You don't represent our beginnings, you represent a crazy, blood thirsty species that we train to evolve from. And we hate you because you're weak. You can't protect yourself so you bring down those around you. That is why we hate you, because you will be our downfall.
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If you were anyone who was reading this description, then you would be anyone who was reading a werewolf book. And if you were anyone reading a werewolf book, you probably already know the standard rules to a werewolf world. And if you were anyone who knew the standard rules to a werewolf world, you would know about mates and rejection, the moon goddess and shifting, the white wolf and regret. And if you were anyone who is still reading this book, then you would need to know about Retly. And if you were anyone who didn't know who Retly was, you would need to know that he is your standard, hot headed alpha. And if you were anyone, you'd be really, really annoyed with me always calling you anyone. But, would you rather me call you the creepy stalker who sits and reads a story from Ethereal's point of view? Or would you like to go by the person who will love this story because it is based on the hopelessness that everyone of us feels everyday due to love, loss, and betrayal? I think both will work, but anyone is much shorter and much easier believe in. So anyone you shall be, and anyone you shall know. So, let me continue. If you are anyone (which I'm certain you are) then you would need to know about Vex. And if you are someone who wishes to be anyone, then you would want to know this: Ethereal isn't fake. She's based on me: somebody. Therefore, I am Ethereal and Ethereal is me. All though there are a few large differences. For example, Ethereal's life is fake. It's made up purely based on my imagination. But, Ethereal is still me. And her life is still filled with love, loss, and betrayal.
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*BOOK ONE OF TWO*
When a high school student named Davina Smith faces her senior year after a tragedy in her family, suddenly finds herself appealed to the new kids in town.
She never had an interest in befriending anyone besides her childhood friends Emma and Jackson, But these kids had something about them that just made them stick out. Maybe it wasint such a bad idea to expand her social life. What could go wrong? Right..?
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Davina Smith, a 17 year old with trauma of losing those close to her from past experiences and losses, is soon appealed to the new kids in town. Or more like appealed to the attractive black haired, green eyed boy. She's never been the one to want to have a relationship. Is now the time?
Xavier Witts, a 18 year old boy hiding a nothing more than a couple lies... or so he says.
Xavier never wanted to get attached to someone he could lose. He never to wanted to go through that again.
But what happens when suddenly that person fights against his measures of protection?
What happens when that person is willing to risk their life just to be with him?
Luckily he would do the same
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"I don't know what to do Xavier..." I cry uncontrollably into his chest as he holds onto me for dear life. "I know love. I know."
"I'm such a bother to yall." I choke out. "I'm so fucking weak. I can't even defend myself." Xavier's arms unwrap from my body, and his hands hold my teary face. "I'm a worthless h-human." Xavier furrows his eyebrows in pain. A tear of his own falling down his face.
"No," he says shaking his head. "No. You've never been a bother to me. You aren't weak. And you most certainly aren't worthless." I gasp to breathe, and he continues talking. "What you are is an amazing person who hasn't let all of this crazy bullshit affect her. You handled it like a champ. What you are is a strong, brave being that has stood by my side." I breathe as he leans closer.
"What you are, is the love of my life...."