Finding rose (chapter 16)
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By the time we got back it was barely sunset any more. The sun had all ready set over the tree tops and it was beginning to get cold for some odd reason.
My icy glare didn't waver from Damien as we went and returned to the table, my mother glaring at me in a disapproving way.
Just to be safe this time I imagined a force field like bubble around me that would send a little shock to any one who touched it. Of corse only I could see it though.
"Now your probably wondering all kinds of stuff like our diet, what we do, do we really burn In sun light and other things related to that." Damien's dad started in saying as if Nothing ever happened.
"But let me clear something up first." He said. "We are not coming all the way here just to bring you back and drink you dry; those are not our intentions. Our intentions however; are to bring you back for Damien. " he said gesturing to his son.
"He loves you very much deer." Elizabeth added in.
"If he loves me so much then why can't he live here." I said sternly. "And why has he been in hiding if he has been 'watching me for quite some time'" I air quoted.
"Because he is the next heir to the throne in the vampire kingdom." The king stated proudly.
"HE'S THE WHAT!" I screeched rising out of my chair ready to run again if needed.
"I know this is all a little much to take in but there is something else that your parents need to mention." Elizabeth spoke softly.
"your powers." My mom spoke softly.
"honey, when you were out in the woods, what...erm...powers...did you...figure out you had? " she spoke softly squirming uncomfortably in her seat.
ummmm... well it first started out when I opened the door and ran into max. I got mad and threw him over the fence...then when I star-...." I was cut off.
"YOU WHAT!" my mother screeched.
"I erm...pushed him over the fence." I muttered.
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finding rose
Loup-garouthere is a story of a girl and her mate, his true love. ever since this girl was born she got one single white rose every year on her birthday. the roses never die. her mate always watched over her. watched from the tree out side her window. now th...
