I've been running my entire life from these people.
Running.
Hiding.
Fighting them off.
The things I have done, the people I have hurt, at what cost?
First off, let's start with basics.
You know, what you need to know, not what you want. Yes, I have killed before. No, I'm not a serial killer. I've murdered in my plot of revenge and self-defense.
The only person I have in my life is my twin sister Carrie. She thinks I'm dead, end of that story. And the grand finale- yes I did murder my entire family, except my twin. Hey, I'm crazy, but not that crazy! Let's see-I've killed both my parents, all 6 of my brothers, my aunts, uncles, and my grandparents. The reason; they tried to kill me first. So, the reason for me being on the run, being hunted, killing people is simple; I was and still am possessed. Yep, you didn't guess it. My family is-was demon hunters. Well, one night we were doing a practice run around the city and I got a little to careless. I was bitten. Let's just say being bitten by a demon is harmless. A little infection here, a little poison there, and me being bat shit crazy at the time did not help. Oh, let's not forget that hunters aren't exactly human either. We have Nephilim blood in us. Yes, the offspring of angels, misfits, bastards of the gods, monsters. Whatever you want to call us has already been used in text. The point is when a demon bites a human they get a little magic. But, when a demon bites a hunter and is slain by that hunter...
You don't have to believe me, but you do have to be aware of what's out there. I am telling you, warning you to always be aware of the dark side, because honey, it's coming.
It's coming hard...
*This is Purely fantasy*
I'm Rose. I am 50% witch, about 25% vampire and about 25% she-wolf (Werewolf).
My father IS half warlock and half vampire.
My mother WAS half witch and half she-wolf (werewolf).
I had two older siblings but they passed away on their sixteenth birthdays.
One of them was my brother, I never really knew him, I was in our mother's womb at the time. He died after he shifted his first time because he was never told about his genes and what they meant (he died from shock).
The other one was my sister, I kind of got to know her, but when she passed I was only 6. She also died after her first shift, but not because she was clueless. She had been told TOO much about her genes and what they meant. When she shifted, she tried to stop it because she was scared of her wolf.
After my sister passed so did my mother, she was severely depressed and couldn't take the thought of me leaving her too early. Before she died, she told my father everything about herself and her werewolf roots. She only survived until my dad knew everything, it seemed like that was all that mattered, like she knew she was going to die.
I have been taught the ways of my ancestors, werewolf, vampire and witch, slowly so I can absorb it all properly.
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This story is about me, a young girl, with a lot of issues. I always am treated like trash by my rude human stepmother. Around my father, she's completely innocent but when he isn't, hell just about breaks loose. When I turn sixteen I will leave my father and house to move in with either the vampire lord or the werewolf's alpha.
What happens when I have two possible mates?
What happens when one person I really thought I could trust hurts me almost beyond repair?
And what happens to hybrids that seek a second chance?
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WARNINGS:
There is swearing, abuse, mature sections, etc.