Hope's Romance (On Hold Until Jan)

~Chapter Seven

A/N- Im starting something new, meaning I will be featuring other’s stories in mine. Im hoping I could possibly start a chain or something, helping those who are new and maybe some who just want to get more reads, get a little more exposure; I could only hope you return the favour. This is the last time this paragraph will be in here; next time it will just be the story (promise)

Okay, so my story for this chapter is – Bloodletting: Fallen Scars- Written by WhiteNoisePhantom. I can safely say that this book is already good. Although there is only 2 chapters so far I am already hooked, so please go take a look!

Here’s the ‘plot’:

Before the war, things were calm. The supernatural world held peace, just barely. What started as a regular mission evolved into something more. Maxwell has a new pawn in his game, will she become a new Paladin? or will she simply fade to ash. Another crimson stain in Father Anderson's ledger.

So there you go, now to the story!

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Recap:

“Im not worried about not knowing anyone silly, you will be there, im just worried about how your parents will react to me being a student that’s all” He laughed and gave me smile.

“Hope, my dad was my mum’s English teacher, if anything that would encourage you; they will be the last people to judge you, honestly.” Well that made me feel better, knowing m not the only one to pursue this ‘forbidden love’. I smiled and nodded, tomorrow is going to be a long day.

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Chapter Seve- Meeting The Family

I woke up to the sound of my alarm playing the song of its people, and I thought about kicking myself for setting it so early.Its 7am and im awake and it’s Sunday; kill me now. Then I remembered that Marcus invited me to his sister’s wedding last night, yeah that's why. I sprung out of bed knowing that I had to get ready; Marcus will be here to pick me up for breakfast soon.

I walked into my mansion like bathroom, which had a king size bathtub, a glass shower and a marble bench.  I loved my bathroom, it was like one of the ones from a movie, but mine was better. I opened the cupboards and pulled out my curler and hairdryer for when I got out of the shower. I quickly showered and used my vanilla body wash that anyone would die for. I washed my hair with a strawberry S&C, shaved my legs and scrubbed my body until I was turning into a prune so I reluctantly go out of the shower. 30 minutes later I emerged from the bathroom with brushed teeth, a light make up and my hair pinned to the back into a half up half down hair style with curls. I added some bobby pins with diamonds at the end of them to keep my hair from falling out and I will admit that my hair did in fact, look amazing. I threw on a diamond necklace and earrings and went to find a dress.

I found my short dress that hugged my body in all the right places. The dress was black down the bottom and leopard print at the top. It came up to my mid-thigh and Paris always said this dress looked amazing on me. I grabbed my black purse and loaded it with all the things I would need, like phone, wallet, touch up make up and a toothbrush, for after breakfast. I didn’t want stinky breath for the first time I meet Marcus’s parents.

I squealed when the doorbell rung, it meant Marcus was here. I could only imagine what he looked like in a suit; I wiped my mouth in case I was drooling when I went to the door. I opened it to find a handsome man standing there, not just any man of course, because he was my man. He’s normal style of messy hair was brushed back and had gel to keep it in place. He had the traditional black suit with a black tie, and black shoes, he even had cufflinks, which were gold. To sum it all up, he looked amazing. My stomach did flips and butterflies came alive when I saw he was looking me all over, not even bothering to hide the fact that he was checking me out.