“Fuck!”
The guilt that followed over the first curse word I’ve ever spoken aloud paled in comparison to the immensely shocking truth that caused it. I think even the most prudish person I know would forgive me the slight if that person knew of what I held in my hands. At age seventeen. Standing in my foster parents’ bathroom. Looking up from the condemning stick, I starred into my shocked brown eyes in the mirror and noticed how large they appeared against my too pale skin. My brown hair looked nearly black in contrast.
When my knees started to shake I stepped back until I hit the wall, and slid slowly down to the floor. With my legs straight across the ground I took up starring at the pregnancy test that seemed to scream at me with impossible things. I could only think of what led me to this moment. It was the day of my seventeenth birthday. The first day the new kid came to class.
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Blood Kiss
ParanormalAshlyn falls hard and fast for the new guy that claims he's a vampire. Ian's a centuries old vampire looking for a little amusement, but finds his soul mate instead. Human and vampire interaction isn't permitted, but nothing will keep them apart, or...
