septiplier oneshots (Discontinued)

3. love curse

Based of the picture ^^^  time set is mythical kind of, like werewolves, witches, ect.

Third person P.O.V

He knew he shouldn't have done it, but for him he had no other choice. It was life or death. Now a curse lays upon him, 'to he who stole from me shall fall in love with  opposite blood' to this time he still doesn't understand what this 'curse' truly meant.

Mark fischbach known as the villages bad boy. Stole things, used people to get the things he wanted, but for what? Was there even a reason for him doing what he does? Yes there is actually, his mother is extremely ill with a terrible sickness with no antidote. He steals the money for food, cloths, rent, and at least money to keep her alive. Taking what he wants so he can sell it and put it towards to pay a witch for an antidote. Which cost ALOT. One minor thing, mark is one of the many werewolves of the village.

Seán McLoughlin known as the new rich kid. Kind but sassy, innocent as a light red rose but littered with thorns from his past. Abusive father always picking and hitting at him, picking at the blemishes of his body, littering scars, bruises and broken bones on his body. Strict mother always commanding him do that do this, teaching him the wrongs never the rights, take never give. On the outside they seemed like the perfect family. One minor thing they were one of the many vampires in the village.

Mark's P.O.V

My leather jacket tugged loosely onto my freezing arms, my fluffy black ears perking up and listening in on the 'latest gossip'.
My charcoal black tail swished side to side.

"Did your hear about the new guy, I heard he's rich" a girl named Kalie  said to her group of friends, those group of friends were the popular girls. Aka the bitchey sluts that hit on me.

A devious plan snuck itself in my head, 'I can just give him false love and steal his money'.

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Carving my name into my desk with my sharp nails. I heard the whole class gasp then everyone was silent.

Looking up I instantly saw him. Dark green hair sat atop his head, it was pushed to the side. Mesmerising ocean blue eyes scanning the room. A dark navy shirt clung to his body, showing  the small dip he had in his waist. Lastly dark blue jeans that only stayed on because of a brown belt.

One of the werewolf jocks howled while some of the vampire girls unbuttoned they're shirts slightly.

His blue eyes fell deep into mine, looking away from his undeniably hot body. I now looked out the window but his body stayed fresh in my head especially his eyes.

Is this what they meant by opposite blood? I hope not for it'd be forbidden for a werewolf to be with a vampire non the less if they're  both guys.

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Sitting underneath a tree that stayed in the school but still further away from people. Clearing my thoughts but yet his eyes stayed in my head.

"What ya thinkin'" an Irish accent said from the side of me. My eyes opened and I looked to my right to see the vampire just sitting next to me, his blue eyes locked in with mine. Our lips only centimeters apart.