My hair was snipped off into a perfect shoulder-length style, I looked at the pile of dark hair on the floor. I don't know why... but I feel... naked...?
"Gee thanks for the free hair cut"
I mumbled.
"Its a punishment, not a free hair cut"
The hideous looking man growled, he's actually not hideous, he is handsome A.F. I said hideous because I despise him.
"Welp, my hair feels a little lighter, so I can wash my hair with ease, thank youuuuuuu uncle barb"
"I'm not uncle bar-"
I threw a few coins in his face, I think one hit his eye and I started to sprint out of this place.
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Rose, your not so typical 14 year old, was kidnapped for there was something in her to help break the curse from threatening mythical lives on the other side of the world, aka her blood, even though, she's blood type A, not your typical rare blood types -AB or -O, her bloodline was connected to the infamous Soothsayer. In an unknown land once controlled by Werewolves and Vampires combined, the Soothsayer fell in love with a human survivor/traveller, and had a normal human baby, no halfblood or anything.
According to the infamous Soothsayer, the infant's blood was known to free the land's curse that's going to be set upon once a blood moon had rised. Fortunately (hehe) The ruler of the land failed to find the infant, for the human and the soothsayer did well to hide the infant for their safety.
The creatures have been looking for this exact human with the exact blood needed to break the curse, if they fail to do so, by the 100th blood moon ceremony, a dark force will rise and will rule both the mortal and mythical realms.
**this book is completed!!**
This is a story about werewolves with some witches and vampires thrown in.
-Preview-
I opened my eyes to see a woman standing in front of me. I don't know who this woman is or what's wrong. She has beautiful silver hair that's matted with leaves and sticks. Her face though beautiful is distraught, her face is a very creamy pale color. Her lips are as red as blood. She has tears running down her face and a bruise just below her left eye. She's holding my necklace. The moonlight shines on the single engraved word "Noel".
"Take this." She says, "Noel! Take this and run. Put it around your neck and never, NEVER take it off. It will keep you safe."
The woman hears something and turns around to look, then looks back at me with panic and sorrow in her eyes.
I hear a male voice behind her mumbling something, I can't make out what he's saying. I can't make out the man's face as he walks up behind the woman and squeezes her shoulders. He takes the necklace wincing and slips it over my head. They're talking to me but I can't hear what they're saying. I only see the panic in their face.
"Noel! RUN."
I hear screams and growls as I'm running as fast as I can. I make it out of the woods and onto a street. I hear the woman's blood curdling scream before I'm blinded by a light and everything fades to darkness.