After she is plucked out of normalcy, Elyse's world is turned upside down. Her once mundane, pathetic life becomes twisted with her worst nightmares. Werewolves, vampires and witches, things that Elyse once believed to be fairytales, have now turned her life upside down. She tries to understand why she was twisted up within this mess. As Elyse attempts to navigate this new reality, she could never imagine what life would throw at her next. Is she ready?
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I once again find myself awake, but still cannot remember what happened in the woods. This time when I try to move, I can feel my fingers twitch. I silently cheer to myself realizing that what little strength i might have seems to be returning. I continue to push myself. I need to get out of this place.
I still can't see a thing, surrounded by pitch black. "Hey," a whisper echoes around me and I suddenly realize I'm not alone. "Who's there?" I manage to whisper back. My voice is hoarse and my throat feels like sand paper as I swallow.
"I'm Sara," the voice calls back. I can't tell where it is coming from as the echoes are bouncing everywhere. "Are you a rogue?" The voice, Sara questions.
"A what?" My confused whisper rings out.
"What pack are you from?" Sara responds, almost as if clarifying her earlier question, but I still don't know what she is talking about.
"Pack? What are you talking about? I'm not in a gang, if that's what you mean," my voice crackles as I force the words out of my mouth.
"Please tell me you are not a vampire," Sara pleads, a hint of disgust in her voice.
"Are you crazy? Vampires aren't real," I hear my words echo back to where ever Sara is.
"Then why are you here?" Sara's questioning voice sounds closer to me now, making me nervous. I still can't move much more than my fingers and toes.
Amelia;
The shadows are following me. And along with them, follows blood-red eyes, dark hair, sharp canines, and a scorching touch.
I thought I was hallucinating...but not anymore.
Ares;
I lost my fated one not once or twice, but multiple times. Seeing her again made me long for her smile, her touch, her scent, and crave all the moments we had lost.
But I won't lose her...not in this lifetime.
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I felt his finger trail up from my arm...slowly...gently...up to my neck, and my head moved of its own accord, allowing him more access. His finger found its way to my face and he cupped my cheek.
Surprisingly, his hand was firm, warm, and gentle.
His eyes looked at me with so much sincerity and warmth.
He leans into my neck, and I stiffen up as I feel his sharp teeth grazing my neck.
I expected him to bite me so I tightly shut my eyes.
"Your fragrance bewitches my senses with an intoxicating allure."
I didn't think he'd speak, and I most definitely did not expect his voice to be so...deep and hoarse.
My mind finally registers the words he said, and so I opened my mouth to speak but a scream escapes instead as I feel him dig in his fangs.
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