"Honey.... Is everything okay?" Dr. Ellen asked, noticing the dark circles under Clara's eyes and the way she seemed to drag herself up the stairs. "Yeah, mum, I am just really tired. I need to take a shower and have a long nap. I promise I will be up for dinner." Clara said wearily as she slowly walked up, her shoulders slumped and her steps heavy. She got to her room, dropped her bag, and then stripped naked before walking into the bathroom to take a shower. As the water came down gently on her head, she closed her eyes, and in flashes, Mrs. Fernanda's words and face came to her, causing a sharp pang in her chest. "DIABLA (she devil), LOBA (she wolf), HIJA DEL DIABLO (daughter of the devil), HEREDERA DE LA MALDICION (cursed child)...." It troubled her so much that she opened her eyes, staring at the standing mirror. Water from the shower was still pouring down on her face, blurring her view, but she could swear her reflection on the mirror looked more like a creature rather than
“That's not enough,” Damian said impatiently, his voice tinged with frustration and urgency. “I don't want only him, your werewolves, we also help me find the group of witches helping him out, they call themselves the Red Spider. ” “Well that's a tough task,” Lucian replied, his voice conveying a hint of doubt. “But we will try our best. But you have to promise me one thing.” “And what's that?” Damian asked. “You won't touch any of my men,” Lucian stated sternly, his tone leaving no room for argument. “And next time you come to my house you will knock instead of breaking the door down.” “I will try,” Damian conceded, his voice laced with sarcasm. “But you have to tell your men to behave themselves around me.” Lucian smiled wryly. “Let's shake on it then,” he said, stretching out his hand. Damian stared at Lucian's hand for a moment before finally taking hold of it in a hand shake. “Deal, but you have to be quick with your task, because I won't be so nice next time," Damian warne
"But I just explained to you, it's only a medical condition. You aren't cursed," Dr. Ellen said, her voice filled with concern for her daughter's well-being. "You can't understand, Mum. This isn't any post-traumatic nonsense. I'm not even scared of the wolf in the woods, but I'm freaking scared of the one in my dreams. Mum, I think something is wrong with me... something mystical. Just like today when that old lady, Mrs. Fernanda, jumped on me. She didn't know me, but do you know what she said to me?" Clara said, her tone frantic. "Who is Mrs. Fernanda, and why did she attack you? I hope you're not hurt," Dr. Ellen said, her voice laced with worry. "I'm not hurt, but that's not the point. Do you know what the old lady said to me, Mum?" Clara said, her voice trembling. "I don't know, darling. Tell me," her mum said, her eyes fixed on Clara's face. "She called me a Loba," Clara said, her voice rising in panic. "And what's that?" Dr. Ellen asked, her voice softening. "A She Wolf...
As they conversed, waiting for the history teacher, Mr. Collins, to enter and take the class, Steven and his four friends sauntered into the classroom, walking directly to where Clara and her friends sat. Steven had a lopsided grin on his face as he approached them, his eyes gleaming with malice. “Well, hello. Sorry for disturbing your little chit-chat, but I just have something to say,” he said, adjusting his blue expansive leather jacket with a smug look. “What do you want?” Clara asked with a frown, her voice shaking slightly. “What do I want? That's a very good question. I don't know if you have heard - you probably might have heard - but I will still tell you anyway. You see, your little hero Adams is no longer attending Great Hill High,” he said with a cruel laugh, relishing in Clara's obvious distress. Then he continued. “You know what that means, right? I'll tell you. There's nobody now that will stand in my way of getting the revenge I so crave. So, here is my advice to y
"Who else wants to taste the fury of Greyjoy for the honor of my Alpha!" Greyjoy exclaimed, his voice dripping with a mix of anger and determination. Volunteers were scarce, well aware of the damage he had already inflicted on four formidable opponents, leaving them severely injured. However, after some time, a timid figure summoned the courage to step up into the ring. He possessed a large presence, though it was primarily due to his excess weight rather than defined muscles... "Who is this guy?" Adams inquired, directing his question to Lara, his curiosity piqued by Greyjoy's intimidating presence. "That's Greyjoy Stones, also known as Skull Crusher," Lara provided a brief introduction. "I see. He certainly looks formidable," Adams remarked, acknowledging the undeniable strength radiating from Greyjoy. "Formidable? That's an understatement. He personifies the word 'tough.' He's one of the strongest, if not the strongest, wolf in Lucian's park. He had his heart set on becoming Luc
“I don't know much about cars, but I must admit it looks absolutely beautiful. Congratulations, my dear friend," Mathias said, embracing Clara warmly. Anna chimed in, "I love the color red! It's my second favorite color after pink, of course." After admiring the car for a while, they bid their farewells. Clara took to the road with Mathias seated beside her. "So, have you learned any new tricks and spells from that book?" Clara asked, her focus on the road ahead. "Absolutely! I've discovered a whole bunch of exciting spells," Mathias replied, his voice brimming with excitement. "That's great to hear. By any chance, does the book mention anything about dream-related spells?" Clara inquired. "Dream spells? Well, I believe there might be something about it in the book. It's quite a complex spell, so I skipped it for now," explained Mathias. "Please, try to learn that spell," pleaded Clara. Curiosity piqued, Mathias asked, "Why are you interested in a dream spell?" Before Clara co
Lucian stood up gracefully from his seat, his eyes locked with Peterson, the vampire who exuded an air of sophistication in his impeccably tailored grey suit and stylish Italian shoes. The intensity of their gaze gave way to laughter as they warmly embraced, the weight of their shared history evident in their reunion. "Welcome, my dear Peterson. Your presence is a pleasant surprise," Lucian greeted him, a genuine smile playing on his lips. Peterson glanced around the vibrant party scene, his eyes lingering on the lifeless body of Greyjoy sprawled on the ring. "Quite the spectacle you've orchestrated here, my friend," he remarked, his voice laced with a hint of amusement. Lucian chuckled, his laughter resonating with a mix of satisfaction and dark humor. "Indeed. But let's find a quieter corner to converse and indulge ourselves in a drink," he suggested, his arm affectionately draped over Peterson's shoulder as they strolled away, their laughter fading into the distance. Adams arche
If Mathias had come to this electronic shop alone and not with Clara the first day he was here, he would have doubted his sanity because this is by far the most insanely crazy thing that has ever happened to him," Mathias thought to himself, feeling a mix of confusion and disbelief. He was absolutely certain that he had met a man named Gary here. After all, without Gary, there wouldn't be the Book, and Clara's broken laptop wouldn't have been fixed. But now, his very existence was being questioned, leaving Mathias without any answers. With a mind filled with perplexity, he walked home, a bewildered boy lost in his thoughts. Meanwhile, Dr. Ellen had returned to work at Leventies Teaching Hospital, and the warm reception she received upon her return made her grateful for changing her mind about leaving. She felt a deep sense of importance and love in this place she called her workplace. She carried that positive energy with her throughout the day as she performed a series of complex