Life has a way of throwing a person curve balls when they least expect it. Like a proverbial vortex of chaos and happiness, everything spun like a twister from one scenario to another. My life seemed perfect, it was just my mother and I for many years. I never imagined life could change the way it did. I can still recall the moment I met him. The man who became the only father I have ever known. I owe everything to him, I never would have discovered my true self, never would have opened my eyes to the darkness right in front of me. To a world of supernatural’s I never thought was possible.My name is Molly Fawns, my mother is Lucinda Fawns. We live in Liverpool, England. I have been here for as long as I can remember. I love this city. It is so fun, there are so many amazing sights. I wish I could say that life has been gloriously perfect. When you are a child, you are led to believe that then, one day you wake up and realize that life never is. For many years it was always mum and I
I remember the day clearly. It was sunny, and the temperature was warm. It was the middle of May, and there was not a cloud in the sky. We had just celebrated Mothering Sunday. My mother left early that morning for work. She had a small bakery cart that she stationed outside of a series of local stores. Mr. Briney had once owned the store she usually stationed her cart in front of. Mother previously had a relationship with him. He owned a candle-making store, this was before he disappeared. Mother would bring home the candles for me; I loved their smell. Some smelled like Chamomile and honey. Others smelled like Cinnamon and vanilla. Others I cannot explain. A sweet and calming combination that I cannot place. Each one had a way of making a person’s soul feel loved and relaxed. I enjoyed his company in our household, and I thought I was finally going to have a father. There were days when he would spend hours of time with me. We would play chess, scrabble, and various other games. We e
As the years moved forward, Barbara and I grew closer than sisters. We had everything planned out to even attend college together.Fate is a way of flipping someone’s life upside down. I started to notice at the age of seventeen years old that there was something different happening to me. I felt like there was a spiritual presence that would visit me or stay with me.I would hear a voice whispering in my ear, as if my subconscious had developed a way to speak. It was curious and frightening at the same time. It took me several months to grow used to the presence. Many times, I would try to block it out, I was terrified I would be seen as someone with a psychotic condition which I never had. I never informed my mother or stepfather; I was terrified of what they would think of me. Along with this new sense of power that was evolving inside of me, I also noticed different things I had never noticed in childhood. Mother started to act differently, there were days when I questioned who sh
I stare out the windows of this cafeteria, another day in this luck luster of a school. High School, the best and worst time of my life so far. Another three months, and I will graduate. I wish my stepfather could have sent me to some other private school, but my mother said no. She did not want to rely on his money. Which in a sense is ludicrous since she does anyways to keep the bills on her business paid for. Honestly, in so many ways, she can be such a hypocrite. I would love to escape this mundane school yet if I did, I would miss my close friend Barbara. There are many moments which I feel like my brain is not getting any work out in this place. I have been referred to as a bright student, I have been offered the honor society several times. I will never accept it no matter how many times they praise me. I understand being a part of the club is supposed to be a wonderful experience. It will never been on my horizon. Why? The other club members are uptight twats. Those kids love
As I am looking around the room, I start to have an odd feeling of being watched from the window outside the school. It is very bazaar, I look around, yet I do not see anyone. Just as I am moving forward in the line of people, I pass a different window that overlooks the forest across the street from the school. It is a bit far beyond the parking lot. There my eyes take in and notice someone standing by the trees. Their body angled towards me as if it were me, he was watching. I lock my eyes with him, and I feel as if I know him from somewhere in the early years of my childhood. My foggy memory is trying to stir in my mind. My head begins to hurt, flickers of my childhood pop into my mind. I try to push them out as I begin to feel like I am developing a headache.As I move forward in the line, I move towards the kitchen area and away from the window, losing sight of the mystery man. I collect my food and walk towards the lunchroom to find a table. I wait at the table for my friend Barb
As we leave, I try not to pass by them but, I cannot help hearing some of their comments in a low manner. I am incredibly surprised how good my hearing has turned that I can hear them from a few tables away."Damn, look at Molly! She is becoming so hot! How is she so fine and I have not asked her out or fucked her yet?" Dylan says."Man, she is way out of your league!""Fuck that, she's perfect, what the bloody hell are you saying?" "Dude, her stepdad is the "Hunter Eldridge" world-known billionaire from Chicago and London" Carter said."That's what makes it better, we're both from wealthy families, except her mom, I bet she dated him because of his money". I glare at their table.'How dare they speak of my mother that way!' I am so angry; I could beat them to a pulp."Nah, I don't see Ms. Fawns as the gold digger type, getting back to what we were saying who is going to make their move and lay that uptight girl down?" Jackson says snickering."Would you boys shut up! Who gives a shit
Class ended, I watched everyone leave. I began gathering my things, hoping that he would somehow forget about me and I could slip out with everyone.“Ms. Fawns” he said my name like it was a sweet candy caressing his mouth. I tried not to shutter.“It is almost summertime" I sighed and wished for it to come sooner."Yes, it is, why did you ask me to stay after? Did I do something wrong?" he smiled"Not at all, I just wanted to see you before you left. I will be gone the rest of this week, I have a person filling in for me, and I wanted a chance to talk to you” I nodded thankful he will not be here to harass me.“I will miss being able to have in my class since you will be in college next year," he said with a frown.I did not miss the way he said "have you" as his eyes slowly roamed my body. If I had proof of indecency, I would report him but, he leaves no way to prove it. I had previously tried to speak with the faculty about him, but they said he has a modest school record, he is cle
Morning comes, and my mind is still racing over the events of yesterday. Did everything really happen? Or was it all a bad dream? After the crash, I drove straight home and ran inside me house. My mother had left a note that she would be gone all night at a social function, telling me that Hunters chef dropped off some dinner, and it is in the refrigerator. I looked through my refrigerator and found the sauteed porterhouse stakes with grilled baked potatoes and mixed steamed vegetables. I devoured my dinner and washed up the kitchen. I went upstairs and stayed in my room most of the night. My trying to convince myself that it was a bad dream, this does not happen in reality. The more I tried, the more I could not escape that it was the truth.I drove straight to school, I look around the parking lot, everything has been cleaned up. Also, thanks to “Mr. superheroes’” antics, no one saw me in the parking lot at the scene of the crash. He pulled me completely away from the parking lot so
Suddenly, my head starts to hurt again like an explosion. For some reason, a name pops into my mind “Mildred” I do not know someone named Mildred yet, my mind is screaming at me to call her. I search through the house for anything with a name and number on it. I fell to the floor when I found it in my coat pocket. Do I know this person? I ring the phone number. “Hello?!” I shyly answer. “Hello, I am not sure who this is but, something told me to call you, my name is Molly Fawns?” “Oh, my heavens Molly! Okay, tell me what is wrong?” She asks me in a calm voice and loving voice that makes me listen. “I do not know, I woke up with my head feeling like it has been run over by a truck, and I keep having agonizing pains in my head, like.” She responds, “Like your mind is making you remember something, you don’t know what?” I gasp “yes, exactly!” I hear her lightly crying on the phone “memory wipe,” she says in a quiet voice. My hand covers my mouth! Mom would not do that. Would she?
I awoke to the sight of being back inside my room at my mother's house. My head felt like it had been hit with a sledgehammer. I had such a major headache; I did not know what day it was. I also felt like I was missing something. It was a nagging feeling, and I did not like it. I walked downstairs, my mother was in the kitchen."Hello sweetheart," she says with a chipper voice."Hey mum" I sit down at the table and reach for an apple and a knife so I can peel the skin off."How did you sleep?" I peeled the apple and cut it into slices."Pretty good, honestly, I woke up with a pounding headache like I was run over by a freight train". She looks up at me."That sounds painful, take some medicine for it. I will be back soon; I need to go to my store and do some work. Maybe call Barbara to spend time with you?" I stare at her like she is delusional."Mom, remember? Barbara has gone away to college at Oxford. Her mom does not want me to socialize with her on account of You!" I snarl at her
Time never stops, it continues to move. I marched into the packhouse and told David about my interaction with his uncle. I had never seen David so furious, several other people had to block him from tearing his uncle apart. David's father was deeply troubled by my words. He had a difficult time believing the news I was sharing. He could not deny the truth of my words, he just had a hard time accepting that his own brother was trying to usurp him. David had officially decided to keep me away from him. He moved us immediately to Cambridge University dorms. I was so excited to finally start my college life at Cambridge with my mate by my side. These last several months have been incredible. I have lived through more in my life and this past summer than any normal person has ever endured. I got to grow up with a fantastic stepfather, I got to graduated from secondary school. I got to finally meet my family. I got my dream of meeting my real father, I endured the pain and loss that was t
Today was the final day where David and I head off to college. I did not speak a word to him concerning what had happened a couple of weeks ago between Callan and I. David only believed that we had very passionate rowel in bed. I smiled and told him that I wished he could have joined us. He assured me that if he did not have to awake early to train his warriors, he never would have left us. I blushed when he said intimacy between all of us will never tire him, and he would be happy to spend everyday making me squirm in pleasure. I saw a wicked glint in his eye as he said this no doubtingly meaning to arouse me, and it worked. I felt my skin flush and felt myself begin to moisten in my nether region. Callan pass us, inhale, and subtly run his fingers through my core. I produced a startled yelp. He chuckled and said “ your right David, she is ripe and hungry for more of us” I flushed with embarrassment and walked away from them. I heard them laughing. I just continued on my way, walkin
Callan pushes me face down into the mattress, as he hoists my bottom into the air. I feel him slide into me, he is so deep I feel full, I feel as if his hard shaft may go all the way to the deepest parts of me. Right when I feel like he could not make me feel so good, he starts to move.I grab a pillow from the head of the bed, it is covered in David’s scent. I snuggle into his scent and start to scream my lungs out as Callan continues to plunge into my already overly sensitive vagina. I writhe in pleasure; at the same time, it is like my body is trying to escape him. He places his hand on my back “don’t think you are going anywhere sweetheart, I am going to make cream and scream my name, again and again, I have waited to long for this.” Suddenly something I did not expect happened. I felt an energy in the room. I heard the sounds as if someone were whispering into my ear. My skin felt warm, I turned my head and found it glowing again. I started to freak out inwardly. ‘How could th
The weeks I have spent at David’s pack have been amazing. I finally feel like I belong somewhere. Not only did I spend a lot of time deepening my bond with my mates but, I was becoming accepted here.I met all the warriors, one named Malachi was fun to socialize with however, my mates would snarl when he would wrap his arm around me. He chuckled, ruffled my hair, and took a step back. He winked at me and assured my mates that no harm is meant. They both came over, picked me up, removed me from the room and walked me out the door. “We needed you away from him” David told me. I gave him a look “Molly you do not understand, Mal is a horny wolf. He loves the ladies and I do not want to take any chances when it comes to him” I roll my eyes and walk away. The man has only ever been nice to me. I hear David growl at my behavior but, I do not care, I was not going to be controlled like that.Later that day, David’s cousin Genevie met me for lunch, and it was a marvelous time. I was thrilled
It has been well over a month since I awoke from my coma. I remember the day I first awoke after being in oblivion, and seeing my mother. Everything she told me was so shocking, and left my mind spinning. I spent time for a whole week sharing a chamber with my mates. We spent the whole time reconnecting, in every physical way and emotional way. After I was pronounced healthy, I called Hunter, he informed me that had arrived back from his month-long business trip to find me gone. he said that he felt the energy in the house was very dark and angry. He was greatly concerned, and was demanding to know where I was. I confessed everything that had happened. My stepfather was livid .He attempted to order me home, he lectured me about trusting Rydon and leaving with him from the beginning. I soothed his anger when I told him that I was with David's family. He offered to tear apart Alpha Bryson and my father's pack. I politely declined, I could not have that on my conscience. I know he is no
Everything was so brutal, I had never endured so much physical agony in my life.Darkness was all around me, I felt disconnected from my body. Mentally, I feel like I am straying beyond thought and time. I feel like I falling into a deep dark abyss, one that I have no power or hope to move from. My body feels heavy like it is weighed down by heavy anvils. It is like I am floating into the vast unknown of this darkened realm, wherever I am. I fight my best to find something, anything, anywhere that I can go. “Hello?” I shout but, it only echoes through a room as sinister black as hell. How long will I be forced to stay here? Why can I not find anywhere that has some light so I can see? Where am I? Am I dead? So many thoughts are racing through my mind. I try to remember something, about how I arrived here yet, my mind grants me not to say what happened to me. This endless eternity of night, how long must I linger? How much longer must I endure? Time stands still, I suddenly see a br
I lay in my bed, I tried to shake off the warning feeling that was coursing through my veins. The hostile interaction with my half-sibling could not leave my mind. I started to doubt my choice of coming here. I knew this would happen however, I still wanted to get to know my real father. My mind was spinning with a thousand different scenarios of what else could go wrong, how much trouble I was going to be in, no doubt she told her mother. Did I just ruin any chance I had of making a good impression? Is this even worth it? I sat up on my bed when I heard a knock at the door. I pressed straightened my clothes to look presentable. After a few minutes, my father walked through the door. He had a troubled look on his face and I knew I was in deep trouble. “So, I hear there was an incident early?” I nodded my head “Did you purposely attack Varia?” I gazed at him in shock “because that is what she said, and I told her that does not sound like you” I swallowed my pride and explained what