"Tell me little one. Do I scary you...?"
Everything about him scared her. There was no hiding that. Two Kelsey he was like a monster out a one of those scary sorry her father would tell her at night when she would question staying out to late at night. he would tell her story of monster that hid in the dark, monster that were the dark and if given the chance wouldn't hesitate to eat you all up. He'd told her story of monster, or demon that touch on the prepare of humans on the outside, but on the inside they were nothing more then Beast. Beast that moved in the shadow of darkness, waiting to drink the blood of living humans. And Kelsey's father had called those Red eyes demons Vampire... And everything about this man in front of her screamed vampire. But it was the blood red eyes that told Kelsey that her father had been right .
" Y...Yes..." Kelsey whimper in fear.
Kelsey whimper again as then evil laugh filled the room.
" Good, you should fear me little one." He said as he step forward, reaching for Kelsey as he did. " Because in a truth, Angels should fear the dark...."
And as his hands landed on her shoulder's and his eyes meet hers, a scream left her lips before everything when dark.
Two 8 year old human/werewolf Kelsey Allen vampires were nothing more then scary bed time stories that her father would tell her when she tried to stay out late to play with her friends. But those Scary Stories became more then really for Kelsey, when she runs away from home, heart broken because her older brother yelled at her.
A/N~ ok, this description really sucks. and I make it sound like more in his point of view. but I going to mostly make it in her. but I going to try to threw Blake and her Brother Tucker into the mix.. And sorry, it's a little long. lol, :)
He hissed as the alcohol touched his bleeding wound and he grabbed my hand. His touch ignited a flame and I knew that later I might have to treat myself for burns. "I'm sorry, did that hurt?" I asked, softly. I tried to calm my breathing as I did so, he was so close. The years that I spent staying away from his kind weren't paying off.
"No," He retorted sarcastically, still holding onto my hand. "I hissed because I'm a snake. Of course that hurt, pumpkin."
His comment awakened several buried memories, but I ignored them and continued to work on his wound. "Could you please let go of my hand now?" I muttered.
He smirked and shook his head. "Do I scare you?" he asked, completely ignoring my question.
Even though he did scare me, he scared me completely biscuit-less, I rose my head up and shook my light brown waves. "Absolutely, not."
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Gemma Reynolds is an an overworked nurse and probably one of the most innocent and pure people you will ever meet. Her life consists of a simple and constant routine, wake up early, workout, go to work, eat , sleep and listen to her mother criticize her about not having a boyfriend or husband. She has always been hidden in the shadows and even in high school she preferred to stay away from anyone living or breathing, especially Mr. Wyatt Evans.
When Wyatt comes into the hospital battered, bruised and bleeding, one night, Gemma is to take care of him. Through several long nights at the hospital, dangerous hide outs and intricate explanations, Gemma figures out that there is more to life than her simple routine and maybe nursing the bad boy isn't as bad as it seems.