Near the end of the twenty-first century, esper powers, which, thought to be nothing but fiction, has become a reality thanks to science. Recognized by the military after WWIII, espers are now an essential fighting force and get taught in specialized schools. This story follows Karna -  a 14-year-old boy enrolled in Blank High School, one of the many schools for espers in New York City.

A/N: Chapter names are boring I know. I'm not too focused on those right now. 
I'm also going to try a different writing style? See how it goes and which one works better for this story.

As the sun began to rise Nyc grew more worried for his new pupil. She wouldn't wake up, and he knew she was stuck in the depths of her mind, hiding from the cold reality she now faces. 

He tried to coax her into coming back but he truly didn't know if his voice reached her. He's just grateful that her wolf grew tired and is now asleep with a full stomach of deer meat; which gave her time to still come back. He really didn't want to kill her, but if she let her wolf take control he'd have no choice.

Nyc waited patiently, observing her beast form. Her fur was a vanilla blonde color, unnatural for a lycan but not impossible. She was a great deal smaller than his beast, and unlike him her skin wasn't covered in scars. Her nose was a faint pink and she had a short muzzle but those were common female lycan traits. 

What really got to Nyc about her was not her physical appearance though, in either form. Granted he found her attractive but what really hit him was her intoxicating scent. It violated his nostrils but he couldn't get enough of it. It brought weird feelings to rise within him, but the only one he recognized was arousal. His wolf desired to mount her but he fought off his wolfs urges.

Nyc reclined into his thoughts and didn't notice when Rays eyes began to flutter open. 

Feeling disoriented Ray tried her best to focus on her surroundings, however she was overwhelmed with many scents and noises. She could hear many bugs scurrying around her and in trees, or in the ground beneath her, she could also smell the thick scent of dirt and grass, or the Breathing of a rabbit sleeping peacefully in its den. When she opened her eyes, everything came to her in blue, purple, gray and black and slight hints of a teal green. But she could see things that were far and would normally be blurry. 

The attack on her senses hurt her head she quickly stood up, hearing an animalistic whimper escape her mouth.

Nyc was startled out of his thoughts as she suddenly moved, he sensed her panic and called out to her.

"Ray, calm down, I'm right here and you're still in your lycan form."

Her ears twitched as he spoke and she turned her head to face him, she towered over him in this form. She tilted her head and stared at him, her eyes wide glowing a bright forest green. She let out another whimper as response to Nyc, unable to actually speak to him.

"You need to calm down if you wsnt to change back. I'm sure the increase in your senses are overwhelming but you gotta shut that out, focus on calming down..." Nyc spoke to her softly and gently, keeping eye contact as he spoke to help her relax.

Eventually he watched her breathing slow to a normal pace and she looked at him questioningly.

"Alright now focus and think of your other form, imagine changing into that form, your bones, muscle and flesh melding back into it original place..."

She did as he instructed and within minutes she stood before him naked and covered in dry blood.

She opened her eyes, and upon realizing she was nude, she quickly covered her breasts and mound. 

"Uhm, why am I covered in blood? And where is that robe?" She raised her brows expectantly at him concern visible I'm her eyes.

Nyc handed her the robe and turned around so she could slip it on as well as amswer her question, "the blood is from deer. Always remember that you  need to hunt regularly to feed your lycan half. If you don't, you will have a painfully forced shift so it can feed itself."

Ray got herself covered as she listened and gave a simple "oh... Good to know. Can we leave the woods now?"

Nyc tunred to face her, "yes. Follow me."

The walk was silent at first. Nyc wanting to give her time to think. But once they got back to his junk car and started off the road to what they would both be calling home he decided to question her.

"How are you feeling physically right now?"

Ray was silent for a moment, taking a mental observation of her body, "I feel fine... But my head hurts. The noises and the smells are overwhelming. And I'm not used to being able to see things this clear."

Nyc nodded as she spoke, "well..." He said when she finished, "you'll have to get used to it. As a lycan you're abilities advance a bit. But your senses are probably gonne be the most noticeable. But your stamina, strength and endurance have all also taken a drastic advance. As well as you're hunger and reflexes."

Ray listened carefully, understanding that Nyc was going teacher on her and informing her of her new self. 

"Also," he added "you can see spirits as well as traces of magical use."

"What do you mean 'magical use?'"

"Magic is obviously real, Ive mentioned that and you were used for it. But when someone uses magic it leaves a... Stain if you will. If the magic is used for dark intentions it leaves a thick gooey essence and smells putrid. But if the magic is used with good intentions, it has more of a watery essence and has a bittersweet scent."

Ray nodded her head but gave no response to Nyc and the rest of the drive was silent. 

About twenty minutes later Nyc pulled his car into the make shift driveway. Really his place was nothing more than a room, and was secluded from the nearby town, his driveway was nothing more than a dead lawn covered with weeds and dirt. 

Ray internally flinched at the sight of Nycs home. She missed her apartment, and wasn't used to such a sight. 

"Is this really where you live?" She asked turning to Nyc as he shut off his car.

"It's a hideout more than anything. My actual residence is no where near here."

Ray felt slightly relieved. Perhaps they wouldn't always be here and he'd take her to his actual home. For now she new she'd have to get used to it. Luckily she already knew the inside looked nicer then outside.

The two exited the car and went inside, "you can take a shower, there are already towels in the bathroom. I will take you to get clothes and other necessities later today. For now you can borrow a shirt of mine shorts. Tomorrow I will begin teaching you of what you are now and how to coexist with the wolf within you."

"Alright...thank you," Ray replied and Nyc reached into his nightstand and tossed some clothes to her. 

She easily caught them and quickly turned away into the bathroom closing and locking the door behind her.

Ray looked around the small room, the bath was a mix of a bathtub and shower with a plain black shower curtain pulled to the side. Beside the shower was the toilet, and it has a cupboard above it, and the sink had a cupboard beneath it as well as square mirror above it. There were two towel racks, one across from the toilet, the other across from the sink. The first one had two large white towels tge other was empty. 

Ray set her clothes on the counter around the sink and slipped out of her robe. 

She turned to face the mirror and stared at her reflection, she almost didnt recogniz herself. Nothing had changed on her appearance but she felt like the person staring back at her was not her.

But she was the same as always, only difference was that her pale blonde hair was a curly mess, and her eyes were a bit brighter in color and seemed to almost glow. She noticed also that her skin no longer contained any blemishes or scars. Not even a scar from when she was cut open or from when Nyc had bit her.

Must be a werewolf benefit to gain clear skin she thought to herself as she ran a hand through her hair to detangle some knots.

She still has some chub around her waist, stomach and thighs but that never bothered her. 

Ray stared at her reflection a little longer before she finally moved to turn on the shower, adjusting the waters temperature to her liking before hopping in it.

For a while she just stood there, watching the blood wash off her and drain away. Her mind was went completely blank as she stared off into space simply enjoying the water running over her body. Without much focus she began to wash out her hair and clean the dirt off her skin. 

When she was completely washed Ray noticed that she had been silently crying the whole time, her tears mixing with the water. She took a moment to calm down taking a few deep breaths. She didn't want to cry, she didn't want to feel anything. She also didn't want Nyc to notice. 

Once she felt relaxed enough she shut the water and stepped out of the shower, grabbing a towel she quickly dried herself off and got dressed.

With one last glance at her reflection, she shut off the bathroom light and exited into the room. 

Nyc was at his desk putting folders, notes, and sheets of paper into a trapper. He barely glanced at Ray but he knew she was there.

"What are you doing?" Ray asked her head tilted slightly.

She didn't care all that much. But she felt awkward when it was silent. 

"Packing shit."

"What for?"

"I am going to move us to a bigger hideout."

Ray liked the sound of that. This room being quiet small with only one bed and a leather loveseat. 

"Ray you can go ahead and rest. We will leave in a couple hours. I need to wait for my alliance to contact me and tell me if the other hideout is clear."

"Uhm. Okay..." Ray moved to the bed feeling awkward just from walking.

She laid down and covered herself with the soft covers but she didn't sleep. She wasn't tired.

Instead she lay there with her eyes closed and day dreamed about her old life. Her parents would be heartbroken to hear she was missing and that Miranda was dead. They'd already lost their son. Now their daughter?

And Mirandas family would be crushed... 

Ray hoped all of them would move on. Hopefully they'd find something to give them peace over the loss of their children. But Ray knew it'd be a long time before they healed. 

Ray changed her thoughts to her desire for revenge. She made scenarios in her head on how she'd hunt down the cult. Thinking of this made her feel better than thinking about her feelings and the life she no longer had. She wanted to shut that out, to forget it all. She didn't want to feel the pain and loss, she refused to fully except it. Rather she chose to ignore it and focus on her rage. 

Focusing solely on that made her feel numb insode and she liked it. She wanted to stay that way, to bottle everything up. 

Bottling things up was something shed always done, but now she didn't have Miranda to open the bottle and help her get through it. 

No now she has to keep it tightly closed. 

But how long before the bottle shattered and she was forced to feel and acknowledge everything she was ignoring? 

She chose to ignore that inevitable outcome as well.

"You're desire for revenge will only end you..." His eyes roamed my face, showing me pity, "And you will be yet another disappointment."

His words stung. But this was all I had now, and my anger and hatred for what happened to my friend and me was stronger than the feelings Nyc made me feel.

I bared my teeth at him and growled as I pushed him away, "Then so be it."
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Ray and her friend wake up to find themselves being used in a sacrificial ritual by a cult that worships the first Werewolf ever made. Lycaon.

But the cults plans go awry and Ray barely hanging on by a thread is offered a way to continue living as long as she accepts that she will become a beast of the night.



Elizabeth 

Mom was gone. By the time I came home, she was gone. Our housekeeper Sandra was a beautiful kind-hearted gentle woman in her mid forties. Aunt Rose interviewed a lot of people and has finally appointed her. I love Sandra. Now I've never talked to Sandra on an emotional level, you know those deep conversations that generally happen with people you trust, those. All I know is that she has a son, who's currently in 2nd grade and I know that he loves chocolate. So when I give the list of items I need, I always add extra chocolate and give it to her. I don't say anything, she says thank you and that's about it. Whenever I'm feeling low she makes my favorite dish, Mac and cheese or a white sauce pasta. She stands there while I eat waiting for me to open up but I don't. Instead I thank her and tell her that the dish is great and leave. When mom first met Sandra she didn't talk to her at all, it was clear that she hated her here. She simply ignored her in all the one week she stayed. So when I came to find Sandra looking like her dog died, the first thought I had in my mind was, does Sandra actually have a dog . She didn't say anything and I didn't either, I simply knew, I felt her absence like I always did. So I just nodded my head and sent Sandra home early. She seemed reluctant to go but I gave her my power lines: I'm used to it Sandra, go home.Sandra's fee and every other financial situation in the house is handled. By who? How? I have no idea. I've always had a credit card to buy the stuff I need but I never put it to good use. I mean I'm not really into fashion but I do have a specific sense of style. I was 15 when one of the luxury clothing stores in NYC sent our home their card along with few pieces from Gucci's latest fall collection. I always knew we were .. er, more than self sufficient. But I never knew the scale of it until I looked up T&C after Aunt Rose's first visit, the day my life changed , my goddamn birthday. T&C was a corporate giant. Huge. They're into anything & everything. I was blown away by the scale of it. But since mom and dad were divorced, does she still get money out of it? Money was always a topic of dilemma for me. I didn't how to deal with it or how much I really had in the first place. Another topic of dilemma was Michael Carter.I felt happy that professor Blair hasn't called me personally into his office after I impulsively submitted the stupid assignment. But today was shittier than my usual day and the reason was well , Michael Carter himself. First he shows up with his flushed face chewing on his lip like a toddler, second I realize that my dad has a better relationship with him than me; his own daughter and third he's as wierd as me. I mean , he told me that I was beautiful, I never expected that from him. The minute he said it he looked like someone kicked him in the balls , like he regretted saying it out loud. I'm used to people staring at me, checking me out, calling me all things from beautiful to a bitch. It's not a big deal to me, never was, never will. I have bigger issues at hand. Like communication, establishing meaningful relationships with people in my life aka my mom who's currently gone. I've never even stepped into her room, not once. Is she having a relapse, is that what this is? I should've talked to her sooner. Shit. Shit. Shit. Regret is creeping into my brain. Regrets are bad , no they're the worst. They mess up your head and mine is already messed up. If there's one thing that I've known in my whole 17 yrs of life, it's that the regret you have over something you haven't done is always and always more than the regret you have for having done something. Oh my god why didn't I do that always outweighs oh my god why did I do that. Always. That's what's happening to me currently. Why didn't I talk to her sooner, why didn't gather enough courage to talk, enough kindness to forgive her, enough empathy to understand what she was feeling. The what ifs started catching up soon. What if I've spoken to her , would she have stayed? What if i- 

My thoughts were interrupted by the bell. I've never ever heard that bell sound ever before because no one, absolutely no one visits this place. 

" It's open!" I yelled. 

" Oh my god Liz how many times did I tell you to lock the door!?" 

" Firstly nobody ever visits and secondly I'm not used to it" 

" Don't give me pathetic excuses young lady , you are locking your door next time, understand" 

" Yeah yeah whatever" I roll my eyes 

" No tell me you understand right now" Aunt Rose had her hands on her hips and the serious look on her face only made me laugh. 

" Of course I understand, I'm gonna lock it next time , okay? " 

"That's better " she walked towards the couch and sat right next to me 

" Do you want anything, to eat or drink?" 

" Don't treat me like a guest honey and I just drank coffee, where's Sandra by the way?" 

" I sent her home early" 

" And Why's that!?" 

" I just needed some time alone, to process things" I let out a sigh 

" Hmm, did she tell Sandra anything, before she left or- 

" No, no information, she just left" 

" Are you okay, how are you feeling?" 

" I um, is she relapsing, is that what this is?" 

" Liz, honey , you should know some things" oh no. Not liking where this is going. 

" Honey your mother never went to rehab" 

" What? How is that even possible, everyone said, you said- 

" She just left this place, this place , that's her biggest trigger, she just left this place" 

" But I would've gone along with her, I would've, we would've relocated, done something-" 

" It's not your choice honey , and it's definitely not your fault" 

" When did you talk to her? How do you know all these things, how long have you known?" I wanted to know. For the first time, Aunt Rose looked guilty. 

" I never wanted to keep this from you- 

"How long?" 

" After the first month" after the first month, Jesus. So much for wanting the truth.I suddenly remember Oscar Wilde's quote " The truth is never pure and rarely simple". Figures.I raised my head toward the ceiling and closed my eyes. Deep breaths 

" Look, she thought some time away would help her but looks like it didn't." 

I didn't say anything because I don't feel anything. 

" She called from a local number and we talked, she didn't want you to know and it was never my place to say" 

I get where she's coming from. 

" Listen there are certain things I want you to know, so pay attention okay" 

I just nodded in response 

" I know you have a lot of questions regarding everything in your life and I want you to know that I'm gonna be there to help you with anything and everything, anytime okay." 

I just nodded so she kept going. 

" Nobody knew she was absent in your life honey, nobody, not me, not your dad" 

The mention of my father piqued my interest so I turned to look at her. 

" Your father always kept in touch with us, after Robert died." 

"Why are telling me about my father now, did Michael tell you all this" 

" What Michael? Did he say anything about your dad?" Aunt Rose looked shocked. So Michael did keep his mouth shut. That's good. This is how it's gonna be then. Everything that happens between me and him is gonna stay between me and him. Wow. I like the guy now. 

" No, I don't know what I'm talking about, please continue" 

" Last year, at the hospital, that's when your dad knew about any of this. That's when I knew about any of this" 

" Is he handling my finances?" 

" No! What do you know about your finances?" 

"Um, nothing-" Aunt Rose looked surprised and disappointed with my revelation. Surprised that I didn't know anything and disappointed in my mother I guess. 

" Okay let's start with this, the apartment complex you are living in, you own it" Explains why we live in the penthouse.Ohh dear lord how did I not know this. 

" When you mean you- 

" It's your mother's, some of the property is in your name, some in hers, mostly it's in your name." 

She let out a sigh before she continued 

" You own almost all the luxury clothing stores&,boutiques here in NYC and major stocks in many many million dollar companies" 

" Like what!?" 

" Apple? T&C?" 

" What's the deal with T&C? Now that they're divorced- 

" Honey, your mother is a very successful business woman. Money will come knocking on your doors even without any work on her part" 

" Were mom's parents rich?" 

" They were, your mom is from Nashville, your grand parents used to live there" 

" Where are they now,?" 

" They died honey" her voice was barely a whisper now. 

" Both of them?" 

" Both of them" 

" How? Why?" 

" Your grandparents owned most of Nashville, they had their own brewery and distillery. Your grandfather was an alcoholic, he um, used to be abuse your grandmother a lot." 

The thing about addiction, it runs in families. The first sentences of the article I read on the internet flashed in my mind. 

"My mom was a victim of abuse?" 

" No, it was your grandmother , he never did anything to your mom" 

I think I'm just stunned to hear all this 

" Your mother always wanted to protect your grandma, she wanted to get a degree, earn enough and take her away. But- 

"But what happened" 

" Your grandmother died when we were in our final year of college. It was a heart attack. Your grandparents had your mother late in their life. And shortly afterward your grandfather also passed away. Your mother, she was always unhappy as a child, we were neighbors back in Nashville, I've never once seen her smiling. The only time I've seen her smile was when she was with your dad. That was when she was the happiest. After their divorce things changed, she changed. She never wanted any of this to happen to you Liz, she wanted to keep you away from her demons, she didn't want to uproot you, she wanted you to have a good life , a happy life" 

I didn't know what to say, looks like history was repeating itself because look at me, I was exactly how mom was. Unhappy. 

" Was my father a good man Aunt Rose?" 

" He was,he still is, marriage is not always hearts and roses honey, it's work. It requires love , trust and most importantly time. After Robert died, Tony was handling the company on his own. Everything they built from scratch, from their blood sweat and tears, their empire, it was on the verge of collapse at that time. Your father didn't handle it well. He didn't give your mother the time that she needed , can't blame him but he shouldn't have cheated on her. It was a mistake. Your father, he was your mother's entire world. The only person she loved besides her mother. She couldn't take it. It devastated her. I'm not defending any of them Elizabeth, I'm just telling you the truth, which I should've , long ago" 

" It's okay Aunt Rose, it's okay, I probably wouldn't have handled it earlier" 

" Well how are you handling it now? How does all of this make you feel" 

" The truth is, I don't feel anything,I dont know when it started but off late I don't.. I don't really feel much, it's either rage or I'm numb. I , I don't know if that's good thing" 

" Oh Liz, it's the emotions that make us human, don't lose them, hold onto them" 

" How did you cope up ? With Uncle Roberts death?" I've always wanted to ask her this. 

" It was very tough in the beginning especially staying in the same city and the same place we call home. I have memories of him all over NYC right from when we met in college. So we relocated to Washington to live with my parents. It was tough for Michael but needed the change, he just didn't understand why at that time but he trusted me. Robert was an orphan so growing up there were a lot of foster parents. So he always wanted Michael to have the stability that he didn't have growing up. To call a place home and to actually stay in it. He wasn't close with his grandparents but I was very attached to my mom and dad. So to answer your question, I fell in love , that's how i coped" 

" With,?" 

" With life Elizabeth, with life. We don't realize it but life is very short Elizabeth. Very short. Death is what gives life meaning,to know our days are numbered. We have to be grateful for everything we are experiencing because not everyone is blessed the way we are. Think about it, there are hundreds and thousands of people all over the world going through poverty, misery, debilitating illnesses, lack of opportunity, abuse and they are still moving forward, moving on , with a strong face and a brave heart. God blessed you with many things Liz, money, opportunity, beauty, surely you do know that." 

That made me laugh. 

" Do you believe in God Elizabeth?" 

" I don't know, I've never thought much about it. Do you? " 

" I never did until the day Michael was born. My parents were very religious but somehow I never trusted or believed in God growing up. Robert and I , we were trying for a baby even before we were married. We wanted to create something of our own, something that was a proof our love , a child. But I didn't conceive for a long time. I was so disappointed. One day on my way to the college I crossed our city Church. I heard the church bell and a bus passed right past me. It had the words hold on, written at the back. It was as if God was giving me a sign. Seems ridiculous I know but I believed in it.So after that we stopped trying. We got married later on in life. One year after my marriage I was once again passing through the same street , I heard the sound of the church bell and another bus went right past me. It said Its time. Will you believe me when I say that was the day we knew we had Michael." 

" No shit. Wow" 

" Haha, I know. It's the faith that matters Liz, have faith, in something,anything. Only faith and gratitude have the power to transform us.They will ground you, empower you , liberate you. You need them in your life." 

" I'll definitely think about this." 

" They say Joy is the second thing that brings you closer to God" 

" What's the first?" 

" It's love my dear, have you ever been in love?" 

" No, never." 

" Have you liked someone before?" 

Great now we are venturing into boy talk 

" Um no," 

" Oh my god you've never kissed a boy in your entire life?" 

" God no, what? No , I've done everything with boys" 

" What do you mean done everything?" She was looking at with... fury? 

" Never mind , can we just leave this- 

" Elizabeth Mary Taylor, tell me everything, right now" oh now she's definitely furious. 

" Geez , god, this is awkward. I've kissed a few guys, made out with two, did other things with one and had sex with one." 

Aunt Rose was silent for a complete minute. 60 seconds , I counted, it was the most awkward 60 seconds of my entire life. 

" Did you use protection? And what do you mean by other things?" 

" Yes we did, we even checked my cycle and by other things I mean.. a hand job?" Oh god kill me right now. 

" Oh my god , Elizabeth, I can't believe this! where was this at ? at the back of an alley?" 

" Oh my god, how did you know that!" 

" Seriously Elizabeth, tell me about other things, booze , drugs, - 

" God no, no drugs, I hate drugs, " 

" What about booze, " 

" I drank once, before I had sex for the first and only time" 

" That's it! We're gonna get a doctor's appointment." She started looking for her phone in her purse. 

" What ! Wait? Now, no, what's that for?" 

" And you're gonna stay with me for now on." 

" Hold on wait! What!? No, Aunt Rose , calm down. " 

" You need supervision Elizabeth, you're not an adult, not yet!" 

" I know. Besides I've managing pretty well until now" 

" I can see that" 

" Okay will you listen to me. " She looked at me and I went on 

"everything started to spiral down after I found out about mom. Okay. Before that everything was fine. And what do you mean by staying with you. I'm not gonna move into your place especially when you have a teenage son who happens to be my classmate." 

" That's the last thing I care about. You know that." 

" Ughh come-on, this is my space , this is where I feel most comfortable, something I call home even with an absent mother. I love this place." I did love this place.She stopped talking so I continued. 

" I promise not to be reckless okay! After knowing all this... I don't want to end up like my mom okayy. I just never understood why I was alive," 

Aunt rose gasped at my last sentence. 

" Honey, are you - since when , why didn't you- 

" Relax , I don't think I'm depressed but I do get bouts of depression from time to time. I didn't know what I was doing but I'm gonna figure it out okay" 

" Liz, honey, you know you will always have me right, God I wish I can do more, - 

" Please, the little semblance of normalcy I have in my life is because you. I know it's gonna be okay because I know you are here" Aunt Rose was holding back tears. So I took her hand in mine and gave it a gentle squeeze. 

She pulled me tight in a hug and held me for a long time. Yeah, everything's gonna be just alright with her by my side.

Meet Elizabeth Taylor & Michael Carter, children of the founders of T&C enterprises , a multi million dollar company.
Elizabeth Taylor is a confused teenager who thinks she's incapable of love since she got none from her parents.
Michael Carter is a shy boy whose knows exactly what he wants from his life, to fill in his late father's shoes.
Yet their paths never cross each other for 17 years.
Elizabeth's life turns upside down after she discovers the truth about her absent mother's life on the day she turns 16, on the day she first meets her mother's best friend, Rose. Rose is exactly what Elizabeth needs in her life, a mother figure but what will happen when she realises that Rose is actually Rose Carter, Michael Carter's mother? 
Follow the journey of Elizabeth and Michael over a period of ten years, through teenage and adulthood, through sorrow and hope, through heartbreak and love.

After receiving my diploma and the graduation ceremony had ended; me Seline and mom all decided to head back home where a special dinner, which Seline and mom made, was waiting for us. 
    As we got home I decided to go outside while mom and Seline set the table but as I was laying on the grass thinking about my life till this point I felt lucien sit beside me, but this is the first time I've seen him in his human form, 'am I the only who thinks he looks like will smith... weird' but he just looks at me and says " you will have many triumphs and many losses but always remember to keep the people have helped you on your journey close to you young one for they will be the ones to always protect you as you do the same for them" after he says this he gives me one more smile before running into the woods before mom spots him and creates a ruckus. After laying out here for a little longer than I thought I decided to go inside and have that special dinner hoping this wouldn't be my last dinner on this world ' I just got here for gods sake.'
      After the dinner I decided to do some detective practices before I enroll in the pandora police academy which I really hope I get in fingers crossed lol.
    After I did my practices I went to the police academy to which there was a series of questions asked but the one that caught me staring the most was what position do you wish to be in after graduating from this police academy because there are so many different types of detectives; you have narcotics, mobs or trafficking, you also have homicide the list just keeps going but after thinking for a little over fifteen minutes I decided that I would go with homicide which really felt like the best choice with all the shit I would most likely be in the middle of in the future.
    After finishing the enrollment process I decided to just walk home, I didn't really live that far away just a couple blocks really, so as I'm walking home I'm casually glancing at all the different businesses and homes on my way to which I never really noticed before probably due to only leaving the house for school and a girl most of the time while other times was just going to practice for sports so you can i was kind of awe struck and the different flower stores and restaurants that looked so nice and boozy, but I finally made it home and told the women of my life about everything and about me going in as a hopeful homicide detective to which was a whole nother round of arguments till I eventually got what I wanted as always being an only child is so great sometimes I just love it.
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       6 months later
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Hey guys so it's been six whole months since I enrolled in pandora police academy and I love it here I'm top of my class in everything from combat to interrogation to my aim and I can honestly say all those exercises my mom has me do to teach me about a detectives skills really helped me out like really helped me out I have a lot of offers from big city police forces trying to hire me after I graduate from pandora to nyc even LA but I'll probably end up going to NYC and knowing my family there going to follow me there and I know we could afford it due to my mom working her ass off so I say New York is the way to go what do you guys think? But anyways my mom and Seline really miss me back home even though I only stay a couple blocks away I just think they are too lazy to just come see me but that's a problem for another time now here's the thing there this guy who gots this real hard in to see me fail at something while we are here so obviously he is really pissed off because I'm good at everything and all of our teachers praise my every move which I love of course I'm not a narcissist or anything I swear...okay maybe a little but that look on his face every time I pass is priceless it's like seeing shreck after he sees all the fairytale creatures in his swamp kills me every time I swear, but that's been my life so far no girlfriends but I have been noticing Seline staring while I work out a lot recently and I don't feel creeped out or anything like that I actually like her staring at me but is that weird because I have known her my whole life you know and to add to that lucien just sits there smiling at me like something is unfolding before his eyes or something truly weird that guy I'm telling you never before dark a lycan only embarrassment and clueless moments come from it major headache I swear but this is my family what can you do right?!
    Now that we are talking about lucien something is weird with him today as if he is posed or something he just keeps staring at me like I'm some prophet or something at it's starting to freak me out but before I could walk away or anything the fucking bastard actually but me like he actually bit me and yeah I know he did the same to Michael but cmon I didn't expect him to just run at me and do it god dammit it fucking stings and now Seline is staring at me worriedly like something is coming but before I could ask what's wrong she just comes out of no where and bites me too like what the fuck is wrong with you guys like fuck this shit hurts and she can't even get me a towel or anything she just ran back inside like she didn't just bite the fuck out of me.. savages I tell you just savages, 'ONE DAY ILL GET THEM BACK ONE DAY' right after that thought though I passed out with a massive headache from these visions like images I'm seeing in front of me as if I m there in that moment in time.

Hi my names James and I died which really sucks but I get to go to a world based my favorite movie and love the women of my dreams seline but I have to be strong.

   Come read my story and find out what happens in my new life.



I went back to Aiden's house an hour later and that woman just left the house. I saw Aiden was smiling so much as he entered the living room and instantly changed into a serious expression as soon as our eyes met. 

He has changed so sudden. It's really weird. Did I do something wrong to him that makes him mad at me? 

"Hey...Kiki," the little puppy approached me, asking me to rub him on its belly. "You're so cute, you know that..." that puppy seemed so happy when I rubbed his belly and even slowly fell asleep afterwards. 

"Hey guys...." Laura who just came home from her workplace greeted me and Aiden who was sitting awkwardly at our seat. Me on the floor with Kiki, meanwhile for Aiden on the sofa right in front of the TV. "Whoa...what's this situation. Why it feels cold here???" 

Our eyes met again, but then quickly moved away our eyes. 

"Hmmm whatever....so I brought pizza for our dinner tonight and Shawn will be back with beers in 30 minutes." Laura continued and showed no interest to find out what happened to both of us. 

"That's great...." Aiden replied coldly without even looking at his friend instead just scrolling something on his iPhone. "Oh by the way, I think I'm gonna return to NYC in 3 days. There's a thing I need to settle with Sierra there." 

"Wait what???" Laura replied in shocked. 

Even I was in shocked too when heard Aiden's words. 

Sierra??? Is that woman. Who is she?? How can she change him so much in, one day???! 

"W-what about, Mia?? You said you want to help her but...-" Laura couldn't even finish her words when suddenly Aiden stood up on his feet then walked closer to Laura and me. "Well, you can take care of her. Just like I said, I need to settle things in NYC. Maybe some preparations for our wedding..." 

Laura and I gave each other looks. Both of us were in surprised by everything that came out from his mouth. 

"Wedding???" Laura replied in disbelief. "Seriously, Aiden...I don't even know her. Besides, you just hung out with her for a couple of days. Now you talk about marriage? You said you still love Mia....but now-" 

Aiden suddenly interrupted her, "Mia is dead....it's time for me to move on from her. So now, I want you to take care of this new...*turns to me with cold eyes*... Mia and I will be returning to NYC in two days." 

Whoa....did he just said. Plus, his eyes looked so weird, as if like he was under a spell or something. 

The real Aiden is usually not like this. I think I need to ask Dylan to investigate that suspicious stewardess. 

* 

"So, I got the info about her," Dylan and I meet up at his place in the next evening. He seemed to get some information regarding of that mysterious girl named, Sierra. "Her name is Sierra Richards and used to to work with Aiden several times. She lives in NYC, just like Aiden and also she known as the goddess among the stewardesses." Dylan handed over the picture of her to me. 

"Arghhh, why did she appear at this critical moment???" I complained. "How am I going to get Aiden's love for before he left for NYC in a few hours???" 

That's it! I need to do something, fast. 

I went back to Aiden's house then looked for him, but I couldn't find him anywhere. "Where is he?? Why did I feel a bad thing is going to happen to us?" 

I didn't noticed myself that I was tearing up in the middle of Aiden's room. I...I couldn't help myself from it. I don't want to die yet...and I don't want to lose Aiden either. 

"How am I suppose to tell him that I'm Mia?" I murmured to myself. 

"Are you being serious??" Laura suddenly came in at the door step out of nowhere even looked in surprised as I turned to look at her. 

"Are you really??" She almost exposed my true identity but I managed to stop her by swiftly ran towards her and covered her mouth. 

"Please...don't say it," I begged for her. "And yes...I'm so sorry for keeping it as a secret from you. I have my reason and hopefully, you will understand." 

She just nodded with me and slowly I removed my hand from her. "Do you know where Aiden is?" 

"He left to the airport 15 minutes ago," she was tearing up when replied my question. "He's getting married in a week...I don't know what's going on with him and that girl, but I believe there is something not right about her. Even Aiden acted so different these past few days." 

"Yes, I noticed it too..." I replied. "In that case, I probably be dead so soon..." 

Laura widened her eyes as heard the words came out from my mouth, "What do you mean about that?? Is that true??? Mia, I...I'm so confused right now." 

"I really can not explain it...but you need to help me. I'll be dead for sure if Aiden got married to that girl. Please, Laura, help me get to Aiden." 

"O-ohh...God...of course I will help you," she became even more panicked. "Let's go...before it's too late." 

"Thank you, Laura...." I was so glad that I have a friend like her. She is so nice to me even though I lied to her about my identity. 

 

T

They were so much in love but everything changed drastically when the girl died in an accident. He couldn't do nothing to save her instead of crying while staying by her side as she breathed her very last breath on his arms. 

5 years later, a mysterious girl  suddenly came into his life, reminding of him to the past as she has the same look as his dead girlfriend. Little does he know, the girl kept a secret from him as she is actually related to his old lover.

I'm standing next to the lake buck naked looking at my reflection in the ripples of the lake. The cold isn't bothering me which I assume is because of the Appoplexian DNA, white furred ones have resistance to cold or something along those lines. 

I looked at my reflection and found my face to have a resemblance to tiger shroff which is kinda ironic so I can see why the goddess changed me to like him. Though my skin is like white jade which might be from my fathers side. Inanna transferred a little information about my biology which indicated my parents origin. 

Male was a human and the female was an Appoplexian which is kinda scary. Female Appoplexians are stronger meaning that my tiger side is going to be a lot stronger than I predicted. Funny thing is Appoplexians pick their mates through combat, they fight and the winner marries the other unless the other declines after the fight, the other party would be respectful to their decisions. 

She made it so my dad won the fight and that he was a huge furry, this information was just to piss me off and it worked. My height changed from 5ft11 to 6ft8, my muscles swelled and I felt my spine tingle which would allow me to move on all fours easily. My teeth sharpened and my upper wrist popped a long black blade claw that can carve through metal like a knife through butter. 

My eyes glowed green and my senses increased a lot because I could now see in the dark. I looked back down to my reflection and noticed my hair, it was pitch black but had orange highlights resembling a tiger stipe on the sides. My figure looked powerful and my claws looked deadly. I retracted then and popped them over and over again to get a feel for them. My breath was powerful generating steam like a pissed off bull. 

I calmed my nerves and thought about relaxing which made me shrink back down. I looked back at my body and found black stripes on my torso which resemble a tattoo but I know they aren't. I feel weaker than earlier but a lot stronger than my last life. I decided to go  for a run and test how much exactly. 

Should have found shoes first because the rough stones of the park scratched my feet as I ran. Didn't break the skin which shows I'm much more durable now. When I bulk up to my "rath" state I could swing a tree like it was a child's foam bat which shows how strong I am. 

The difference between the two is that when I'm in rath mode I get bigger, can pop my claws, run up walls, run on all fours and get much more aggressive. The marks still remain no matter what shape I'm in but I don't really mind. In my human form I'm at peak Olympian levels as compared to when I was just a human who went to the gym a lot. 

My first step was to head into the city to find clothes and money for food. The cold doesn't bother me meaning I could sleep outside with no issue. I also seem to have gained some sort of predator instinct because all the animals run for their lives when they spot me or smell me. 

I entered an alley off a building not to far away in the upper east side. It's marvel universe and at night which means "well well what do we have here,  you know the naked cowboy performs in Times Square right. Some naked freak running around our turf isn't welcome" said some dirtbag accompanied by two goons in track suits. 

Mafia? Or is it magia in this world, Spider-Man called them that. The middle one who reeked of hair gel and was whinging at me didn't like being ignored so he popped a switch blade and thrust at my chest. It bent once it impacted my body. "Wha-!" The asshole exclaimed before I grabbed him and choke slammed him into the concrete. 

I got oissed so I bulked up "LET ME TELL YOU SOMETHING MAGIA GOONS! NO ONE STABS RATH! RATH DOES THE STABBING! IF YOU DONT LIKE IT GET OUT OF RATH'S KITCHEN!" I shouted before swinging the possibly dead guy by his leg like a bat straight into the other two sending them straight into a dumpster. I heard something cracking breaking which means it was effective. 

I shrunk back down and took a deep breath, so when I change I addressed myself as rath on instinct which is good. Don't want people tracking me if I screamed my real name. Though I was kinda speaking gibberish I can't really complain. 

I walked over to the three goons and started stealing. Three wallets filled to the brim, uh these guys were really a stereotype. They were named mario, tony, and Luca. Well their clothes fit kinda, I stole their shoes and bits of each outfit. The fat one had a stretch T-shirt that covered my muscle body a little to well, the tracksuit also fit nicely on me. 

Mario had a rewards card for some deli so I grabbed his phone, it was a stark phone and was high tech enough to unlock with a thumb print. The date said 2008 and tony stark had just been kidnapped according to a news app. Stark tech is ahead of the curb so I don't have to adapt to much. 

I googled the location of the deli and went to get a bite to eat. Now once I found it I ordered the nicest thing I could from a place called "Lenwhich" I ordered the big daddy sand which, the chimichurri steak and the havana as well. I also got a few bottles of water. Next I went towards a side store and bought a cheap backpack. 

When the sunrise came I headed towards a T J MAXX, GAP, Under armour and several other stores so I could buy some more clothes. After that I just used my claws to scale an alley and rest on a roof to get some sleep for a bit to de stress.  I sat there and watched the city from the roof, it's so busy here compared to back home, I had parents from two different countries with one falling in love while studying abroad so I moved in between the two frequently. My mom was Portuguese  and my dad was Irish, his brother married a Japanese woman so that's why I went to visit. 

I pondered on what it was that I should do, I could use a job but I'm technically an illegal so it's gotta be somewhere cash in hand. Running over what I knew in my head about marvel and nyc the only things I could think off were construction or a shop in Harlem. My skin is white so Harlem might be out however despite my appearance I'm half Portuguese and half Irish. Though I don't think my last life counts but I can still speak Portuguese. 

I decided to head towards Harlem to try and get a stable job for a while, why Harlem? Simple the hulk and abomination will be there which means I can find a problem that needs to be taken care off before it becomes something disastrous. Samuel sterns, the leader....

It’s about a dude getting reverse truck kuned, he ends up being a hybrid Appoplexian. No omnitrix it’s just rath all the time. 

This is an experimental story so I hope you enjoy. 

Check out my patr eon.     Smithsonian_86

Arthur returned to Kamar Taj. He directly went to Ancient One's room. Ancient One was still brewing her tea.
" Oh Arthur right on time. Here have a cup of tea."
Arthur nodded 
" Master do you think my moves are wrong?"
Ancient One smiled
" There is no good or bad. What you have done is a great gift for humanity. For thousand years human never won against vampires. Even mages like us can't make a move against them. Because of the peace agreement. However they still attacked humans."
Arthur took a sip
" Teacher I think they are worthy of pity. Some of them are good."
Ancient One sighed
" Your kindness is the one of best I have ever seen. Indeed there are good vampires among them. I will show it to you."
Ancient One struck Arthur's chest. Arthur's soul flew out. Ancient One used her techniques to bring Arthur's soul to NYC. Arthur asked
" This is NYC."
Ancient One nodded
" Indeed. Look there."
Arthur looked down and found a vampire. However this vampire was walking under the sun. Arthur was shocked
" He isn't a true ancestor. How could he walk under the sun?"
Ancient One said lightly
" He is the vampire that you are looking for. He despises his own kind and loves humans."
Arthur nodded 
" I understand. Thank you teacher."
Ancient One nodded
" Well then let's go back. Your friends should need your help."
Next moment Arthur found himself in his body. 
" Teacher is Tony in danger?"
Ancient One smiled
" Go back. You should know where he is."
Arthur immediately opened his portal and went back. Ancient One sighed
" Younglings these days. Merlin come out. I know you there."
Old man came out from space
" You are looking energetic. Well you robbed my disciple."
Ancient One rolled her eyes
" Self disclaimed disciple."
In the mansion of Mandarin 
Rhodes woke up. He looked to his front. He immediately recognized this person
" You are that man. Why did you bring me here?"
Man smiled 
" We need your armor. Now give it to us peacefully or I will use my force."
Rhodes refused 
" I will never give it to you."
Man laughs 
" So be it."
His hands lit up like fire. He directly pushed his hands to Rhodes's chest. Rhodes heard warnings
" Warning high temperature detected. Immediately get out from the armor." 
Rhodes gritted his teeth
" Wait for a moment."
Rhodes found out that temperature is rising quickly. He was waiting for the right moment. Rhodes shouts
" Now."
Pshh*
Rhodes dashed out from the armor. His tackle hit the man but man expected this. He dodged to right side. He hit Rhodes. Rhodes felt like the train was hitting him. He flew out and hit the wall.
Thud*
Man calmly said
" Don't kill him. We need him."
Man looked back 
" Bring engineers and fix this."
Meanwhile 
Tony found out Mandarin's secret base. He didn't say it to anyone.
" Jarvis stay focused. I will go there."
Jarvis said
" But sir that is too dangerous."
Tony waved
" It is okay."
Tony quickly went out.
Few hours later
Tony went out from his truck. He went to mansion. Tony was calm, he was looking around for Mandarin. He went silently into the mansion. However his imagination was directly shattered. Tony found Mandarin. He immediately used his gun.
" Tell me where is he?"
Mandarin shook his head
" I don't know, I am just a actor."
Tony groans
" I have to hurry."
He directly went to their lab. 
" This should be the place."
Suddenly 
" Bravo Mr. Stark. You have found us."
Tony looked back. He saw Aldrich
" You. Because of you, Pepper almost died."
Aldrich shrugs his shoulders
" But she is still alive and you gifted yourself to me."
Tony wanted to say something but he found out that he was shot by anesthetic drug. Tony looked back and found Maya was standing there. He pointed her and fainted. Aldrich nodded
" Don't kill him too. We need his brain."
Maya nodded
" I understand."
Aldrich smiled
" Now then I have to do my job."
Maya looked deeply to him. She knew this man will be jailed or even die in his action. After all he is already in scope of Arthur. Maya gulped when she remembered Arthur's eyes. That eyes were full of mercy but also have full of destruction.

The watcher is a fanfic novel of fantasy type animation and movie

Dying sucks. Waking up in a world filled with Aliens, Gods, and Monsters sucksx2. Learning that I'm technically still dead, well that takes the cake.

Release schedule: once a week on mondays.

My parents ran away from their problems
From Montego Bay to NYC
Far all the way just to solve them
They come this far and still not be free


What is so great about NYC
You can't seem to be free
The Lady, no the Lady of Statue of Liberty 
Liberty with no family


Dear Parents of mine
I know you didn't suffer to have me
But why NYC
The one place not to be


You could have increased the population in the suburbs 
And colonize somewhere else
Never mind, pack your stuff I'm calling an Uber
It's a great place called Willis


NYC-Not Your City
Let's move out or you can move in with me
Get a house near the sea
It is a great view to see


My parents are immigrants
Who wants to live in NYC
To escape problems and be free
Near the statue of liberty

Everything I write and post is with a passion of writing in mind. I love to write and control my own world of fantasies As each week goes by, I will write about another prompt I find or even answer you guys prompts.

P H R A S E R

        Isobel Windsor aka my mother was actually a mystery that could never be solved. At the age of sixteen — barely legal I dared say, she had married my father who was twenty years old at that time, making him the happiest man on earth although, in the process, she had made my grandparents really unhappy. My mother was part of the royal family as her father — William's and my grandfather —was a duke, she was supposed to marry someone with either royal status or from other British rich families, not someone from a middle-class family like Darragh Ronan, my father. She had been pregnant so my grandparents had no choice but to give them their consent if they did not want to lose their only daughter.
        Until this very day, I dared say that my grandfather still regretted the decision of sending her to study in Dublin which was where she had met my father. My dad knew about it and he turned that into motivation as he moved to NYC and made it big in Wall Street.
        Being a mysterious woman that she was, my mother filed a divorce four years later. I was barely four years old when that had happened and had to spend one month in Ireland with my dad and the next month in London with my mother as they had shared custody. My dad had been devastated but soon he met Clíodhna, my primary school English teacher, and married her. A year later, Corbin was born. In the same year, my mother decided to listen to my grandmother and married Charles — a man that her parents had chosen for her — so everyone acted as if I did not exist. I was in all boys boarding school for years, only spent my holiday with my grandparents in London or William's family in D.C.
        Maybe she started to care now that I had been diagnosed with a killer disease because it was in her nature to be spontaneous and unexplainable.
        "Phraser? Is everything alright?" I heard Autumn's worried voice and snapped out of my head.
          "Yeah." I returned to the living room and sat next to her. It did not take me long to figure out that Tyler's ex's full name was Faith Antoinette Gauthier, her parents were French-Canadian who got divorced a few years ago, and she was currently living with her father, step-mother, and step-sister in NYC. I had a list of the courses she took in NYU but I did not think those were important so I basically skipped them. Autumn had been very quiet sitting beside me, sometimes she leaned over my shoulder to get a better read at stuff then leaned back against the couch when the stuff bored her out.
I managed to skim through Faith's recent Twitter and Facebook update when I found something that might help us find her. I put the laptop on the table and stood.
Autumn who was scrolling what looked like some celeb's Instagram account glanced up. "What is it?" I moved to the grab my coat and hers then snatched the keys off the hook where I had hung them. "Where are you going?"
"The right question is where are 'we' going. Come on. I know where to find Faith."
She moved towards me and I helped her put on her clothes. "Where?"
"She's at Sonic, 944 8th Avenue." We walked out of the guest house and I closed the door behind me then led her to the front of the house through the yard. "She's going to finish her class soon so we should hurry up before she leaves."
Autumn had a small frown on her forehead, her face looked at me both confused and in awe. "How did you know?"
"Well, she just posted: 'Fifteen more minutes before this torture finally ends. I'm spent and sore. Who thinks yoga is relaxing?' and added location tag on her Facebook post." I opened the door for her then went to my side. Looking at her over the roof of the car, I smirked. "Isn't it about time for another compliment?"
Holding the car door, she rolled her eyes. "Not yet. You'll get one if we do meet her."
I shook my head. "You know, it's a tough job trying to impress you."
She answered me with a laugh as she got into the car. I followed suit a second later with a huge grin on my face.
* * *
T Y L E R
I dunked the remaining of my coffee into the sink and let out a deep sigh. The world did not get better after the wedding. Well, maybe it did but mine did not. I felt like crap twenty four seven since I had bailed on Autumn. I was being a coward, if I did not want to meet her, I should have said it to her face. Now that I was back in NYC, I was having a second thought about all of this. I wondered what Autumn had figured out. Hunter sent a text this morning, telling me that he had told Autumn about some of the stuff in the hope that she and I would have a talk and figure things out. He thought he was doing me a favor and maybe he did but right now, I hated him for telling her. She was not supposed to know any of this because I knew if she did she would try to dig further and that could cause more harm if the Italian guys found out someone was sniffing around.
"Fuck!" I slammed my fist on the side of the sink out of frustration. Hunter's stupid move may have put her in more danger than necessary. What I had done so far in order to protect her would be pointless now.
"Woah, I have let my place be your crashpad and now you're breaking my stuff?"
Turning around, I watched Mario standing six feet tall, arms folded and brows raised. "I'm sorry, man."
"Yeah, as long as you stop doing it." Mario, being the swell guy that he was, smirked then leaned and opened the fridge to grab a beer. "I'm in a good mood. You want some?"
Alcohol was the last thing I needed. I shook my head, declining his offer.
Mario shrugged. "Your loss." He took a swig of the beer then walked out of the kitchen only to stop by the doorway and turn around. "Oh yeah, Faith is going to join us for dinner but we have to pick her off her yoga class first so hurry up and get ready."
I raised one brow. "Since when Faith is into yoga?"
"I have no clue." Mario shook his head slowly. "If I have to do those bending and flexible moves, man, I would rather do it in private."
* * *
About forty minutes later, we finally made it to Eight Avenue. Mario caught a glimpse of Faith sitting by the reception desk and groaned. "We're fucking late. Damn. She is going to kill me."
I chuckled. "Nah, she won't."
"Oh, she will make me pay." Mario walked a tad faster as we crossed the street and went up the stairs. Faith had probably seen us because, by the time we got to the top of the stairs, she swung the door open and stepped outside.
"Did you two take the NYC tour bus or what?" Faith rolled her eyes as she carried her yoga mats and her gym bag.
Mario quickly took both the bag and her yoga mats. "Lemme carry that."
"It will take more than carrying my stuff to make up for making me wait an hour for you," said Faith, sounded annoyed. Yet from the look on her face when Mario was not looking, I could tell she was trying to bite back her smile. Their relationship had gone better and stronger each day. Both were still in disbelief that they could finally be together again. Sometimes I watched the way Mario looked at her, almost as if he just saw an angel or mirage in the middle of a dessert.
"Where are we going to eat?" I asked both of them since they were the ones that dragged me into having dinner with them every day since I had gotten back here, almost as if they were keeping an eye on me just in case I had a breakdown.
Mario turned to look at Faith. She was the boss of tonight so she got to decide the place. "Hmm, I am craving some junk food. Pizza or burger is fine."
I smiled and nudged her arm. "You do know that those calories will cancel your hard work in there right?" My thumb pointed at the Sonic studio behind us.
"Shut up, Vincent!" Faith punched my arm lightly. "A girl can eat whatever, whenever she wants."
"Yeah, yeah. As long as you don't come to me and ask me whether you look fat or not in a dress." I rolled my eyes as I remember that she had asked me that question multiple times back in Vancouver when we were dating. Faith giggled and I glanced up to look at my friend. I was a tad anxious and wondered if he was okay with the fact that Faith and I used to date. Judging from the stupid smile on his face, he clearly was not worried. If he was, he should know better that there was only one girl who owned a permanent residence in my heart.


Instead of doing what I asked him to, he grabbed my arm and pushed me against the wall. My bag dropped next to my feet. You're not going anywhere." He put both hands on the wall, trapping me in between his muscled arms.

My eyes widened at the anger laced in his voice. He was too strong, I could feel it from the way he grasped my arm earlier. "I'm gonna scream." I tried to remain calm even though my breath hitched and my heart pounded like a machine gun.

He let out a deep chuckle. "Scream all you might, Temptress. No one is gonna hear you." A mischievous smile appeared on his face and the look he gave me told me he meant every word. We were in a secluded room, I doubted anyone would hear my screaming but it definitely worth a try.

I opened my mouth, ready to scream all my might when his mouth came down crashing on mine. The scent of his sandalwood soap assailed me, as he pressed his mouth against mine. For someone who was rude and cunning, it surprised me how he could be soft when it came to kissing. He placed soft kisses at the corners of my lips and held my face in his warm hands as his fingers tangled in the hair above my ears, tugging my ponytail and messing with my hair.

His brown eyes filled my vision, hard and intense, a direct contradiction to his hot, sensual mouth. The tip of his tongue touched the seam of my lips, and my breath caught in my throat. I could feel a jolt clear in the soles of my feet, a warm tingling that curled my toes and settled in the pit of my stomach. The kiss was tender, almost sweet, and I fought to keep my eyes open and pressed my lips tight. I fought to remind myself that the lips brushing mine, as if he were my lover, belonged to an egomaniac asshole who told lies and swore to make my life miserable.

* * *

Autumn Summers thought her life was better off without the notorious Phraser Ronan. She had more problems on her plate right now, including her bullies who always knocked her down every time she tried to rise back up. Yet, whenever she was in trouble, he was the first to help. Slowly but surely she found her worst enemy had turned into a knight in dazzling armor that will complicate her stable relationship with her two years boyfriend Tyler Vincent. 

With darkness lurking at every corner, follow Autumn and her strong will to stand up against her bully and sort her feelings for the two guys. 

* * *

{COMPLETED} Phraser knew the second he saw her that she was the girl he'd had a crush on two years ago. But when she blatantly turned him down, he swore to make her college life like a living hell. 

* * *

"She's not fragile like a flower, she's fragile like a bomb."

* * *

The crime scene where the author butchered OTPs, tried to write sex scenes, and touched sensitive subjects (depression, cancer, loss, betrayal). 

There are some NSFW scenes. Read at your own risk.

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