Wings
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WpMetadataNoticeLast published Sat, Dec 5, 2015
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"Why is everyone just... dying? Why is everything suddenly going wrong?" I whispered looking at my shoes. Silence. "Answer me!" I cried. I was at the peak of insecurity. I needed answers... and I needed them now. He folded his arms and gives me a steady glare. God, he looked hot when he was pissed. Those sea-green eyes shaped in- Snap out of it, Ellie! "You are the reason." I stared at him openly. What? How am I the reason? Faster than light, I found him standing beside me. The hairs on my neck stood up when he was nearly close enough to touch. "You know, for one of the most powerful people on the planet... You're pretty fucking stupid," He whispered. I felt a slight breeze on my side. He was gone. .::. Estelle Colt is an average teenage girl from Manhatten, New York. Well, that's what she thought, anyway. Of course Estelle has her fair share of drama through her teenage life, like boyfriends, clothes, self-consciousness, the whole package. And she could cope with that, like the regular teenagers you find all over the world. Except the week before her eighteenth birthday, and everything went terribly wrong. No - like literally everything. I'm talking family deaths, deadly secrets and asshole friends. And just to top it off - the 'Queen Bee' bitches her out in front of the whole school. Okay - forget 'terribly wrong'. Maybe picture... Horribly-terrible-kill-me-now-wrong. Got it? Good. So after everything goes horribly-terrible-kill-me-now-wrong (and continues to go horribly-terrible-kill-me-now-wrong), her body decides to grow stupid wings and fire erupts uncontrollably from her fingertips. Seriously. So, after those peculiar events, a creepy man who she somehow recognises but has no idea how intrudes in on her life and pretty much tells her she's one of the most power people on earth. Sounds great, right? Well, it probably would if everyone wasn't trying to kill her for it. .::. NOTE .::. This story is rated Mature due to violence. Readers 12+ Thanks :)
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I sit down on my bike looking around the school parking lot. Listening to music, I stand up begin to walk through the student-less parking lot. Honestly, it's not like I meant to be late. My music cut out causing me to hear a whistle. I stop in my tracks and pull my headphones down to my neck. Turning around, I seen a group of men with one guy who just smirked at me. "You new here beautiful?" one of the guys asked. "What do you think Einstein?" cocking my brow. "Ohh. Challenging? I like." he says walking towards me, about two inches away. "Really?" biting my lip, as he continued walking towards me. He reaches out and grabs my hip, "Mmhmm," smiling down at me. Swiftly, I grab his hand, turn him around, kick him right above the back of his knee, and pushes down so he's on his knees in front of me in a position of which I could brake his arm, "What a shame, 'cause personally, I don't like fuck boys with various STD'S." I look at all the men in the group who had their jaws dropped, all except for one, "Touch me one more time, and I'll brake your arm in two." I stand and kick his back so he falls on the concert. "Anyone else?" they stare at me blankly. "Didn't think so." When fuck boy tries to get up, I take my foot and slam him back down. Looking back at the boys, I say, "Later boys." Then, I turn and leave. ~~~~ Truce Mane is a girl who recently moved to New York with her youngest niece and nephew along with her uncle Mike. Truce went through many things as a child. She still went through them. Her mother blamed her for everything. She would get into Street fights. As in, she would fight in a dark alley with whoever she could. Sounds bad, huh? Wrong. *** Dante Kings is the most feared gang leader across the world. While he does have his fuck and Chuck's, he's been looking for his princess. He vowed that when he found her, she'd be his and he would treat her like a queen. When the spit fire moves to town and believes he's finally found her. Has he?

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