The Darkest Eternities

*Late 14th Century**The Western territory*IVANTHUNDER STRUCK across the darkening sky.The moon hid behind the clouds, dimly lighting the kingdom. Many below the sky believed that it was a sign of The Goddess' watchful eyes on her creation. Perhaps this was just another story told to children who refused early bedtimes.There were no visible stars tonight. This was never a good sign. But I saw it as only superstition, superstition believed by the land's people. And what was believed was valued. Some would not sleep well tonight.Creatures of the night were coming out to play, seeming to steer clear of the places where boundary lines had once stood. All were free to mix with other kinds but none wanted to take that chance. Old habits die hard.I stood on the balcony, staring out into the kingdom that was now mine. A smile tugged at my lips, a feeling of pride creeping into my chest but this was not how I had imagined it would be. Maybe it was guilt fin

CaraTHE WEEKEND practically flew away for me. It seriously felt like I blinked on Friday and on opening my eyes it was Sunday evening, the next day being school.I was dreading going to school especially since I was the new girl for the umpteenth time and I was now in my senior year. Who in hell starts at a new school in their senior year? Me.I counter checked my bag for all the requirements for the thousandth time. I didn't want to forget anything then have to ask a borrow a complete stranger. Plus this was California and as I'd heard , the kids here weren't exactly welcoming."Here is your lunch money," said Dad handing me fifteen dollars."Thanks,""If anything bad happens call me...immediately and I'll come...OK sweetie." I hugged him tightly.We left the house, not forgetting to lock it.I got into my car. I loved my car. It had been a birthday present from my dad.The car was a convertible red Audi TT. It was a two seater and dad had told me that part of the reason he got it f

Jasper I had told those idiots to stop but I may have been too late. Messing with humans was something young werewolves enjoyed doing but many times the end result was not good. I was the first to spot her and I thought I could just scare her away a little but they took it too far. This was a result of their stupidity and ignorance. Could they not have just left her alone? The girl now lay on the ground unconscious and her head bleeding. Ivan was going to be furious. He had told us to stay away from the humans. Then again, in our defence, the human was on private property. I wasn't even sure she was alive and frankly, I did not want to check. But I had to before calling Ivan. He was the only one who would know what to do and it was his name on the title deed. Plus he hated it when anybody kept anything from me him. The few who had...well, they weren't killed, death was too easy and what good would it do? We had all shifted back. I knelt down close to the girl's limp form but

Cara WANTING TO TAKE AS LITTLE TIME AS POSSIBLE, I hurried up in the shower. The hot water hit my back, soothing and cleansing my skin. I felt refreshed as the water ran down my locks bring out their brown colour. When I was done I wrapped the large white towel around my body. I found some clothes on the bed. A navy blue dress, a black bra and black panties. The panty and bra stilled had the tag on so I knew they were unworn. I didn't dwell on the fact that they were my exact size. I dressed quickly hoping Merideth would give me directions home or at least tell me where I was, in more details than ' Vasiliev Property '. Taking one last look in the mirror, I made sure I looked fine before going to search for Merideth. The dress was beautiful and fit my body well but it did not do anything to raise my spirits. I could not wait to get back home. Sure I would have to have a difficult conversation with dad once I did, but that little fact did not matter at the moment. All I wanted wa

Cara AS EXPECTED, the door was unlocked. In fact he had left it half way open as if he was expecting somebody, probably me. I went right in. The house was cold. Dad must have left a window open overnight. I heard someone talking ... shouting. " As I have told you before, she has been missing for nearly 18 hours...don't you think I would have called her by now if she had it...yes, I filed the fucking report," the shouting was coming from the kitchen. " Yesterday in the evening at around six thirty..." Going into the kitchen I found my father standing by the counter, a landline in his hand. He had a look of worry mixed in with annoyance on his face …with a hint of desperation. All this time I was 'missing' I had never really thought about what effect it would have on my father. As I stood there watching him on the phone - with the police probably - , I remember just how much he loved and cared about me. I should go missing more often. He didn't see me till I spoke." Dad..." The p