I screamed as I fell further and further into the pit. I tried to will the shadows to take me in, let me become one of them, but they would not allow it. "How dare you?" I croaked. "I am one of you! I am the Ghost King!" Right before I hit the ground, strong arms wrapped around my waist. I stopped inches in front of the ground and stared upwards. Jason smiled down at me and winked. His blue eyes mischievously sparkled. "Did you seriously think that I would let you fall to your death?" He chuckled and leaned towards me. "I promise to never let you down." Jason lightly brushed his lips against mine. His lips were soft and warm, but also commanding and serious. I wrapped my arms around his neck and pulled him closer. He smiled against my lips and pulled away. I slightly pouted and tried to pull him closer, but he didn't budge an inch. His form became smoky and he disappeared into nothing. The shadows that I had trusted started to laugh at me. They taunted me, saying that he doesn't love you. I dropped the last few inches and curled up into a ball. Some ghosts warily approached me, but one glare sent them all scurrying. A few shook their heads knowingly. Loving a boy was hard; being a boy and loving another boy was harder. The shadows pointed at me, laughing and cackling. Why would they betray me? I trusted them wholeheartedly. Jason is conflicted after sharing a few kisses with Nico. He wants him, but he runs away after each kiss. Piper doesn't make the situation any easier. Nico has always ran from his feelings, especially love. After spending the night with Jason, he leaves. No traces of him are left. Will Jason be able to teach Nico how to love, or will his heart break again? (Cover photo is not my art. If you would like to, I would appreciate if someone makes a photo for me. You'll get a shout-out and a dedication. Thank you.)

The prelude to a series of short stories I am planning on writing. I may change this as time goes on to fit the story, this is just a starting point for me to actually start writing. Claire finds, after meeting a stranger in an alley, that she is being used as some kind of vessel for an ancient power. These unseen forces manipulate her, but for what cause? This series of short stories will be from both her perspective, and other people's. I'm going to go more free lanced with this. It's more going to be a collection of different small stories that all link together into one bigger universe.