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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" History is full of wars, Fought for 100 reasons, But this war, our war, I want to believe, i have to believe, That every step across the battlefield, Every man that's wounded, Every man I lose, That's it's all worthwhile because our cause is just, Of course, if that cause came with some hot food and cold water, That'd be okay too ".
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( Isabelle Lightwood's POV )
" I'm a space bound rocket ship and your heart's the moon And I'm aiming right at you ".
I wake up opening my eyes and a smile on my face, my whole body feels as if it has this glow surrounding it, the memories from yesterday come flooding back to me, Chris touch on my skin and the feel of my hands running across his scar riddled muscled body. Tenderly I slip my hand under my shorts and the helm of my panties tenderly cupping my vagina with my hand and just trying to recreate Chris movements with his hand, I keep smiling as I feel that I'm still wrapped in one of Christopher's arms as he sleeps besides me. My body decided to make it's necessities known and carefully as to not wake him up I stood up and walked barefooted to my bathroom so I could relieve myself of my business after I was done and washing my hands I opened the bathroom door and started making my way back towards my room. I received a slightly unpleasant surprise when I realized that Chris was not laying down on my bed anymore,
" Chris ", I called out his name but received no response back to my call.
My parent's must've gotten really hammered last night, not that I couldn't blame them even Grimm's needed to release some stress and let some heat out in this case my parents decided on a day of hotel sex and drinking, they hadn't even woken up yet and when I checked on them my dad was spooning my mom, I smiled at the sight. I was still in my yesterday's clothes as I walked downstairs to the second floor, maybe Chris was down there right, reaching the kitchen a huge breath of relief that I hadn't realized I've been holding in until that moment releasing it from my chest when I noticed Chris outline as he sat on a chair and seemed to be concentrated on something. Sliding the door to the side I stepped out into the backyard, the beautiful morning breezy air hitting my skin caressing it,
" Morning handsome ", I greeted Chris, he had been in the process of cleaning and oiling properly the chamber of an MP5 assault rifle, he stood up and wrapped me in a hug, I put my arms around his back and pressed him as close to me as possible.
" How are you this morning? How did you sleep? ", Chris asked me.
" I slept like a princess ", I replied while giving him a quick kiss on his lips, Chris didn't pull back to my pleasant surprise.
" Now how about I make breakfast for everybody ", I offered, Chris wrapped an arm around my waist.
" That sounds perfect, I'll help you ", he replied, together we both stepped inside my house and making our way towards the kitchen started getting everything ready and afterwards started preparing breakfast so it would be ready for all of us to eat when my parents woke up with their massive hangovers.
