Blade & Luna

Blade & Luna

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The year was 1997 when I fell in love with Blade, The Day Walker... - Luna Elle Moon, born in Streatham London year 1971. That's me... I was born under a Lunar Eclipse, my mother said she and my father couldn't think of a name for me. That is until the moment I opened my eyes, she saw the eclipse in them. In that moment everything made sense and so she named me Luna. She was a witch apart of the Moon coven, her name was Neoma Ally Moon..she taught me everything I know and more. The night that she died she told me to protect our family's spells and history at all cost, on her last breath she told me there's things I didn't yet know about. Something about I needed to find the man of my dreams. It pissed me off because really? Find a man? Girl you're dying, tell me you love me. Funny because she tried but died before she could get the words out. I've been spending the rest of my life trying NOT to find a man ever since. I say all of that to say mother was right about the things I didn't know because I quickly found out. It was like the moment she died it activated evil,weird, sick things and people. It also activated the truth behind her death, she was murdered. Sometimes I get these visions and dreams lately of them coming after me then...then I wake up before I can see the rest. There's also the visions in between the dreams, I see the silhouettes of me making love to a man in the shower. I can never see his face, only the tattoo on his back with flashes of the full moon. I always wake up right when he opens his mouth so I assumed that I was giving him the business. Sometimes I don't know if my visions are as is, or if the vision is representative of something else but then again it could just be a wonky dream. This is one of those times.. I only know that I need to do deeper research as to why these mother fuckers may come after me. I sat down at my computer and started my research, first stop was werewolves.... --- TAP "READ" TO READ THE REST!! VOTE & COMMENT
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I don't know what the hell is happening. One day I am happy go lucky, and the next everywhere I turn dead people are turning up. And they all want me to say something to someone close by and I do the only logical thing. I run. It isn't fair. My older sister is the witch of love, she can charm anyone with a simple touch. My baby sister is the witch of wisdom and she is starting to just know things out of no where. But now I have dead people, and worst of all, I have my unknown mates, first mate. And she is trying to make me change and be just right for him. So I go and see Clarissa, she is the elder witch my sisters and I have talked with about us. And apparently I can see through the second plain. I can speak with the dead, like Ghost Whisperer and A Medium. ~~~~~~Excerpt~~~~~~ "You can see me!" She said and her face turned ecstatic and I blinked and shook my head. "No, please, I need you to tell my mother that I didn't mean to do do this to myself." I took a hard gulp and met the young girls eye. "Please. It is killing her." She begged and tried to grab my hand but it went through me. "Fine, which one is she?" I asked looking around the restaurant. "The one at the front desk... her name is Maria." She said following me as I walked back towards the front. "A? Where are you going?" Ivory asked and I just held up my hand. "Hi, are you Maria?" I asked and saw the girl nod. "Yes, how can I help you?" She asked with what I can tell was a fake smile. "I know this is going to sound crazy... but your daughter is here." "Mina." The dead girl piped in and I looked over at her. "My daughter is at school." She said and looked around where I had glanced. "Mina is here... I can speak to the dead, she wants me to tell you something."

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