was shaking and quivering as pain coursed throughout my body. I screamed, almost a howl, as I ran for the woods. I didn’t know why, but I had the sudden urge to run, to let the coolness of the evening air soothe my skin... to be free.

My body shook uncontrollably as I ran faster than I had ever run before into the forest. The quivering ran from my hands and traveled throughout my body as I ran even faster, pushing harder, losing control of my body. What was happening to me? I screamed as I looked down to see my hands shimmering, changing into giant silver paws, but my screams ended in a howl as the quivering traveled down the length of my body, morphing and changing every cell. By instinct, I leapt into the air and my clothes shredded into pieces. I landed on four paws, running even faster. To where? I didn’t know. Was I going crazy? I looked around and nothing looked familiar. Where was I?

“This can’t be happening to me!” I thought, sprinting through the forest into the Colorado Rockies, as variations of pine and aspen rushed pasted. If I were in my human form, I would have been crying. As it was, dampness seeped from my eyes, soaking the fur underneath. I was almost to Wyoming when I heard voices inside my mind. I am going crazy! I thought to myself, as my powerful claws dug into the lichen along the forest floor, propelling my body even faster. To where? I didn't know.
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*AUTHOR NOTE: Please also check out my other books now available on Webnovel!

Adult Novels:
- The Alpha's Companion (This is the story of Julian, the Alpha Supreme, and Lacey)
- Bought by the Billionaire Prince
- Christmas Cove

Young Adult Novels: 
- Star (CIA Vampires)
- Thou Shalt Not Kill
- A Cambria Faity Tale
- Cambria

MC :- Hadrian James Potter. [Daniel Radcliffe]

MC's Father :- James Charlus Potter. [Adrian Rawlins]

MC's Mother :- Lily Jane Potter (nee Evans). [Geraldine Somerville]

MC's Godfather :- Sirius Orion Black. [Gary Oldman]

Born :- 31 July, 1980.

Alignment :- True Neutral.

Hogwarts House :- Slytherin.

Political Allegiance :- Grey(Visionary).

Wizengamot Alliance :- Bones, Greengrass, Davis, Fawley, Shafiq, Abbott.

Affiliation :- 
(1) The Noble and Ancient House of Potter. {Heir to Lordship}

(2) The Noble and Most Ancient House of Black. {Heir to Lordship}

Family Words :- 
(1) Potter - "Temperantia cum Sapientia" or, 'With Wisdom, Temperance'. 

{Peverell - "mors vincit omnia" or,
'Death Conquers All' / 'Death Always Wins'.}

(2) Black - "Toujours Pur" or, 'Always Pure'.

Bethrothed :- 
Susan Bones (Lady Potter). [Scarlett Johansson] 
Daphne Greengrass(Lady Black). [Dakota Fanning]


Wand :- 14¼", Yew Wood, Phoenix Feather Core and Basilisk Horn Core.

Familiar :- Raven. Ouroboros.

Patronus :- Quetzalcoatl.

Animagus :- Quetzalcoatl.

Innate Magical Power Trait :- 

(1) Dream Weaver [Mind Manipulation + Telepathy]

(2) Faceless [Shapeshifting + Illusion]

(3) Parselmouth [Parseltongue + Magic Amplifier]

(4) Death Consul [Death Magic + Resurrection + Concealment + Necromancy + Spirit Control + Soul Control]

(5) Arcane Scholar [Divination + Learning + Knowledge + Crafting + Ritual Magic]

Magical Mastery :- 
(1) Hogwarts - Transfiguration, DADA, Potions, Charms, Herbology, History of Magic, Astronomy, Ancient Rune, Arithmency, Care of Magical Creatures, Ancient Study.

(2) Self_learned - Magical Theory, Flying, Wandless Magic, Appariton, Divination Arts, Healing Arts, Illusion Arts, Mind Arts, Dark Arts, Ritual Studies, Elemental Magic, Flesh and Blood Magic, Ghoul Studies, Spirit Studies, Necromancy, Astral Magic, Martial/Battle Magic, Soul Magic, Parsel Magic, Parsel Script, Spellcrafting, Wardcrafting, Runecrafting, Alchemy, Enchantment, Curse Breaking, Dueling, Political Studies(Magical Britain), Etiquette and Custom(Magical Britain), Law(Wizarding World), Economy(Wizarding World).

[Warning- English is not my first language]

[Warning- I am writing this fanfiction for
fun]

[Release Rate- Minimum 1 Chapter/Week. Maximum 3 Chapter/Week. Or maybe no chapter for sometimes. Updates will be sporadic]

[Disclaimer- This is a fanfiction and is not related to any original content. All copyrighted content is the property of it's respective owner(s).]

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A Harry Potter who fulfilled his destiny at the cost of everything he deems precious is summoned by the abstract entity DEATH after his death. What will this pragmatic Harry Potter do after getting a second chance to live his life as The Chosen One and The Death Consul. 

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Athenodora 
Face claim- Holliday Grainger 
"We're here to maintain an image, if it were up to me Didyme and I would have left centuries ago. "

Sulpicia
Face claim- Eiza Gonzalas
"Speak for yourself Athenadora,  I'm here for my mate Jane. It is rather interesting that you continue to forget your mate is the sister to Aro when the kings upset you."

Didyme
Face claim- Jaz Sinclair
"I will never regret leading my brother to you Marcus, but I can admit my regret for being the reason you're stuck in this castle."

Aro 
Face claim- Paulo Pascoal
"I love a happy ending... they are so rare."

Caius
Portrayed by Jamie Campbell Bower 
"Aro get on with whatever it is you want to say Heidi is close by with our meal."

Marcus
Face claim- Jared Leto 
"The connection they have isn't merely a singer bond, it seems he's chosen her as his mate."

Jane
Portrayed by Dakota Fanning
"Don't think for a second that you can play favorites Damian, if Master Aro ever found out that you gave the Cullens a warning he'd kill you himself."

Alec
Portrayed by Cameron Bright
"Sister, leave our brother alone. He knows what he's doing."

Demetri 
Portrayed by Charlie Bewley
"Felix leave it. If you think about it you and I were once the same."

Felix
Portrayed by Daniel Cudmore
"Your mate shouldn't make you ravenous with hunger Emmett, Isabella is your singer and the only future she has with you is as your meal."

Chelsea
Face claim- Yara Shahidi
"Alec! You were gone for so long, I was afraid you'd forgotten me."

Volturi Pairings 
Sulpicia/Jane
Aro/Marcus/Caius
Felix/Demetri
Alec/Chelsea
Didyme/Athenadora

Paisley Everest Clearwater-Swan has lived her entire life in Forks, Washington. Nothing has ever been more hectic then when Isabella comes to live with the Clearwater-Swan household. Join Paisley as she discovers a world of Supernatural and falls down the rabbit hole of love.

This will have blood, cussing, violence, and potential smut. Oh and fyi, I know in the book vampires can't cry.. but the males can cum so in my book there's going to be tears.

Olympic Coven Pairings:
Jasper Hale/Paisley Swan
Emmett Cullen/Isabella Swan
Rosalie Hale/Damian Voltaire 
Alice Cullen/Edward Masen
Carlisle Cullen/Esme Cullen 

I'll probably be posting pretty inconsistently.

It was eight in the evening when Amelia was strolling through Lake Union Park. The skyscrapers were already lighted up. Suddenly she felt as she was being followed and her tightened over her pocket knife hidden in her sleeve. She turned around and caught the person with her knife on the person's neck.
"Woah, It's me" Parker cleared himself and Amelia let him go. "Why are you following me?" She asked. "I wanted to talk to you" He treaded lightly as he saw Amelia's steeled eyes. "Speak" She seemed quite angry could it be she knew, Parker thought. "Why are you angry? And since you have met that guy, you have left us like we never met you. You are acting like a complete stranger, Mila" For not even once Amelia's eyes softened instead her face got red as if she was trying to conceal her anger. "First, his name is Burak. Second, He is no any person. Thirdly, you are being emotional and I don't like people who are emotional, it is unnecessary and I stop being like oh-what-can-I-do-without-you, I hate it and it is Amelia for you." and with that she stormed of towards the parking, her hair looking like they were on fire underneath the light. She had dyed them red.
Amelia flopped on the sofa and closed her eyes inhaling the scent of coffee brewing. Oh boy, It smelled like heaven with the smell of freshly baked muffins. She opened her eyes when she heard Timmy entering singing One way or another by One direction and as he saw Amelia he motioned her to join him which she accepted without a moments hesitation and they both started dancing and singing while Burak and Christopher watched in amusement and Dakota joined them.
And if the lights are all out
I'll follow your bus downtown
See who's hanging out
One, two, three, four
Na na na na na na na na na
Na na na na na na na na na
I wanna hold you, wanna hold you tight
I wanna hold you, wanna hold you tight
I wanna hold you, wanna hold you tight
Yeah, teenage kicks right through the night, come on
I wanna hold you, wanna hold you tight
I wanna hold you, wanna hold you tight
I wanna hold you, wanna hold you tight
Yeah, teenage kicks right through the night
They laughed out loud collapsing on the sofa and the atmosphere brightened up by their laughter. Amelia picked up the remote and went for the drawer and picked out This is us and Timmy screamed in excitement "Its a One direction marathon day Wohoooo". Dakota started putting out plates for breakfast while Amelia paused the movie and played her playlist in the background as they wolfed down the deliciously made breakfast. It was a long session which ended on Amelia getting out a Ben & Jerry cookies and cream tub for the movie.
"I think she knows" He said banging his hand on the table. "Hahahah" The old man who was tied with chains laughed out loud "You are so dumb, Hahahah". "Does she know?" The boy screamed spitting out spit and yanking his back which was bowed because of his hysterical laughter. "Her şeyi bilir(knows everything)" He chocked out. "KIM(who)?" The boy screamed again. "I told" He heaved as the boy tightened his grasp around his neck. "You can't, SHE DOSEN'T KNOW YOU ARE ALIVE, YOU COULDN'T" he screamed. "You are too emotional, its unnecessary" the old man chocked his words and fainted as the last night flashed in front of the boy's eyes.
By the time they had watched it on repeat for like five times and each time Amelia had hidden herself in the blanket every time she starting sobbing which happened mostly and by the end of the lazy day, Amelia had finished the ice cream tub and everyone was wrapped in a blanket and couldn't even move a limb even though they didn't move the whole day. After a whole lot of groans and whines later Amelia and Dakota went to cook dinner which was based on Alfredo Pasta.
Dinner was also a lazy affair as they all decided to go to bed early but Christopher thought it would be funny to play a game of never have I never because Amelia absolutely detested the game which she did and the whole family ended up watching Girl meets world till nine thirty to which Dakota switched of the T.V and Timmy's groan was heard the loudest. "It's above Bedtime Timothy" and he knew that his mother would never changed his mind once she started speaking everyone's full name and yes that also went for Christopher.
Amelia was laying on the bed listening to Lion KIng's playlist and singing along
I can see what's happening (What?)
And they don't have a clue (Who?)
They'll fall in love and
Here's the bottom line
Our trio's down to two (Oh)
Ze sweet caress of twilight
There's magic everywhere
And with all this romantic atmosphere
Disaster's in the air
She giggled as she remembered her love for lion king, well she still adored the 1994 movie as the song carried on.
So many things to tell her
But how to make her see
The truth about my past? Impossible
She'd turn away from me
She hummed the song but turned around as she heard someone knocking on her door. It was Burak who completed here stanza for her.
He's holding back, he's hiding
But what, I can't decide
Why won't he be the king I know he is
The king I see inside?
"Sound's kinda like what we are going through" Burak said in a thoughtful voice. "Oh yeah?"Amelia giggled. "What is wrong with you? You sound weird" He asked. "Who? me, oh I am just being....hehehehheeh Okay I watched Girl meets world and I may have been acting like Maya"
"He said she knew" He said his voice sounding worried. "She can't, she doesn't know" The person on the line was still calm. "But, they said the same thing to me, that can't have been a coincidence?, You said he abandoned her when she was a child then how can she know?" The boy sounded as if he was stuck in the middle of nowhere with no clue. "Maybe we could use this against her, brainwash her as if her father was a pathetic man and she is also, but you are accepting her the way she is, manipulate her, gaslight her" The man ordered without mercy "Be a man" and the line went dead.
"Gaslight" he murmured out loud and for the first time in the years the color drained out of the chained man's face as if even the glimmer of hope he had been holding onto was taken away from his hand and he was once again engulfed by darkness.
"Every form of manipulation has its limit, but gas lighting, it kills you. It makes you question your own sanity, It makes you question yourself. It makes you doubt your memories. It makes you a living dead. It is like a demontors kiss if you can know it that way because you don't have any happy memories left then. In short you have rare chances of coming back and they only shield that can save you from it is having immense believe and trust in yourself and in your memories you know, or you will be destroyed." 
The flashback ended and the old man bowed his head in defeat.

She was an angel seeking chaos, while her demons were seeking peace.
Being the spoiled child and the one that was never told no, It was quite hard for Amelia to accept the truth for she saw her parents die in front of her and herself was nearly beaten to death, but somehow she had managed to survive. That day, she changed into a very different person and swore that she would make her parent's murderers pay for what they did to her. She has been given a second chance, but with a clock. Her time is ticking. If she doesn't manages to kill them, she will die herself, or that is what the note says that was left to her. In the end, it is not just her parents she has to avenge but many more people she loved.

"Hehe!"
Seeing the way the people from Quan Zhen Sect were treating him, Evil Rampage's pride was at its peak. With a flop of his body, he sat on a chair with both of his legs crossed. The only thing that he felt missing was having someone fan him by the side.
Soon after, someone immediately came up and started fanning him. Fearless then said, "Now that Old Bull has reached LV 50, shall we let him see the effect of wearing a cape?"
"En! Not bad!" Upon hearing Fearless' suggestion, Evil Rampage's face immediately lit up. Pointing at Wang Yu, he said, "Little Yu, hurry up and put on the cape, so that big boss here can take a look at the goods!"
"Your father!" Seeing how arrogant Evil Rampage was, Wang Yu's face darkened. He said spitefully, "You must be tired of living!"
Evil Rampage nonchalantly replied, "Hey, you say it as if your father is different from my father."
"That's right, Old Bull. How could you talk to Second Brother this way, hurry up and put on the cape for Second Brother to see!"
The shameless bunch from Quan Zhen Sect glared at Wang Yu.
"F*ck, you bunch of shameless b*stards!" Wang Yu wanted to cry so badly but no tears came out. Reluctantly, he took out the Angel's Wings from his inventory and equipped it immediately.
However, the moment the item was equipped on, the sky above Twilight City instantly darkened.
Shortly after, a system announcement was made in the Global Chat.
<Public Announcement: Twilight City Lord Iron Bull, as a Neutral Faction member, has insulted and went against God and is punishable under the Heavens. Players from the Light Faction are called upon to punish this heretic. "The Light's Oracle" has been activated. The Light's Oracle: Within 48 hours, anybody that kills the heretic, Iron Bull, as well as any of the people in the city, will be able to receive a special reward from the Light Faction.>
The message was repeated three times. At the same time, a title "Heretic Citizen" appeared above the heads of the players of Twilight City.
Heretic Citizen (Title)
Light Faction Honor Points -20
All attributes +2
Item Description: Citizens of the Heretic, bestowed with a unique power of faith.
Above the head of Wang Yu, on the other hand, appeared an additional heretic title.
Heretic (Title)
Light Faction Honor Points -100
All attributes +10
[Leader's Aura]: Within a range of 5000, all citizens experience a 10% in all of their attributes.
Item Description: Challenger of the Heavens.
"F*ck, what is going on?" After seeing the system's announcement, all of the players in the game were momentarily stunned.
At this moment, everyone had either one of these two thoughts in their head.
The first train of thought was: This Iron Bull is overpowered. To think he would dare go against God…
The second train of thought was: This Iron Bull is a fool. To think that he would dare go against God…
<<REBIRTH>> was a game that was built on a religious background storyline. The players were also split into two factions of beliefs, they either believed in the Light or Dark Faction. Thus, the gods in this game could be considered almighty and omnipotent existences.
Ignoring the fact that one would need an absurd amount of power to go against God, just by its influence alone, it wasn't something that could be challenged by a single player. The players from Twilight City were stunned as well… What the f*ck happened, how did they become the target of all the players in the game… everyone felt that they had been wrongfully dragged into this mess.
The one that was shocked the most was Wang Yu.
Wang Yu knew fully well of his capabilities.
Even though Wang Yu had the ability to solo a few BOSSes, he was completely powerless against an entity such as the Light Faction. Just recently, he had met with the Knight of the Round Table. It was one of the many NPCs that Wang Yu was unable to deal with.
The territory of the Light Faction was extremely vast, with expert guards like Esther being in the hundreds. Wang Yu's current act was similar to that of committing suicide.
"How, how could this happen…" Wang Yu helplessly asked.
Up till now, Wang Yu had yet to figure out what the root cause of the problem was.
Evil Rampage, on the other hand, said with a look of respect, "You truly are my elder brother! Every step you take you are sure to create trouble… This time, you had actually provoked the God of Light himself."
Wang Yu replied, depressed, "Cut the crap, I was wronged."
"Wronged my *ss… didn't you see the attributes of your cape?" Fearless retorted upon hearing what Wang Yu said.
The cape's attributes? Wang Yu hastily opened up the equipment tab and started to read the lines of words written underneath the item's description.
"As a symbol of strength of God's most loyal follower, the Angels, <Angel's Wings> is bestowed with immense power and utmost honor. Only followers of God are allowed to receive the blessings of God. Otherwise, anyone that equips it will be treated as heretics."
Was Wang Yu a believer of God? Clearly he wasn't… Wang Yu wasn't even a player from the Light Faction, much less a believer of God. This cape could have jolly well been an extremely overpowered equipment for Priests and Knights. However, the moment Wang Yu had equipped it on, he had immediately became a heretic, en, and a dirty one at that.
"F*ck, f*ck, f*ck, f*ck! And you still asked me to equip it? Why didn't you say so earlier?" Wang Yu was flustered; this was clearly a trap set up for him.
Fearless helplessly raised his hands and said, "I just thought of it too…"
"So what should we do now?"
At this moment, Ming Du couldn't help but interject. It was fine if it was Wang Yu alone who had provoked the God of Light. The petty God of Light, however, decided to punish everyone including those Twilight City players. This godly artifact was certainly the worst.
Wang Yu gloomily answered, "What else can we do, just deal with it! Where else can you run?"
"This…" Upon hearing what Wang Yu said, the bunch of people from Quan Zhen Sect started to think the situation through deeply. Stroking his chin, Fearless said, "Do you think we would still have time if we choose to migrate now?"
Everyone was instantly infuriated, "That's a terrible idea… it's simply too unloyal."
Fearless sighed and said, "I was just casually asking. To think that you bunch of disloyal people actually entertained such an idea."
"Cheh, Fearless, you trash!" everyone fervently scolded.
Just when everyone was busy verbally attacking one another, Evil Rampage suddenly interjected and said, "Migrate my *ss! I can't even leave this City!!"
"What's the matter?" Everyone asked simultaneously.
Evil Rampage replied, "Take a look at the Quest Tab yourselves!"
Everyone immediately opened their Quest Tab, only to see a ranked Quest appear at the top of their Quest Tab.
<A Battle of Faith (Difficulty level: S)>
<Quest Description: Twilight City has become the capital of the Neutral Faction. City Lord Iron Bull has committed an act against God and has been labelled as a heretic. The Light Faction's army will soon arrive. As a citizen of Twilight City, you have the responsibility to take up arms and fight to defend your home ground, fight for your faith.>
<Completion Criteria: Under the assault of the Light Faction's army, defend the capital for 48 hours, up until the army has completely retreated.>
<Quest Rewards: The stronger the power, the lesser the liabilities. Only with sufficient strength can one obtain one's freedom.>
<Punishment for Failure: Without any country, what else can you still have?>
<Quest Hint: This is a compulsory Quest. During the duration of the Quest, all teleportation points and ports will cease to function temporarily. No players are allowed to leave the Capital's district. There is 120 minutes left until the attack of the Light Faction's army.>
Faith your *ss… Upon seeing the Quest's description, everyone couldn't help but wallow in self-pity.
F*ck… now everyone has become a quest mob with a reward on their heads. If it was before, even if the players were unable to win, they could still flee from the battle. However, now that the teleportation points and ports were sealed, everyone didn't even have the chance to escape.
As scavengers themselves, the players from Quan Zhen Sect knew full well how crazy players could get. If there were no rewards involved, everyone wouldn't be bothered by the predicament of Twilight City. However, now that the God of Light has shown his ruthlessness, promising players a special reward from the Light Faction for participating in this battle, all of the players in Twilight City had immediately been entangled into this civil war…
How could everyone hope to survive this?


Catching arrows, running up walls, crushing boulders and bending metal, these are but petty parlour tricks in the eyes of a true martial artist. But where can a martial artist stand in an era of material pursuit?

Join Wang Yu, the greatest martial genius the world has ever seen, as he takes on the gaming world of <<REBIRTH>>, where dragons, demons and immortals are more than just legends.

Dakota

Present...

"He's a complete fool if you had to ask me," Rosy mumbled loudly, she had her head rested on her hand as her right knee vibrated vigorously. She seemed pissed. I looked to Chloe who was way worse.

"What the- how could he say no? I'm so sorry D, I shouldn't have told you to go see him."

"Chloe, don't be silly it wasn't your fault he-"

"What did he even say?-"

"Well to be fair he is dating Caroline, I should not have expected him to feel the same..." I said turning my head away. But I did expect it, I wanted him to feel the same. And part of me still feels that, and I hate him for it. He confused me if he didn't feel the same, why did he kiss me? If he did feel the same, why push me away? 

Of course, I had left the kissing part and those awful things he said to me out my story, Chloe and Rosy would not have understood. But neither did I. All I did tell them was that he didn't feel the same. I wanted them to think I was okay with it. I didn't want them to see me as any less than what I was. I didn't want them to see me as weak, even though I had felt weaker and weaker each and every day. They had to see me as okay, even if I wasn't. But I should be, it's been a whole week since Leo had said those awful things to me.

Normally, you'd get over it, right? But this week had done nothing but spiral down into chaos. Every night Rick had come home drunk, I had to lock my room door as soon he came into the house. Thankfully he hadn't hurt me this week, but still, I felt sad for him. I could hear as he wept quietly in his room. Each and every night he'd call out her name. 

Even though she had left us so long ago, he was still hopelessly in love with her. I couldn't stand it, I couldn't stand the way he loved her, after what she had done.

Arthur was rushed to a hospital when I found out all I wanted to was cry. Madeline has held it together so well this week, she was so strong, but I had caught her crying. More than once, but I would never make myself known, I'd just leave her to her weeping. I didn't know why, but I felt as if my body simply forgot how to comfort someone.

Jackson hadn't uttered a word to me, not since Valentine's day. If there was anything that I was determined to fix, it was our relationship. I wanted us to go back the way we were before everything. Before he told me those words, before Leo, just back to the way we were.

I sighed frustrated, I could wish for that all I want but I knew that it was up to me to make it right. I just didn't know how.

"So, what are you going to do now?" I heard Rosy ask me, I faced her and she held a sympathetic look on her face. 

"I don't know-"

"Well, isn't it obvious? We're going to get her a new distraction, I'm thinking Chase from the swimming team-"

"Chloe, are you serious right now? More boys are not going to make things better." Rosy scolded at her. 

"But it's a distraction-"

"Chloe, take one look at her. She's had enough with boys,"

"She can handle it, it's not like she's heartbroken," Chloe answered waving her hand around.

"Guys..." I said, hoping to get their attention, it clearly didn't work as their heated argument continued on. 

"Chloe you're the whole reason she's like that-"

"Oh you're blaming me?-"

"Yes I am, if you hadn't of invited yourself into her business maybe she wouldn't of gotten hurt-"

"It isn't my fault that Leo's an asshole and Jackson's a coward. How is it her fault that she doesn't like Jackson back?" Chloe retorted back angrily, Rosy grunted furiously tugging her dark red hair behind her ear and got ready to say something else. 

They argued on loudly. Both blaming each other.

"Guys!" I practically shouted both of their heads turned to me. "Yes thank you for noticing that I'm in the very same room as you guys," I said angrily. 

"It's no one's fault okay? As much as what Chloe does know, there's no way that she could have predicted that he was going to reject me, Rosy, as for the answer to your question, I think I should make things right with Jackson." I said quietly as things have now calmed down. 

Both of their faces had formed sorry looks, so much for trying to be strong, they both probably felt sorry for me. I walked out of Rosy's room and grabbed my cell phone and dialled Jackson's number. I heard their argument start all over again, I rolled my eyes. I didn't have time for catfights right now. 

The phone rang, with each passing second I felt my heartbeat quicken. I hadn't spoken to Jackson in so long, it was only two weeks since Valentine's day but it really felt like forever.

Please pickup.

Please pickup.

Please pickup.

"Hello?" My heart skipped a beat as I heard his thick, shaky sleepy voice through the phone.

I found myself smiling, I exited out of Rosy's house and walked slowly down the street. It was 5 pm, twilight, with the sun still slightly visible. The sun's colours made the clouds turn into a warm pink, some slightly orange. The view was incredible but the feeling of hearing was voice was even better.

"Oh, I'm sorry, were you asleep?" I whispered quietly into the phone as if his head was a few centimetres away from me and I was really whispering something into his ear. 

"Dakota?" He said surprised, I guess he didn't see the caller ID, "I can call you later if you want?" I asked him, feeling slightly disappointed.

"No, no it's fine," He said with a small tired chuckle.

"Sooo," I dragged out the words feeling nervous, "I really am sorry by the way, I didn't mean to wake you up," I told him. 

"I wasn't really asleep anyway," He answered with a yawn, I walked on as I laughed, gently kicking the small stone that was lying on the ground.

"So then what are you doing?" I asked once him with a quiet tone.

"Nothing really, drawing an octopus, you?"

"The sky's really pretty today," I told him. 

"Yeah? Maybe one day I'll paint it for you." He said I could picture his sleepy smile. I'm sure he could picture mine.

"I'd take that over all of your hideous monster sketches," I mumbled quietly. 

"Oh really? They're hideous now?" 

"They were always hideous," I said to him with a giggle.

"Sure, whatever you say, ma'am." He said laughing. 

I liked the way we spoke with each other as if nothing had happened at all. I wondered if maybe he had gotten over it and forgiven me? But I still wanted to say sorry, it wouldn't feel right if I didn't. 

"Hey," I said with my throat feeling heavy as the words poured out of my mouth, "I miss you." 

"I miss you too,"

I smiled as I heard those words.

"We need to talk," I said making the mood a bit more serious, I heard him sigh, "I know," He answered.

"Maybe," I stared into the bright sun just as it was fading, now the sky was slightly darker with the suns rays almost gone. Now the was only pink clouds left and the dark of the night was slowly but surely taking over the sky. "Tomorrow, when my shift ends? I'll meet you by the cherry blossoms at that old church we used to visit?" 

I bit my lip as I waited for his response.

"Yeah sure, I'll see you tomorrow-"

"Jackson," I said just before he could hang up.

"Yes?"

"I really do miss you."

"I do too, Red."

Birito Hondakawasuzuyota was just an ordinary Japanese delivery truck driver, until one day his truck was hit by an even bigger truck. In that moment, Birito was transported to another world with his truck, and he now finds himself hopelessly stuck inside a strange medieval fantasy. 

Worse yet, his small delivery truck has gained sentience. It speaks, it moves on its own, and it seems to think that it’s not a truck at all. The truck is convinced that she’s actually a girl, and worst of all, she seems to think that she and Birito are in a relationship. An intimate relationship.

She says he's been “inside her” many times.

Luka shifted in his seat, seeming to face Yana as she described the party planning already underway for New Year's Eve. Unbeknownst to the rest of the table, his hand wandered, hidden beneath the tablecloth. Unfortunately, if someone looked hard enough he or she would figure out what was really happening. My heartbeat kicked up a notch at his touch. The heavy lunch paired with an even heavier dinner muddled my thoughts. A slow burn traversed my neck to my face. I must have turned several shades of pink, my cheeks felt so warm. I closed my hands to keep from fanning myself. Then I bit the inside of my cheek to clear some of the fog.
	A part of me felt trapped. I had little room to move away from Luka's touch unless I actually stood up. How hot Luka's hand felt against my thigh under the table dominated all my attention. And I didn't mean temperature wise. He traveled in excruciating slowness, starting at my knee and moving an inch or two then he'd stop and squeeze. This caused me to yelp, which I disguised by clearing my throat or taking a sip of wine. He used his thumb to draw soothing circles against my leg. 
	Images of this afternoon in the SUV didn't help either. This harassment had to stop. I couldn't take thirty days of avoiding Luka's advances. My body responding to his attentions made abstaining doubly difficult.
	I had to make an executive decision. Luka was a famous rock star. Surely he was used to women flinging themselves at him. I pegged him for the one-night-stand type. If I gave him access for one night then he'd lose interest and I could move on with my project without this continued harassment. It didn't hurt that I hadn't been with anyone for almost a year. I carried a personal itch and wouldn't mind having Luka do the scratching.
	Just as his hand reached the top of my thigh, I pushed away from the table. For the third time that night, everyone at the dining room stared up at me. I probably just pegged myself as the weird photographer girl. I didn't mind. We artsy types thrived on eccentricity.   
	"Luka, can I talk to you in private?" I said. 
	He blinked up at me before he pushed off the table. "We don't have any pressing matters anymore for tonight, Yana?"
	His sister shook her head in obvious bewilderment. She wasn't the only one at the table looking confused. I could see the question marks in their minds on their faces. I ignored all of them, the ache between my legs taking precedence. 
	"Then if you will excuse us—"
	Not letting Luka finish his sentence, I wrapped my hand around his wrist and pulled him out of the dining room. We went down the hallway we came from earlier. I scanned left then right for doors. I pulled Luka into the first room I could find. A sitting room of sorts. 
	The moonlight slanted in through yet another set of terrace doors. I had a feeling they wrapped around most of the manor. Not bothering with lights, I scanned the room. When I spotted a large divan, I made my way toward it, taking a silent Luka with me. Not once did he struggle. Bully for me. 
	Upon reaching the divan, I whirled around and pushed Luka back until he fell onto the cushion. He leaned back on his hands and looked up at me, a curious expression on his handsome as sin face. For a second, I wanted to lick him from chin to temple. I swallowed the urge and saved it for later. 
	"What are you doing?" he finally asked. 
	Before answering, I yanked off my shirt and tossed it aside. Luka became really still. I felt his eyes wander my upper body, placing close attention to my breasts covered in black cotton. Usually, I broke out the lace or satin for sex, but when in a lurch, cotton did just fine. They would end up on the floor anyway. Thank God my underwear matched. 
	Hands on my hips, I said, "This is what you want right?"
	In the light of the moon, he looked like a magical being, almost unreal. He went from golden god to silver temptation. I couldn't escape the heat in his eyes. And I was pretty sure he could see the heat in mine because I noticed his move. 
	"What are you saying, Dakota?"
	I licked my bottom lip, reveling in the way his gaze followed the quick dart of my tongue. I let the shiver running through me put me in the mood. "Isn't it obvious? I don't have time to play these games with you and I surely won't allow you to play them in public." With a deep breath, I toed off my boots then unclasped the button of my jeans and shimmied out of them. In one kick, they joined my discarded shirt. I forced myself to stand there, focusing on keeping my breathing even.
	As I expected, Luka's gaze dropped to the large scar that ran from my navel to just below my panty line. He sucked in his breath. He must have noticed the dozen little jagged scars that scattered around the larger one. Another reason why guys stayed away. The patch wasn't the only thing about me that scared them away. 
	A muscle ticked along Luka's jaw. "Who did this to you?"
	"We're not here to talk about my past." I tilted his chin up so his gaze met mine. "As you can see, you don't have to worry about using a condom. And I trust that you're clean. I haven't been with anyone for almost a year and I've been tested. Let's get this out of our system. I have work to do in the morning."
	"No," Luka whispered. 
	Not sure I heard him right, I asked, "What?"
	He twisted his face away from my touch. "I said no."
	"That's not what the bulge in your pants is saying." I stepped closer. "One night. No strings attached. I won't even be the clingy girl. And you don't have to do a thing. Just sit there and I'll take care of the rest." 
Mustering all the confidence I possessed, I bent down until my fingers skimmed the hem of his sweater. Lightning fast, Luka's hands circled my wrists. With controlled force, he pushed my hands away. I stood up straight and looked down at him, now the one confused. Was I wrong in his intentions?
"Put your clothes back on," he growled, guttural. 
I hated the insecurity that pinched at my insides. "Is it the scars? Are you disgusted by them?" I didn't know what prompted me to ask, but I had no regrets. His answer would help deflate my desire for him. 
Instead of disgust, his blue eyes took on a sharp edge. "You think me that shallow?" 
Just as quickly, he closed his hands around my hips and pulled me forward. My surprised yelp turned into a gasp when his lips touched my skin. He treated my abdomen to slow, open-mouthed kisses. My fingers snaked into his hair, keeping him where he was. The softness of each strand drove me crazy. They felt like the finest silk beneath my fingers. With every greedy inhale, his spicy sweet scent filled my lungs. I threw my head back with a moan when his tongue traced each and every scar. 
Unable to help myself, I moaned Luka's name. He must have had a will of steel because he gave the largest scar one last kiss before he pulled back but not too far. His hot breath on my damp skin sent delicious shivers up and down my body. I wanted more. Of him. Now. 
In a shift of mood I wasn't prepared for, Luka let go of my hips and leaned away, his hands splayed behind him on the divan. 
"Don't ever think scars will scare me off." His surly tone made him sound like a child denied a cookie before dinner. "I don't know what you think of me, but I'm not that kind of man. Now, put your damn clothes back on and get out of here."
More confused than ever, I yanked my jeans and shirt over my body. Bending down, I balanced on one leg and pulled on my boots one at a time. My mind worked on overdrive. Okay, he wasn't rejecting me for physical reasons. Then why the hell weren't we horizontal right now?
I must have asked the question aloud because he chuckled and said, "My father loves to hunt, and when I was younger, he always took me out with him."
I totally didn't get it. How was I supposed to take that statement? Unable to stand his air of mystery anymore, and the pulse he'd caused in me reaching a painful peak, I hurried to the door. My hand reached for the doorknob.  
"Dakota?"
I stilled, waiting, but didn't turn around to face him.
"Before this is over, you will show me what's beneath that eye patch."
The cockiness in his voice more than his words annoyed me enough to say, "Good luck with that. This was a onetime offer. I'd appreciate it if you kept your hands to yourself from now on."
I left before Luka could respond. Whatever games he was playing, I was out. 
With determined strides, I did my best to find my room. I refused to ask for help. It took me three times as long. The frustration of getting lost stamped down the sexual frustration. It dawned on me that I might not have thought things through before signing that contract. But there was no use being a sour grape about it. I had a commitment to my craft and I would stick to it. Let Luka and his teasing be damned. He wouldn't be touching me inappropriately again. I couldn't let him. Relief shook my body when I reached the circular section with a domed roof. I found my room soon after that. 
Deidra wasn't kidding when I asked her about turndown service. My bed covers had been pulled back and the pillows fluffed. I even found a mint at the center of one of them. 
Ignoring the call of the heavenly mattress, I picked up my duffle and emptied its contents onto the bed. I grabbed sweatpants, a Wexler T-shirt, and a new set of underwear and headed straight for the bathroom. I could formally unpack later. I planned on losing myself in the rest of my work first. Yana would have those pictures before dawn if it killed me. 
But before all that, I needed a damn shower. I needed to wash away the scent of him from my body. Scrub away the feel of his lips on my skin. Luka Visraya was lethal to the human condition.

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