What they don't know

What they don't know

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The 21st century brings many surprises to the human race, terrorist attacks happen, wars break out, natural disasters happen, revolutions, uprisings, world summits, the use of technology, social media, oil spillages, a great recession, jubilees, impeachments, xenophobia and a deadly epidemic. The human race somehow survives through all of this, but will they survive the revelation of the supernatural race. Riots, revolutions and uprisings take place when the news is revealed. Conspiracy theorist jump up in joy, historians start writing down their side of the story, the older generations scratch their heads in confusion, and hold many meetings. The younger generation. Their reaction is something else, they do not care. This generation shows the middle finger to anyone who disagrees, but they whip out their phones and welcome the supernaturals with open arms. The human race don't know half of the story. The human race don't know that the supernatural world is in more order than theirs. The human race don't know that the supernatural are not dying out, in fact the opposites happening. What they don't know wont hurt them. What they do might kill them. Follow thousand year old supernaturals, that are teenagers at heart, as they struggle to conceal their identity, in the age of technology.
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I wanted to tell him that I knew his favorite book, and his coffee order, and the way he clicked his pen when he was deep in thought. I wanted to tell him I knew that he sleeps on the right side of the bed and eats on the left side of the table. I wanted to tell him that I knew his worries, dreams and fears. I wanted to tell him that I knew he loved me too. I wanted to see his laugh, and know that I was the reason. I wanted to make him smile, just to see those dimples that lay heavenly on his face. I wanted his eyes to light up in joy- I wanted to see him happy. I wanted to tell him that I prided myself in the fact that I had memorized all the freckles on his skin, how his freckles birthmarks created their own galaxies of planets and stars. I wanted to tell him I would be there for him, on the bad days too. I wanted to tell him he could call be at 3:46 in the morning and just complain, I'd completely understand. I wanted to tell him that he had completely beguiled me; that he was my entire world. I wanted to tell him that I love him more than anything I had ever known. I wanted to run to him, to hug him. I wanted him to wrap his arms around me and never let me go. I wanted to never leave him. I wanted to rule by his side, as his Luna. Instead, I just turned my back in order to not let anyone see my tears. I walked away from the love of my life, for what? For fate? For destiny? Or for some foolish trick that I was walking myself into? No matter the reason, I walked away from him with tears in my eyes and sorrow in my heart. I never wanted to walk away again. He was my mate and all I wanted was him.

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