"The girl is mine" he all but growled, motioning with a tilt of his head towards me. In that moment I knew exactly who he was and what he was talking about. I paled at the realization as my throat went dry and my heart slammed against my chest repeatedly. "Oh my god" I whispered, covering my mouth as I backed away from the two guys in front of me. I was his tether. "The hell she is" Fevah fired back, still not getting it. He was ignored by the stranger as I seemed to have claimed his full attention. He smiled sweetly at me, taking small steps towards me, trying not to frighten me. "It's alright sweetheart, I could never hurt you" he called, his voice soft and melodious. I froze, fear freezing me in my spot as the wind seemed to suddenly pick up and toss my light brown hair in my face. Tears sprang up to my eyes. I didn't want this. I didn't want him. This was the one thing I would never want. My parents would disown me if they found out. I would get kicked out and be left for dead. I can't let them find out; I'll just have to find a way to get rid of him. I knew that wasn't going to be easy. "You've got to be shitting me" Fevah suddenly said, his eyes going from the stranger then back to me. Realization had finally hit him. I was a freaking monsters...or what ever he was, tether. He swallowed loudly before scratching the back of his neck uncomfortably. "She's my tether" the stranger said offhandedly, his voice soft as he eyed me approvingly.

He held out his hand to me and I glanced up to look at him through my eyelashes. His black tattoo-like mark was identical to my golden yellow one and I gazed back into his deep blue eyes. I didn’t hesitate as a smile fluttered across my lips as I reached out, clasping his hand and he smiled back. “You’re really mine.” I laughed. “I’m purely yours…” Meet Emmalyn. Smart, shy and all tomboy. She’s the one person that would prefer a classic novel over a hot guy any day. The one girl who would always put those she loves before herself. People call her a nerd, others a loner, though one boy has a different name for her. Emmalyn without knowing it is thrust into a world she never thought true and what happens when she’s forced to open her heart to one person, one boy, one guy that was supposably made for her? We’ll have to see if she’s Purely his now won’t we?

Magic? Besided those parlor tricks seen on TV, there's no such thing......right? This is what young Ethan thinks, until he turns 18 and begins to have visions. Visions of a horrible war of dragons, warriors, magic, and a beautiful land torn asunder. When strange people start entering his life and certain abilities begin to manifest Ethan realises that there's more to the fabrics of society than meets the eye. But can Ethan fulfil his destiny and save the world as he knows it, or will the world he thinks he knows suffer the same fate as his recent nightmares.