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The day dragged by slowly. My finger nails rhythmically tapped on my dresser as I waited for Twine meeting to roll around. Cassie would be hopelessly ecstatic at the thought of a twine meeting.
"Leah you can't just run off like that." "Don't talk to me..." "Leah..." I looked up at his brown eyes. They were filled with so much care. My eyes flashed to a memory.
The demon screeched, and disappeared in a blast if black smoke. Jordan turned to Roslyn, eyes black. "If he's come, more will. I need to get you back where it's safe.
James's wrist grew worse throughout the day. He wandered to his locker, to find Aaron waiting. He cursed under his breath. "You listen bluethorn." He growled.
Ghost Town - Story All was still and quiet in the frigid town that had no name. White, fluffy snow had just fallen, leaving the ground, hilltops, and houses covered in a blanket of white.
Chapter one (Part one of three) - The other side of the Mirror When I was little my mother use to tell me a story, it was a story she had been told when she was a small child, living on the...
Why wasn't I me. Whoever me was. What happened. I grabbed the back of my head. I stared at the floor. A flash of someone choking a wolf showed in my mind for a second. Why...
Without thinking of the consequences I opened the box -which beckoned to me as it stood lavishly on an ironically tall-moss-encrusted, throne-like pedestal -except it was not a pedestal that high;...
"Emmet you should probably calm down rose. Alice said they had to hold her down." I stated "K" and he started to walk towards where ever Ross was.
"Wow Leah... Uh you look uh... I mean... Urm" Paul bursted out into laughter. "Thanks... I guess." Paul and Jacob left the room leaving everyone else in. "I mean you look... Great." Sam finished.
I was lead into a huge hall lit by two chandlers. The room had three long tables that lined the marble flooring, each table had people of different uniforms on them.
"Come on.. It's not that cold." Jordan said smiling, standing in the lake with his jeans rolled up. Roslyn laughed at him from the dock.
The face looking back at me looked spoilt. Puffy white cheeks with sunken eyes ringed in black tiredness. My dark lashes clumped together and you could hardly tell that my eyes were blue.
I ran knowing that I would never go back. Running away from home was a hard choice but it had to be done, my parents had too many rules and boundaries. I wanted to be free.
"Why. Why the hell, would you keep this from him?!?" Roslyn yelled. Walter sat in his chair, staring at the broken glass.
Roslyn and Jordan returned to the manor not long after lunch. Olivia walked by, stopping dead in her tracks, colour draining from her face. "Jordan.. Walter's been waiting for you.." She said quietly.
Jordan was ten again. He locked himself in the bathroom, curled up in the very back corner, sobbing between his knees. Uncle Will was after him again. He stared at his bare, bruised arms.
I rubbed my lips, feeling stinging pleasure wiggle into my finger tips. I sat up in bed, rumpled and sweaty. Stretching and sighing, an ache spread through me.
Rogan let out a scream of agony at the arrow was driven into the back of his shoulder. He stumbled into a tree, listening to the hunter laugh in victory.
Jordan lead her through the pale yellow, candle-lit dining room. The room was rather large, filled with rows of dark-wood tables.
"Where is he." Tamar demanded. His servant, Wilbur trembled with fear. He never wanted to serve the great Tamar, but he had no choice. He was young, eighteen, with hazel eyes and dirty blonde hair.
PROLOGUE Once upon a time There was a girl Who couldn't care less About herself. Days went by And she grew up. How nice 'd be to know What she did lack. Once, in a bar There was a man.
Emily hadn't done anything nice to me once. I swear if she thought I would be nice boy was she wrong. But I guess my plan was a little meany but it would show true betrayal from them both.
With nothing to hide she glides smoothly and proudly down the candle lit hallway. Everyone stares at her carefully braided golden hair and her lightly tanned complexion.