Marlía, Abigail and Verónica are three friends who love to write horror stories. But: Were you always friends? What is the inspiration to write? At the end of a stressful interview, they went to the house they shared and there they began to think about why they were writing. The real reason. The inspiration for all of her stories went back to her teenage years. When they were only 15 years old and still did not know each other. They were called "nuisances", disposable people for Modern Society, which could disappear and no one would remember them. For that reason they were sent to a special school, a reformatory that few spoke of and no one entered of their own free will. There they would have to survive the tedious days of school and the long nights of survival. The school consists of three years of education. The protagonists will have to survive all the surprises that this new school has in store for them to finally be able to return to the Society.

Ruby William is a modern teenage girl, with good friends and a moderately perfect life. Until the night of her birthday, when She was dropped into a paradise dream which quickly turns to a nightmare. How will she get out of the horror she helped shape?

"I hate myself" I can't help but say it while looking at the ceiling with my back on the bed.
It's hard to think something else when you're in a state of despair. I just started staring into nothing other than in my room. Why couldn't I have been given something that could help me in my life? It's so unfair. Everyone's so different from me, they're either; pretty, talented, smart or all of the above. Like how is that even possible? I'm telling you this shit I'm going through is so teenage like, like high school movie teenage girls like. Wait, I don't think high school movies are even accurate. I mean the actors are older than they should be. What with them being too mature faced and their perfect cheekbones.
'okay, stop, stop, stop. What the heck am I thinking?' I shook my head to banish them from my head.
What the heck am I even doing? It's like the word isn't for me, though they are for others. I looked at my bookshelf full with a plethora of different genres of books except horror. It's not that I don't like horror, I think I can even start reading horror books without having a nightmare. I just never started reading one since it conflicts my religion, even though I wasn't a regular. I want to read but I just don't have the feel for it. By the way, am I the only one who has hundreds of books but only read like 50 of them? Well, the world's big enough for there to be two things the same. So I guess all book nerds have more than I do.
I can't do this. I need to freaking change my mind. I want to scream. Even scream the F word on my balcony with people on the streets looking at you like you're crazy. I actually think that's a good idea. A stupid one but good. I mean it's therapeutic, that means something at least.
"I wish shits fall on everyone!" I scream in my room, with my face on my bed and my limbs flailing around.
"Kyaaaa!" What the heck was that? I looked outside my balcony and saw shit falling, like literal shit from birds.
Wait a minute, did I do this. "Okay, no shit, no shit, no shit" with my eyes wide and my mouth gaping, they stopped. Like literally stopped.
I went back to my room to contemplate and sat on my bed. Did I do it? I should do it again. I mean not do it again. I mean do it but not that.
'Ughhh' this teenage hormones of mine are gonna get my brain cells scattered and confused.
I stood up "I wish to have all 1st edition classic books"
Silence. Just silence. "Okay, let's do this again. Maybe I should close my eyes. Yeah, I think that'll work."
I closed my eyes " I wish to have all 1st edition classic books" Silence again.
"You know what? I can't believe I didn't say this before. I'm an idiot. A freaking idiot." Am I so desperate that I resolved to believing that I can make my wishes come true? No, only idiots do that.
"Chelsea! You're gonna be late for school!" Mom didn't have to scream everytime to tell me that, but she was used to not having alarms during her childhood years so she settled on being our human alarm. 
"Coming mom!" I looked at the mirror for a moment and said "I'm so ordinary I'm loving it. What does it matter if I'm not pretty, smart or talented? I have everything I need. Loving parents, annoying brothers and a heaven of puppies and of course, my beautiful books. I don't need anything else." With that in my mind, my courage was back. 
I took my bag to check if I have everything I need for school and once I was done I closed the door to my room and left.

Chelsea is ordinary. Her life is ordinary. Everything about her is ordinary. She hates ordinary, she hates everything until she's forced to like it. But what's this? Why is the world not ordinary anymore? Wait, I shouldn't be asking that. Why is everyone running and screaming? And isn't that the number 1 prettiest girl in our school. I'd recognize that blonde hair anywhere since we all have black hair. Back to topic, why is there black liquid coming out of her mouth? And is that bone sticking out of her leg? Holy sh*t!

This is my first creepypasta story that I'm publishing on Wattpad. This story is titled Mother Knows Best. Horror, along with fantasy and action, is among my favorites genres because I enjoy watching movies that will make your adrenaline rush like a meteor destroying the Earth. Creepypastas are one of my favorite forms of horror because they focus on atmosphere, rather than gore and cheap jump scares; although that's not always the case. Famous horror stories such as Jeff the Killer, Ben Drowned, and The Russian Sleep Experiment have been an influential part of the creepypasta community because they transcend on what horror stories are and how interesting they can be.

Mother Knows Best is a very short creepypasta story that is loosely based on the extremely short story A Mother's Call. It deals with a young girl whose mother bakes "special" cookies to the point where she believe that something is particularly off. What was her mother's intentions for baking the cookies? What were the cookies made out of?

At the end of the story, I would love some feedback from you guys to see if my story needs some improvement.

Anyway, here's Mother Knows Best.

In Winston Salem, a mother and her teenage daughter live in an apartment complex on 401 Park Ridge Ln. It is called Briarleigh Park. The apartment was colored gray and the environment is beautiful. It was basically just the right size for two people because the mother stated that she hated living in a house that is unkempt. The apartment itself was nicely built; it was surrounded by trees, has beautiful plants and flowers, and a patio for any family to relax in.

A teenage girl was in her Mom's bedroom watching TV when she heard her mother called to her from the kitchen.

"Abigail, can you come downstairs please?" her mother called.

As Abigail was running downstairs to the kitchen, her mother says that she baked cookies. Abigail, at first, was hesitant to take the cookies asking "These aren't burnt, right,?" The mother, looking awkward and confused, replied "No. This time, I cooked them for about 8-12 minutes. Go on, try some." Abigail takes the cookies from the tray and eats them. After eating the first batch, she said that they taste good.

The mother was delighted and told her daughter that she's going to make a second batch of cookies. The daughter run back upstairs to watch some more cartoons. As she was watching TV, she noticed blood dripping from her mouth. She ran into the bathroom to grab some toilet paper to wipe the blood from her mouth. However, when she was wiping her mouth, more blood begin to drip causing her to scream hysterically.

"MOM!!!, MOMMY!!!" Abigail screamed as she was running downstairs to her mother, who was cooking a second batch of cookies in the oven. Her mother, while grinning eerily, turns her head all the way around and asked her daughter "What's the matter, Abigail?" Abigail opens her mouth to reveal to her mother that copious amounts of blood were dripping. Delighted, the mother suggested that she would give her daughter the second batch of cookies, but Abigail refused to take them. 

Enraged by her daughter's defiancy, her mother, while screaming in a demonic voice, chaotically stuffs her daughter's mouth with cookies. Abigail fights back by shoving her mother off of her and spits the chewed up cookies out of her mouth, leading to more blood to drip from her mouth. This time, the gore begin to drip more gruesomely.

The daughter begin to ask in fear, "Mom? What kind of cookies did you bake?"

The mom, while smiling in a evil manner, answers "Oh? These cookies? The cookies weren't store-bought. You noticed the blood dripping from your mouth? The ones you ate where made from your parents bodies."

"WHAT?!" Abigail exclaimed. "YOU KILLED MY PARENTS?! THAT EXPLAINS WHY I FELT BLOOD DRIPPING FROM MY MOUTH?! WHERE'S MY REAL MOTHER?! WHERE DID YOU PUT HERE BODY, ALONG WITH MY FATHER?!"

"Hahahahahaha" laughed the impostor. "Don't worry, your parents are safe underground. When they were sleeping in their bedroom, I summoned myself from the Underworld to murder both of them in cold-blood. Then I asked the Underworld to help me chop your parents up into pieces so that I can make cookies out of their dead bodies."

Horrified, Abigail tried to get her words out, "S-S-So? That's the reason w-w-why I was tasting blood in my cookies?" 

"Yes" the impostor answered as she was transforming into a demonic creature. "The cookies you ate, where your parents. YOU JUST ATE YOUR OWN FAMILY?!" 

"HAHAHAHAHAHA!!!" the demon begins laughing sadistically.

"NO!!!" Abigail exclaimed. "THIS CAN'T BE REAL!! YOU KILLED MY PARENTS AND GROUND THEM UP TO MAKE COOKIES, AND I ATE THEM!!" As she was screaming in distress, she begin to cry hysterically as the demon approaches her.

"Yes" The demon answers. "You ate your own parents and now I'm going to eat you."

"YOU'RE NEXT!!" the demon screamed, revealing her fangs.

When the demon catches the young teen, she kills her brutally. After that, she is shown sitting in her mother's bedroom watching TV, while eating the remains of the dead girl.

"It's not the demon that scares you, it's the anticipation of the demon."

A mother bakes cookies for her daughter, but s"oon realizes that the cookies she ate weren't normal.

Loosely based on the creepypasta short story "A Mother's Call", the story concerns a young teenage girl and her mother living in an apartment in Winston Salem, NC. One day, her mother told her daughter that she baked cookies in the kitchen. When the daughter runs downstairs, she ate her mother's cookies and went back upstairs. When she begins to notice a strange occurrence, her mother forced her to eat more cookies but noticed something unsettling. What kind of cookies did her mother baked?

Mother Knows Best is a supernatural horror story that was inspired by the short creepypasta A Mother's Call. Its story concern the themes of fear and the horror of the anticipation of a malevolent spirit.

'Gah! My face is so warm! It's practically boiling! Agh!? My body is freaking steaming! '

Mama Goblin took notice and quickly, her eyes scrunched upwards as she was confused and astonished by what was happening to the little teenage Goblin before her. Easily sliding off her long, smooth legs, Mama Goblin tapped her bare feet across the marble floor and held the teenage Goblin's face in her hands. 

Meeting her gaze, the two stared into the others eyes and suddenly, the melting point in the teenage Goblin began to die down. Turning away and stumbling to stay on her feet, Mama Goblin help her head as she brushed aside the small beads of sweat on her forehead. 

Whatever she had done, caused the teenage Goblin to instantly feel weary and then, collapsed into her arms as she fell asleep almost instantly. Swiftly regaining her barrings, Mama Goblin lifted the teenage Goblin into her strong and capable arms and carried her back over to the litter, sound asleep in the far end of the room near a small makeshift castle of rearranged book shelves and wooden cabinets. Setting the teenage Goblin down, Mama Goblin kneeled down beside the four sleeping Goblins and what looked like a soft smile formed on her face. 

Then, out of nowhere, her face turned cold as her green eyes flickered with flashes of blood red. The hairs on the back of her neck stood on end as her finger nails suddenly grew sharp as steel while the floor cracked and opened under the slightest touch. 

Cocking her blood filled gaze toward her shoulder and staring at the door across the room, a shivering MeiMei stood holding a tray of food for the small little group of monsters. 

Suddenly feeling the insane pressure emitting from the other side of the door, Mei swallowed nervously and instead, placed the tray at the foot of the wall next to the door. 

Mei then wasted no time in backing up in her steps and swiftly returned to Hirro's side. 

On the other side of the door, Mama Goblin felt the danger pass and slowly, her stunningly beautiful features returned once more. Her beauty had grown by leaps and bounds while yet, she became as equally dangerous and ferocious when it came to what she had left, which were the little Goblin children. 

Closing her eyes slightly, her long hair glistened in the passing rays of moonlight. Her eyes sparkled with an almost teary gaze. Loose strands of hair fell over her soft and smooth pale face as she was a paler shade of green than the teenage Goblin. 

Her expression and demeanor had dramatically changed and transformed almost to that of a human's. Mama Goblin knew about her change yet, she let it happen as she had no control over how she looked. Only that she was growing stronger tthan she had ever been before. 

All at the same time, her thoughts and behavior took a complete turn for the better as with her new intelligence and conscious awareness, the life she had lead as a breeder for her clan was not one she wanted for the young Goblins before her. 

Mama Goblin knew the taboo for breaking her clan's traditions and rules yet, thankfully as it was unfortunate, there was no longer anyone from her clan that she remembered that could stop her. With that said, Mama Goblin looked upon the peculiar little weirdo Goblin who reunited her sisters and gradually empowered her siblings and her to become more integrated with the vast and mysterious world outside their cave. 

Even though it was the human clan that killed her kin, Mama Goblin saw humans as nothing more than wasted space. The true object of her anger was the party of adventurers that wiped out her entire clan besides herself and the Goblin children. 

Mama Goblin's blood began to boil hotter and surged faster than ever before. Her sudden intake of power and added with her newfound strength caused the marble floors beneath her knees and legs to buckle and crack. 

However, her vengeance would have to wait as she had a new profound duty to watch over the young Goblin girls that were brought into her life. 

Nothing besides that fact would change. 

Having calmed down when seeing the teenage Goblin's resting expression, Mama Goblin felt at peace as if the worries of before had lifted and disappeared. Stroking the teenage Goblin's smooth face, she brushed along her bright white hair that had just recently changed due to her 'coming-of-age' rite every young Goblin Female took before maturing.  

Mama Goblin remembered her first time and it filled her with an array of strange emotions she never had before. At first, she remembered pain, then was pleasure and after a while, excruciating agony as she herself gave birth to countless Goblin children. 

It went on for nine years until her home was invaded and her clan was killed. 

Yet... 

With the new emotions, Mama Goblin scrunched her face in disgust and horror as she recalled her entire life. Death, breeding, suppression, was all she ever got from her clan. 

However, after leaving her home behind and living finding living with the four young Goblins, she even had an epiphany, a monument of self-discovery as the thoughts Mama Goblin formed, made her understand new reasoning and look toward the future. 

She no longer looked at her past life as all that she was now, with the young Goblins in her care, she decided to start a new life. One filled with joyful laughter and happiness. Rather than being used, abused, and cast aside while forced to obey someone else's orders. 

Mama Goblin sat frozen, with an expression as dark and twisted as she began to resent her own clan for how they treated her. 

However, she quickly pushed those new feelings aside as she would still find that blond haired human... And literally devour his very being with her own body in a heated night's sleep just before killing him and avenging her clan out of honor. 

Though it was night and everyone was asleep, Mama Goblin's face showed a carefree smile so beautiful, one would not hesitate to mistake her for her heavenly being and yet, a devilishly clandid expression twinkled in her gaze underneath.  

She decided she would wait for the teenage Goblin to wake as it was that is to her that she was now the smart Goblin she was today. With her help, she would grow even stronger to fulfill her life's desires and new found ambitions. She need but wait patiently and the rest will naturally fall into place. 

For the first time in her long life... 

Mama Goblin recognized that she was finally free. 



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Shiva was unconscious as he was supported by old banyan tree. 
White tiger's eyes were filled with deep emotions as he looked at the teenage boy. 
He was the same tiger that was spared by Shiva at the age of five.
When he was born he was different than the pack so he was abandoned , Even his parents abandoned him and he was left alone in the forest. But he was born with intelligence, a beast that can understand and had emotions. His life changed after the encounter 5 year ago. As he met the eyes of Shiva at that time , A change happened and his intelligence eyes could only see the compassion in Shiva's eye. When he went back to forest a dramatic change happened to his body , his body grew at alarming rate  and his power increased exponentially. No one could mess with him now and even his previous pack and his parents acknowledged him as the leader. But he left the pack and lived alone waiting to see the boy again. 
There was deep veneration in white tiger's eyes as he looked at the teenage boy. A little act of compassion had saved Shiva's life and his being alive could even save millions more as no one knew the destiny and the journey that he will have to tread in the future.
White tiger roared and all the beasts in the surrounding scattered away. Then he  lied down beside Shiva acting as his protector.
As Shiva was unconscious , a change was happening in his body. His muscle were breaking and reforming making them flexible as well as tough and a bluish light covered is whole body that couldn't be seen with the naked eyes. His mental capacity was also increasing at alarming rate. And his soul had turned slight blue as it had just awakened from deep slumber but was just at beginning level. His body, mind and soul had reached the limit of a mortals. Even though he was just a teenage boy he could measure up to the great grandmaster from the peak dynasties.
After the change finished he was still sleeping. Shiva opened his eyes on third day. Even though his potential power has increased he was exhausted. He hadn't eaten anything from past three days. His eyes were shrunken and lips were cracked, there was weakness all over the body.
As he opened his eyes he first glanced at the rotten corpse of Master Leylin, then at the the rotten corpse of black tiger, in the end he looked towards the White tiger. His eyes didn't linger on each of them more than two seconds and then he crossed his leg and sat down closing his eyes again.
He felt exhausted, he felt helpless, he felt weak, he thought "I have lost it all, my family is dead, Vajra died in battlefield, leylin died protecting him. I don't have a purpose to live anymore."
He thought about the countless deaths that the war had brought. Each life lost was playing in mind. He sat there motionless , his eyes closed for another two days. He looked emaciated , his cheeks had shrunken.
The horror of war was playing in his mind and he lost his reason to live and he thought he will just die sitting here, atleast he had Someone by his side , the white tiger. White tiger's eyes were filled with worry and he also didn't eat anything and in his heart he had decided to take shiva as his master and if shiva dies then he will die too.
There were no words said ,but pure emotions between a teenage boy and a tiger had crossed the boundaries of species. This was pure devotion.
Whole forest was silent for these five days and the condition of shiva and tiger had also affected surrounding animals and bird. Even if they had no intelligence , but they had emotions. Many birds came and sat down on the banyan tree. Small and big animals surrounded the shiva and tiger as they sat down in circle. They were also immersed in the mysterious state of why to live anymore. They also felt emotion of loss, sorrow,helplessness,and in the end they felt devotion. It came from their soul and heart.

Genre-  Mystery, Overpowered MC, Unknown origin, Fantasy,Magic , Gods , Demons, Devils, Mythical beings, Romantic subplot      


Am I human or divine, mortal or immortal, god or devil, hero or villain, life or death, real or unreal.....
People call me by many names.
Story of a boy that goes beyond the realm of humanity, gods and devil. A legend that had never been told...The Traveller

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Author's note
For me it's just not a fantasy tale but the compilation of my favorite thoughts, concepts and philosophy woven into the fabric of beautiful story.

Speaking of hormones, no, not that Thai teenage awakening drama, I really can't believe on why are our lives are controlled by our 'hormones'?

Like, every life decisions that we have are basically dependent on how we feel, depends on how balanced our hormonal secretion is.

Our physical appearance are also linked with our hormones. Increased production of growth hormones gives someone a desirable height. Balanced estrogen can give you a really good skin but too much means severe acne and pms. Too much adrenaline and other stress hormones can also cause acne. 

Anyway, I was searching on how to actually balance my hormones. Some says drink at least 16 glasses of water a day, yoga, qigong, running, excercise, diet... That's too much work! I never asked shitty hormonal levels duh! 

In a sense, all of our sicknesses are also dependent on our hormones. You can acquire diabetes when you have less production of insulin, same with thyroid hormones, when you have less, you'll have hypothyroidism, if you have too much, you l'll have hyperthyroidism. Cancer is also linked to hormonal imbalance, so better check your hormones!

Even our affection, anger, pleasure and happiness are affected by hormones! 

There was this really cringy belief that I heard in the circle of men that if you want to ask a woman to date you, you should bring her to a horror film or a roller coaster ride. Endorphins are produced during a 'fight or flight' situation. No, endorphins are only produced after the production of adrenaline. I mean, after we experience too much stress and once we accomplish or overcome the situation, we feel a sense of relief and pleasure. 

When a man asks you to date him after a roller coaster ride or watching a horror film, better ask your self twice, is this love or just hormonal imbalance?

Misadventures of an 18 year old girl, anything under the sun..

I wake up alone --- scratch that, I'm not alone and I nearly scream my head off when I find Shana and Mae standing over my bed and watching me with curious eyes.
"Oh my goodness!" I gasp, rolling over on my face so that I don't have to look in their question filled eyes. "Why?"
They just hop on the bed, if the bed dipping on both sides is any indication.
"Well, Renee called and was freaking out so hard something about her baby getting pregnant and leaving her." Shana starts to say.
"Well, we couldn't miss out on that." Mae tags on, laughter in her voice.
I just groan loudly and try to hide inside the bed. "I can't believe my mom did that."
"Don't worry, I do." Shana says. "You needed to see her expression." She tags on, gasping from the effort it took to keep her laughter in.
Mae isn't that nice though and she laughs so hard that her body shakes from the effort. "This is the most fun I've had in days, we really should come over more often."
"Just tell us what happened." Shana finally prompts. "We couldn't get anything out of Renee, she was that badly freaked out so we just directed her to ladies that help babysit the Pack's kids." She shrugs. "Maybe being around babies would help calm her down."
"Is what I'd like to know." I say sitting up to glare at them, the covers slipping down. "Virgil and Dale keep finding their way in my room without my mom seeing them, plus their clothes are in my wardrobe and their toothbrush are in the bathroom so which of you two is helping out?" I demand.
They just stare speechlessly at me, their mouth hanging open and their eyes…
"Hey, my face is up here." I wave a hand in front of my face, watching as their eyes simultaneously snap up.
"Sorry." They apologize sheepishly.
 "What are you looking at?" I ask suspiciously.
"You might want to see for yourself." Shana says gravely and I'm already freaking out, wondering what could be on my neck that they seem so stunned by.
I let them lead me to the bathroom, the sun is shining bright enough for me to figure that it's almost noon.
"It couldn't have hurt to just tell me instead of… oh my fucking god!" I exclaim, slapping my hands over my face in horror. "What the hell is that?"
"A hickey, I would presume." Mae pronounces gravely like it's a dangerous disease and not just an unnaturally large bite mark high on my neck.
"Let me guess, it's Virgil." Shana says blankly.
"How am I supposed to walk around with this?" I wail in horror. "Oh no, my mom is going to pass out for real this time."
"Nah, you'll be fine." Mae says nonchalantly.
"Renee is fine too, she went to the store." Shana says in the same careless tone.
I just stare at them open mouthed, my hand slipping down from my neck. "You said she was with kids." I remind her blankly.
"Why would I leave your mom with kids?" She asks incredulously. "No offense."
"None taken." I mumble. "But why did you say she was?"
"We needed a reason for coming over." Mae says simply and I frown at them.
"Since when do you need a reason?" I ask bewildered.
"Since Virgil said we weren't allowed to influence your decision." Shana pouts, crossing her arms.
I just wander back to the bed, trying to process her words. "Come again? Decision? What decisio… oh my God!' I exclaim, staring into space before snapping out of it and whipping my head from smug teenage girl to smug teenage girl.
"That's what they're doing?!" I ask rhetorically.
Shana answers anyway. "Yup!" She says, hopping on the bed. "They're what's that word again, Mae? It has something to do with a Court?"
"Woo, Shana, its woo." Mae says blankly in exasperation. "And it's courting, it has nothing to do with a Court."
"But you figured out what I was saying anyway so that's all that matters."
I'm already sinking deeper into the bed in mortification, horror splashed across my face.
"As I was saying, they're trying to woo you."
I let out a sound of misery at Shana's words.
"Why do you look so horrified?" Mae pouts. "I came up with that idea."
"I'm sorry, it's just really weird." I mumble out.
"See, I told you…" Shana starts to say smugly.
Mae just throws an evil look her way. "You must really like the feel of the couch." She threatens darkly and Shana doesn't think twice about swallowing back her words.
To me she says earnestly. "I didn't ever imagine that they would put so much work in, they must really care about you."
Color paints my cheeks at her words but it still doesn't lessen my mortification.
"Sure they do." Shana agrees. "...but have you met those two? They're bloody competitive at everything."
"It's still way better than your idea, at least this way Hayden gets to choose." Mae says nicely.
Shana just gives her a sour look. "Are you telling me that you aren't even a little bit curious of who would have won? I mean Virgil is too lazy to get goaded into a spar…"
"Don't you mean disinterested?" Mae interrupts her.
"Same girl, different dress." She waves dismissively. "And Dale keeps whooping everybody's ass so we've got no way to measure."
I just listen in on the two way conversation in slight confusion. "I don't understand."
"She wanted them to spar."
I flinch at this, giving Shana the evil eye.
"For the record I'm not the only person who's curious, do you know how rare it is to get Alphas that are literally the same age?"
"Just ask politely and maybe they'll think about it." Mae says.
Shana just falls on the bed in deep frustration. "It's hopeless, Virgil is disinterested and Dale knows it'll make Hayden unhappy, unless…" She sits up and gives me a devious look.
"No, I'm not getting Virgil and Dale to fight so that you can bet on them." I say bluntly.
"Fine, I'll refrain from betting." She says seriously. "Scouts honor."
"You really think that's the issue here?" I ask incredulously.
"I don't think there's any issue but sure whatever you say."
I just roll my eyes, Shana is like a moving boulder when she wants something.


Life is all roses and strawberries with your asexual mother till Alpha wolves fall in love with you. 

And now you have to choose... But who do you pick?

Hayden Lebaron is an average teenage boy, well if average means being about the size of a midget and being babied by everyone, at least that's what he thinks.
 A new student moves to their school and Hayden finds out that he's deeper in the Werewolf world that he ever thought possible and the worst part was that he had no idea that Werewolves even existed.



EXCERPT :

"What the fuck did you do?" Virgil demands his eyes dark, the only reason Dale doesn't have a black eye yet is because he's still carrying me. 

I intervene quickly before Virgil changes his mind and decides to land the punch. "V-Vi-Virgil." I stutter out desperately, reaching for him. "I-It wasn't D-Dale, h-he d-didn't d-do any-anything."

"What sort of boyfriend are you, letting your girlfriend get beat up by dudes in the boys bathroom?" Dale accuses, snatching me back and ending my efforts to reach for Virgil, his leaf green eyes nearly glowing. 

Shana is momentarily stunned, "Girlfriend?"  She mouths to me, I close my eyes in embarrassment, this was one of those days I wanted to start over. 

Virgil isn't even fazed by the obvious confusion. "Thanks." He bites out coldly, the appreciation has the same energy as 'go jump off a cliff. "Now give me back my girlfriend."

"No. Now get away from me, you're in my way." Dale deadpans, making a move to continue his journey. 

"I won't ask you again." Virgil says in a deadly voice, stepping in front of us, electric blue eyes nearly jumping from his face with how hard he is glaring. 

"Hayden sounds terrified of you so no, I'm not giving her back. Now get the fuck out of my way." He says, his quiet voice ringing volumes, the entire hallway is silent now, the entire school watching the school's heartthrob go against the hot new kid... and over me! - I wail mentally, wishing I was a bird, a pebble, anything but Hayden LeBaron right now.



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When he arrived at the town, the streets were already drowning in thick mist and the town folk's terrified scream echoing through the streets. Although with poor visibility Emperor Lam still can sense the white fox's qigun present at the west side of the town, and quickly make his way toward it with Grand Taosih Wu Lee closely behind. They flumping through the thick mist on the street among the town folk's scream of horror. The mist get thicker and thicker as they get near to the west side of the town. As the mist get thicker, the harder for them to keep sign of each other, and also the more potent of the mist psychedelic effect. A few minutes late, Emperor Lam had lost sign of the grand taosih and found himself all alone. He call out for the old taosih but only silent answered him. Then suddenly he can hear the old taosih scream echo from a distain. But press on he still because he just sense the white fox's qigun is moving toward him. When he came to a main street lead to the west side of the town, he try to concentrate on the white fox qigun aura to keep his mind keen, and wondering does the fox notice his present? If so, how? Is it have the ability to sense qigun aura like every mage do to? Neither way, Emperor Lam drawn his sword and when he about to chant a wind spell to clear the mist, he felt a shadow behind him. With a swift fluently spin, he strike his sword at the shadow behind him, but stop his when his blade still liamis from his target neck. Because he realized that shadow is just a teenage boy. The teenage boy's face is emotionless, and his gaze is blank like he is in some kind of trance. The boy walk slowly pass Emperor Lam toward the outskirt of the town, following the boy are a few other town folks, they also have a blank gaze like the teenage boy. Emperor Lam try to wake them up but no use, then among the charmed town folks there a women with long blonde hair. The woman raise her face stare at Emperor Lam, her face was badly beaten, her right eye swollen, and purple like an over ripe plum. Her left cheek also swollen and bruised, and her noses are bleeding badly.

"Aucelen? Wh…what happened to you?" Emperor Lam recognized the woman. "w…wait…wait… you're… you are not real." Emperor Lam said, take several step back, shaking his head trying to snap himself out of the hallucination.

"Am I?" Empress Aucelen replied with a despite filled eyes "so this is what you said to yourself, after you did this to me, your filthy mutt!"

"I… I was… no... I'm… I'm sorry, I did not mean to… it... it's because of the war, we were….." Emperor Lam stuttered, staring at his wife battered face, his eyes started to glister, emotion swelling up inside him. Guilt?

"No…. no…." Emperor Lam shake his head intensively "no… you're not real… you… you are not real!" he yelled and strike at Empress Aucelen, his blade cut through her like cutting air.

"yes… trike me down, beat me up, like you had done before, embrace your barbarous nature, filthy mutt" Empress Aucelen voice echoing in Emperor Lam head.

"shut up, beast!" Emperor Lam grind his teeth, then he chant a wind spell so strong it blow away the thick mist from the entire town block, and knocked all the charmed town folk on the ground, the mist dispersed revealing the white fox, it standing 100 lias away from him down the street.

"FILTHY BEAST!" cried the emperor, he leap forward and from his mouth a giant stream of fire racing toward the white fox. A monster the fox is but in its core it is still an animal, and all animal afraid of fire. Seeing Emperor Lam's fire breather rushing toward it, the white fox retreat and turn tail back to the forest. After the fox is gone the charmed town folk came back to their sense, Emperor Lam return them to their house with the help of the town guard. This time, Bai Ni only suffered some minor property damage due to the frightening folks, none had been took away by the fox, except for Grant Taosih Wu Lee who have been severely wounded by a frightful rampaging town folk after he got separated from Emperor Lam.

“My journey through Varlaurea continent had lead me to a charming old temple, situated in the middle of a lush, emerald green bamboo forest. After sightseeing around the temple for a while, I realized that, this temple doesn’t worship any deity, but an emperor from ancient time. Curious, I asked the temple’s caretaker about the figure being worship here. The caretaker said, the person being worship here was called Emperor Suk Lam, the Dragon Emperor of the ancient Varlann Empire, a very respected heroic figure to the people, and even been considerate as the father of the people. Interested, I ask if there is any tale or legend attach to this emperor. With a face overflowed with proud, the caretaker nodded. And so, with a pot of tea and a few sweet buns, I sit there on the temple courtyard, listening to the fantastic tales of the Dragon Emperor Suk Lam, tales of his adventures, his battles against monsters and evil cultist.”
From “A Journey to Varlaurea Continent” by Chickknight Greenleaf
Chapter 4 “Myths and Legends of Varlaurea continent”

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