Once, I'm pretty sure that my aunt Merlina told me that I'd do great things. Of course I didn't believe her, though; she was absolutely batty. Not one day of my entire life has been even remotely interesting. It wasn't that I didn't want to believe her because I did in fact want to do great things, but I lived on the east side of a small town in Pennsylvania called Breckenridge. My family moved to Breckenridge back in the year 1787, and since then they just sort of never left. The entirety of our family tree had all immigrated to Pennsylvania when it was first founded by William Penn himself. Low and behold, the beginning of a quaint and gentle life began for the Gates family.
My parents met at this rager in college. My dad was a senior at the time, and my mother was a sophomore. They instantly became close, and married after she graduated. Soon after, though, I showed up. I was what you'd call an accident. I like to think that my parents loved each other very much at some point, but I don't think that they ever really wanted to end up together. Everything was okay until my mother suggested that we move to Philadelphia so that my future would be more secure and I could go to the best schools that money could buy.However, my father didn't really get the big picture. Eventually, my mother became fed up with his stubbornness and attachment to our crappy little town, and she seemed to have found a way to slip out when she divorced my father; I don't blame her.
Living in a house with my father wasn't all too bad; we were close. He was sort of like my best friend. Even though he wasn't home very often, he would always make sure to call me from the office in Philly where he worked; he was a stock-broker. Life wasn't necessarily awful, but I had always felt a sort of emptiness since my mother left. I would leave like she did, but I was only 13 when she divorced my dad. Once I started high school, I made a pact with myself that I'd leave as soon as time would allow. Years passed, and I grew impatient; I wanted to get on a plane and fly away. But, I was only 17 at the time, and I was in my last few months at the ever-dreary East Breckenridge High School. I was practically shaking in my shoes with excitement by the time January rolled around; four more months. Little did I know, though, that those next four months would be the craziest I'd ever had, and it all started with a boy.
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Hello, babies! I decided to use the prologue as sort of an author's note, if you will. I hope you all enjoy this book! It just popped into my head the other day after my algebra final exam, and I scribbled almost half of a chapter and a prologue within a 30 minute time period. I really do hope that you all fall as in love with this book as I have, and it's only been a little over 24 hours since I've come up with it.
This is something that I've been wanting to do for quite awhile, now, actually. I just sort of needed a way to get my creative juices flowing; it's difficult to do that with fanfiction. I suppose that I sort of just get tired when I write fanfiction; it's draining. I think that I want to turn my attention to this for a little bit. I'm planning on making this a series, so hopefully I can keep you all's love and support throughout this journey. WIth all of that being said, I'd like to make some disclaimers concerning the content of this book.
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disappearance | a novel
WerewolfGreyson wrapped his arms around my waist and kissed the back of my neck, sending shivers down my spine. "You smell good tonight, darling." I bit my lip and took a deep breath in order to compose myself as he traced swirling patterns on my stomach. "...