Meet Hope Grayson

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Prologue

Hope's father, Declan, was an Nephilim and her mother, Vanessa, immortal. 

The Nephilim are elves, with powerful magical powers. They once created the immortals but through out the years they became enemies. Only they hold the ability to put immortals to the rest.

The immortals are stronger, faster and smarter than humans. They can read minds, make people see things and move objects with their mind.

Many years ago Hope's father used her mother and something impossible happened, Vanessa got pregnant. Elf and an immortal couldn't have a child but they did. The baby was too strong for an immortal so the mother died after she gave a birth to a baby girl. The father fell in love with the child but he had to give the baby away. He gave her to a mortal family he trusted, so the Nephilim would never find her. Later the Nephilim killed the father for creating a monster, or at least that's what they thought Hope was. The Nephilim killed all the immortals so that would never happen again and by killing them they hoped to find the baby and kill it before it was too late but they never found her. The Nephilim are still searching for her in the fear that someone out there is more powerful than them and might destroy them all

Today, 18 years later.

I could hear my history teacher talking something about mythological creatures in the front of the class and how he thinks they do exist. I didn't care much about mythology so i just scrolled down on my Facebook feed. As much as i'd love to ignore Mr. Roger talking i still kept hearing him perfectly.. every single word he said. That's because i'm a girl with some strange annoying abilities. 

''You should probably pay attention, you know he doesn't like to be ignored!'' My best friend James, who was sitting right next to me, whispered slowly. 

''Trust me, i'm not ignoring him!'' I answered quietly and raised my head. I saw Mr. Rogers giving me an upset look, i think he heard us. ''Miss Grayson, i'm beyond sure you were paying attention so would you please be so kind and repeat what i said?'' He crossed him arms and everyone laughed. 

''You were talking about Nephilims and that they were magical and strong mythological creatures. Nephilims were the offspring of the ''Sons of Gods''. They inhabited in Canaan.. or at least that's where they think they did. And you said people have discovered Nephilim skeletons, which i believe is a pure rumor!'' I glanced at him and he was searching for words to say because i believe he was sure i was going to answer ''I'm sorry i wasn't paying attention''. 

''Well good thing you were listening but miss, there are scientific proofs of these skeletons so it's not a rumor!'' He wasn't confident and laughed short of. 

''Thee days people tend to believe anything where said: scientists have discovered.'' I said and people started laughing. 

''Silence!'' Mr. Rogers shouted but the bell rang and everyone stormed out of the classroom. It was our last lesson today with James so we headed to our lockers. James locker was facing mine. All our school lockers were red. I put the history books into the locker and took out math's and English books because I had to study for the finals. All the other finals had been done already but these two were coming next week. I put the books into my white leather Celine bag. I closed the locker and walked over to James. He was wearing blue jeans, a white t-shirt and a pair of white Yeezys. He had blonde hair with dark roots and ocean blue eyes. He was tall with tan skin. He was a surfer and went to the gym 4-5 days a week. James was originally Australian but he moved to Miami with his family because of his father's work.

I had honey brown long straight hair, hazel eyes. I was wearing a white over sized hoodie and a pair of white Converse so our outfits were kinda matching with James. I was a swimmer and a surfer.. well James was teaching me surfing. White was my go-to color.

We walked out of the Miami Beach High School to the parking lot and went to our cars. He had parked his dark blue 1965 Mustang just a few cars away from me. I sat in my black BMW G30 which i had gotten for my birthday and drove home. I live in Miami Beach about 2 miles away from the High School. My family has a big white house with the pool on the shore. My dad, Paul, owns a yacht club. He says that his friend who once owned it gave the club to him and the next day he was killed. He even gave my dad lots of money but my dad won't tell me why. It's like he knew he was gonna die.. strange. My mum, Olivia, owns a well known beauty salon.

I parked my car in the yard in front of my house and right when i stepped out, my dog Ray Ray (Samoyed) ran to me and started barking. ''Hey boy, missed me?'' I hugged and scratched him. I stood up then and walked in to the house with him. I threw my bag on the couch and walked over to the kitchen area to drink some water. ''Hey wanna go for a run?'' i asked Ray and he barked so i took it as a yes. I went upstairs to my room. My room had a view to the shore and the pool. I put on my black Adidas shorts, sports bra and trainers. i tied my hair up in a high ponytail. I took the dog leash and went downstairs. ''Ray Ray come here!'' I yelled and he ran to me immediately. I put the leash on his collar and led him out of the yard. I decided to run to the yacht club to see what my dad was doing. The cub is not really far from here. 

After about 4 miles of running we finally made it to the club. People were walking around in the bar and the yachts. I searched for my dad and i saw him talking to some guy and showing him some yachts on sale. The guy was kind of familiar but i wasn't really sure who he was. I walked over to them. 

''Hey dad!'' I said and they turned to me.

''Oh, my beautiful daughter!'' I hugged my dad. ''Hope, meet my new client Roberto!'' We shook hands.

,,It's nice to meet you Hope!'' He smiled warmly.

''Thank you, sir! But i'll be heading back home now, Ray Ray is tired!'' We all looked at Ray Ray and he was lying on the ground almost asleep. We said goodbye and we started walking back home.

Halfway back to the house i arrived to a bridge where i saw a man standing on the edge, ready to jump. He was probably in his 20's.

''Hey, what are you doing?'' I ran towards him and he glanced at me and smiled. ''Stop, no, don't do this!'' He looked back down again and then jumped. When i got to the place where he had jumped i looked down at the water but it was clear..no body. Nothing. I looked at where he had stood but it was clean, no dirt. ''What the hell?'' I looked around to see if anyone else had seen him but everyone was just staring at me with confusion. It was almost as if no one had seen him but me.

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