This story is inspired by The Demonata Book's Series written by Darren Shawn, it also was inspired and will include many characters with the same actors as the television shows GRIMM and Teen Wolf and a few similar characteristics and plot lines.
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" Comment les loups signalent leur emplacement pour le reste de la meute , ils hurlent " ( How do wolves signal their location to the rest of the pack, they howl )
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What better ceiling than the night sky? What greater night light than the crescent moon above? What softer bed than the soft green grass beneath me, long left unmowed? There is no need for speech but a whisper. There is no need for music but the crickets. When do I feel smaller than when looking at the stars? When do I feel more at peace than when looking at the constellations? The air tonight is warm⸺the feeling warmer. The stars are countless tonight⸺my dreams more. The day was my sickness, this night is my antidote. The day left me high and dry, this night found me and saved me. The day made me hungry, this night is my supplication. What is life but a wandering? What is this night but a feeling? What is this feeling but a moment? It is a moment fleeting, and that's what makes it great.
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( Beggining Of Flashback )
( Ellie Grace's POV )
( Somewhere Along The Coast Of California )
" Christopher Thomas Stiles Grimm, I like how it sounds ", I commented, we were currently driving, Thomas tenderly grabbed my hand, wound his fingers trough mine and smiling turned to me and replied.
" It does sound a little sweeter when it rolls out of your tongue, me darling dove ", ridicously happy I leaned my lips towards his face and pecked him on the cheek.
" Christopher Thomas Stiles Grimm ", I think his name in my mind once's again, it had been several days now when Thomas had finally confided his full name to me, there was still so much I did not know about him, but this was a puzzle piece less in the woven tapestry that was Thomas life. We been together for a couple of months and already I know he is the one I want to spend the rest of my life with.
Thomas continues to drive trough themain interstate highway, we've been on the road for a couple of hours, Stiles picked me up in his Blue Jeep at my house earlier today, we were traveling all the way from San Francisco till we reached our destination, our case been Vancouver, Canada, after Thomas the gentleman he was always insisted and waved off my attempts to help him pack up my luggage on the back of Roscoe, that was the name he had baptized his jeep with, I said goodbye to my parents, kissed and hugged them both and we had been on our way. It had been morning, before even the sun rose on the horizon after settling myself in the copilot's seat I've pushed my seat backwards and putting a pillow under my head I've fallen asleep as the soft hum of the engine and Thomas steady breathing had lulled me to a peaceful sleep. My stomach started rumbling a little bit and I knew that I was hungry, slowly opening my eyes and see Thomas face, he's wearing sunglasses and I smile because of how handsome he looks, as if to remind me of my other needs my stomach rumbles once's more and this time Thomas briefly glances at me, when he sees that I'm awake he just says a little embarrased.
" I don't feed you as often as I should don't I ",
" No, of course that's not true, I'm just a little hungry is all ", I say gently.
"Well My Lady, your needs are my priority and as such here we are, best breakfast joint in the city or small town of San Bernardino, California ", he swerves the jeep carefully in the other direction and as I rise so I can look out of the window, I see that Thomas has brought us to Sweetbriar Rose Breakfast and Dinner House. I turn towards Thomas and as he finds a parking space and turns of Roscoe's ignition key slot I reach towards him and kiss him, my fingers gently trace over his stubble, it tickles my fingertips as I do so, for most women a man with stubble or a beard even is repulsive but for me it only makes Thomas look more masculine, mature and older, in other words I love him with all my heart. Thomas got out of the jeep and before I could even unfasten my seatbelt he was already at my side opening the door for me, like a gentleman he helps me down from the jeep and closing the Jeep's door behind us, my arm intertwinned in his we walk towards the breakfast and diner.
( A Few Hours Later )
After having an all you can eat breakfast buffet with Stiles after I had to make a quick stop at " The Girls Room ", we found ourselves driving once's again trough the main interstate, we were still in California, after having crossed various counties and cities we were starting to approach the Californian border with Washington. But just before reaching the great state of Washington we stopped at a rest stop, as Thomas turned the engine off I reached towards him and grabbing him by his shirt I pulled him close to me and kissed him, Thomas carresed my face while his lips moved along with mine never breaking the kiss. After a few hours of just reclining our seats back, parked under the shade of a line of trees, listening to several Coldplay songs on the portable speakers, after resting for a while we continued our roadtrip, nothing much happened, we listened to music, switched out driving, taking turns behind the wheel and so on the days continued. Thomas insisted we stayed on hotels even though I said numerous times to him that a small room would suffice but he rebuffed my suggestions each time by kissing me and telling me that I deserved a good comfortable night of sleep, it seemed strange but each night instead of getting naked and wrapping ourselves in each others arms and having wild sex,Thomas never pressured me into anything like that and even slept on a separate bed than mine, only on the occasional exceptions when I would askhim to come and lay down next to me so I could cuddle with him and on those night I would fall asleep with Thomas spooning me and making me feel warm and loved.
( A Few Days Later )
After days on the road we finally arrived and crossed trough the state of Washington, we made a couple of quick stops in Seattle and the small twilight town of Forks and then crossed the US- Canadian border and in into Canada we arrived and finally we reached our targeted destination Vancouver, Canada,it turns out that we were arriving at one of the many houses that my beloved Thomas owned all across different parts of the globe, I never asked him but somewhere along the line I knew Thomas must have inherited a fortune of money. I was never one to speak of such things because I was not with Thomas because he had money, I could care less if he didn't I loved him for his heart not his wealth and just as he had my heart, I knew I would always cherish knowing that I had his too.
( End Of Flashback )
( Author's Notes: )
To be truthfully honest I only wrote this chapter to help fill in the gap in my story and to make up for the fact that I have a writers block as to where I want my story to go.
Any ideas or opinions would be greatfully welcomed and accepted.
