MasukOur daughter toddles forward towards me on unsteady legs, arms stretched out. My heart sings and the smile that beams on my face brightens. Each step she takes is wobbly, definitely uncertain but determined.Raiden's breath leaves him in a surprised exhale. His hand flies to his chest, fingers diggi
Amelia's povSunlight curls lazily through wide windows, warming the floors and casting its rays on the low coffee table before me.I am on the floor seated with my back against the couch, legs folded beneath me and with a stack of books spread out in front of me, on the table and on the floor. Parc
Amelia's povHer blood is warm as I slash through her skin, over and over as she bleeds. Blood splatters on my face and crimson chokes out of her mouth as she watches me with shock in her eyes.I don't think she expected me to kill her. I don't think anyone did. Not even me.Alwina's eyes, the very
Alwina's povThe forest seem to have gone completely still the second her words let out of her mouth.My mother body lies between us, her blood soaking into the dirt. My vision blurs red with hot anger and I shift back, bones cracking, fur retreating until I am standing in my own two feet again and
Alwina's povAs I feel the crack of mom's spell push out of me, I looked up at the sky from the mere shocking force of it. The spell breaking meant only one thing. Something was wrong.Everything had gone wrong.Everything should've been mine. It should've been easy. She did not deserve it. I deserv
Raiden's povThat roar rips through the clearing like an arrow slicing through air. Raw. Furious and powerful.My blood turns to fire as I snap my eyes back down to the girl who's stiff and eyes clouded. Her once trembling act cracking right in front of me.Then she looks directly at me, her eyes no
Amelia's povThe first brush of his lips on mine felt so good that my toes curled and my body instantly melt into his. The chaos in my mind quieted down, and the storm disappeared.I should have pushed him away then. But I am rooted, completely under his spell.His hands cup my face, pulling me clos
Amelia's povI closed my eyes tightly when his voice brushed against my ears. A small voice, mine, repeated words of hope that it really wasn't the hottest boy, I mean most annoying boy in school standing before me.That I hadn't just walked in on him half naked.But as my mind trapped me in my own
Amelia's povIt's lunch time and Foster and I were on the line waiting to get our trays filled when I spotted a familiar head.My grip on the tray turned brutal as I glared at him and then I saw her, her arms around his, her body plastered so close as they walked toward the lunch table set in the mi
"What's wrong with her Foster?" I questioned quickly."Remember the party Dayna is throwing tonight?" His voice is shaky and uneven. I nod and remember he couldn't see me so I voice out loud. "Yes. What about it?""Pickett's there."The knots in my stomach get more uncomfortable. "Why would she-"Sh







