"You guys are evil!"Greg rolls his eyes and I look at him because if there's anyone that's a devil here then he's the one. He's a bonafide demon.Leander is sitting on one of the couches, looking totally at home and that scares me a bit. I didn't leave for a week did i? I didn't even leave for a full day. It was just half a day, a night and seven hours after 7 am the next morning.So why the hell does it seem like Greg and Leander have suddenly become super close these past few hours?Can people become like that? Get close in a matter of hours?"Are you going to stay out there or are you going to come in?"I try not to make myself scowl at Greg but I scowl anyways and he smiles back at me when he sees that."You couldn't even help me with a few bags?""The bags aren't for me are they? Or did you get something for me?"I step into the living room and grunt as I do so. Even if I did get anything for him, I'm not freaking gonna give it to him.He's not going to get a single thing."
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"The world is a dark place for shifters." "Hunted, scorned, and driven to the brink of extinction, we look for ways to survive but find our choices narrowed to one or none. It's a dark world for creatures like us, yet we find hope in the legacy we hold. That one day we shall be as Selene was to Lysander, a ray of shining hope in the dark forest, the silver light of change on a chilly night, and the sweet sadness of discovery in the morning light. We cast our souls up in righteous prayer, our howls a chant to the moon and the crack-crack of our bones the only accompaniment fit to carry on such a solemn affair." The class is silent at the sound of my voice. "We are monsters, but yet we are kinder than most. We are demons, but we love and hold the hearts of angels in ours. It's a dark world for those like us..... but only if you do not see the light." I finish reading and take advantage of the pin-drop silence that has gripped the class to sneak a peek at the cover of the book. Ca
"What have you done?"Fredrick's voice is dripping with distaste but I just look away and shuffle closer to the wall. His question, albeit full of hatred for me, sounds reasonable.I must have done something. There's no way someone like Ayden Bravlov would come looking for me."I'm sure the girl will have some kind of explanation to give if you just let her do so, Fredrick. Step back and stop acting like you'll rip her head off." Mr. Barbell looks at me again and he nods. I can barely breathe so I don't understand what that nod means.My heart is pounding in my chest and my breath is coming out in short spurts. The only thing I can think of is how much trouble I might be in.Ayden Bravlov is a tall and handsome man. He's starred in as many tv shows as I and my sister's age put together, and any movie he stars in is always a hit. If not for anything, then just because of his face, his golden honey eyes, the dark obsidian color of his hair, and just the aura of beauty he carries aroun
Jannete Argon stares at me from the window of the Dean's office and I give her a small nod before raising the windows of the car.She'll do perfectly. Jake, my driver sits in his seat and cocks an eyebrow up at me when the tinted glass is fully up. I nod at him and he reverses the vehicle, maneuvering his way out of the parking lot and navigating through the interlocked pathways of the Academy.It's surprising how many television-worthy things go on in institutions like this.It would make for a killer show.Jake interrupts my thoughts by clearing his throat and I raise my eyes slowly to look at his face through the head lens of the car. He looks nervous."Xavier has been on the line for a while now, sir. I asked him to hold on until your return. I don't know if he's still on the line."A flash of distaste crosses my lips and I close my eyes. My hands find their way to my temple and I massage it gently. "How long has he been on hold?"I hear Jake gulp before he answers. I already kn
"He said what?"Cara is speaking in a whisper over my shoulder and I look at the cups on my tray. She's here as a customer and even though she's supposed to be seated and waiting patiently for me to finish my shift, she refuses to do so and instead follows me around as I work.Greg, the manager, is fond of her so he'll overlook her excesses. He hates me secretly though so my shift is always filled with multiple duties, it's hellish sometimes. "He said he wants to employ me. He's offering to pay off all my debt and put me on scholarship for the rest of the school year, and if I do well, then he's prepared to see me through any higher institution of my choice. He'll even put in a good word for me if I want any roles in any movie of my choice."Cara lets out a gasp. "Whoa."My heart lurches as I say my next words."I haven't accepted yet.""What?"I place the cups of coffee on the table of the customers and give them a smile on the side. The elderly man smiles at me and gives Cara a sm
"You're ready to agree to my terms I take it?" The young girl keeps her eyes on the floor and nods. It's barely been a day since I went to ask her personally for this and yet I was met with a refusal. She asked me to give her some more time to think about it, and I expected that she would want me to come back to her school and ask her again. There's a limit to the things I'll do to get what I want, but I was prepared to go after her twice just to make her agree. Now she's here, of her own volition, standing outside my gate, under the pouring rain, and looking as downcast as a cat. "Do you want to come inside?" She shakes her head and sniffles. "It's three in the morning. There are paparazzi around your house every minute of the day. If we're lucky they're all asleep by now. If we are not..........." She trails off and I hear another sniffle before she clears her throat again. "I don't want to be the center of gossip at school." I can almost taste the despair in her words but
Mr. Ayden's car goes into the gates of Cranduke and I feel my heart pounding in my chest. I'm in his car, sitting with him, on the way to school. I should be excited, and I am, but my heart is also heavy and that's something I can't ignore. Panic rushes through me when I see people suddenly surrounding the car, their mouths moving but no sound being made and cameramen trailing them behind. The realization that they are reporters makes me feel a trickle of awe, but then I remember who I am sitting with and all of that fades away.Of course there would be reporters trailing his car the minute he drives into the school gates. He isn't a nobody like me.He's Ayden Bravlov, and he probably won't lose his childhood crush to a younger sibling.The car stops and Mr. Ayden turns to me. His gaze is neutral and emotionless. I feel a shiver race up my spine when he sets those golden eyes on me."When we get out of this car, I want you to get rid of whatever fear you might carry in you right n