Hey :)
This is my first Wattpad story and well... since I'm pretty much ''new'' (even though the account is a few months old I really wasn't usig it) I'm not really sure how this works and I'm sooooo nervous. Please comment and help me out! It would mean a LOOOT.
Don't hesitate on telling me if it's bad, or what's wrong, so I can fix it.
Thanks for it all,
Always yours, Penguicorn. ♥
Prologue
''No!!!'' the woman's scream ragged through the whole auditorium. When Nikolai did any work he liked to have an audience, preferably females. She was a pretty brunette, with a well-proportioned body he admired and wanted to... He stopped his train of thought to come back to the present.
He had to finish it soon, or the woman would open her mouth soon. He was so fixed on finishing it all soon that he didn't see the woman -the pretty brunette- until it was too late, and she was on him. She had a small pocket knife she stabbed in his neck. He jerked backwards and they both fell to the floor.
Blood was flooding on his side and he hit hard the woman and pulled the knife from his bleeding neck. The hem of his shirt was soaking with blood and he cursed low. He hated doing that. Usually works weren't as messy, since they weren't expecting it.
He furrowed his brows as he started healing. The woman was regaining consciousness, he realized and appeared by her side, breaking her neck immediately. He laid the dead body by the other, waiting for them to be found by the police the next morning.
Dione woke up with a cry.
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The Last Prophetess
Teen FictionDione is the last of her kind, and she has no idea, until Andy comes into her life. He vows to protect her, and help her, but she doesn't want his help. Being 17, and told that you're the key to save the world ain't always pretty.
