LUCAS  George had gotten frustrated. . .I couldn't blame him, it wasn't undue. We should have met Declan, the Principal—and also my biological father who didn't know I existed—for help but I had kept pushing it.   It was more than just being scared. I just didn't want him in my life, he didn't and could never have a space in my life and that was nothing but pure facts. . .to me, at least.   I had grown without a father for all of my life. It wasn't easy, hell, it was horrible. Especially since I knew my Mum was lying to me about many things. I couldn't count how many nights I had wished he would come. I had created a fantasy where he was somewhere on some special classified mission doing stuffs many couldn't. . .like saving the world.  

EVELYN Sometimes I think about life if I wasn't a witch. Everything will be so much easier. Not perfect, but way easier. At least, I wouldn't be scared that some agency could take my son and me to some stupid lab to do God-knows-what. “Okay, let me explain what is going to happen right now. I am going to ask you some questions and you will answer every one of them without any question or hesitation. You are following, right?” The short lady laughed hysterically. “That's not happening, no amount of torture will break me, trust me, I've gone through so many pieces of training and for so many years. Your magic means nothing to me.” The woman was really good at hiding how scared she was. This wasn't as easy as it sounded. “I believe you,” I said, whispering some words under my breath. The lady fell unconscious. “What's the next step?” Mason asked. “She has made it very clear that cooperating with her is, well, not happening.” “And we have to know all she knows,” Lucas added.

EVELYN Okay, this was the kinda mother-son conversation I was always down for. C'mon, who doesn't like hearing about the love life of someone else— you feel all love in the air and it's amazing? Especially when it is teenage love. God! Few feelings can beat this. “So why not tell her you like her? Tilda is a pretty understanding girl," I assured him. “Trust me on this because I have been there. Always let your feelings fly, don't let them keep hurting you in there.”He shrugged. “She is a relationship, Mum, how can I tell her this?”“Hmmmn, let me see. I guess uttering the words will do.”He rolled his eyes at my comment. “She is dating someone else and they seem to be in a good place.”“Oh, I see. But what about you though? Are you in a good place?”He looked away and I could see worry written all over his face. This wasn't easy for him. I knew what it meant to fall in love for the first time. And that made me feel sad that he would never get to be loved back by his first love. Mus

TILDA Mum and I were going to a boutique downtown to go get some new clothes. New clothes? Damn right, I was excited. Yeah, I know. I have been through so damn much. From almost being molested by Clenk to almost being kidnapped by a total nutter. Yeah, the last few weeks haven't been too kind to me. There were a few good things that happened and like “motivation gurus” always say in such an intense manner, “concentrate on the positives”. While I was never a fan of these kinds of motivation write-ups, videos or even self-help books, I agreed with that. It never hurts to count your blessings. It never hurts to appreciate all the good things that have happened or are happening to you.The first thing that comes to mind was my relationship with George. So far it has been barely sexual, nothing beyond tight hugs and kisses on the cheeks. What was exciting was that I knew we were beginning to get along. Damn, it felt right. It felt perfect. He was very good at being a boyfriend and I c

LUCAS“You want that thing off your wrist, don't you?” Max, a girl I had never spoken to, said to me. I knew Max Kane quite well. Everyone in Woodhidge high knew who she was. She was the self-proclaimed queen of the school and was quite attractive. She had short blonde hair that barely reached her neck. Max has very clear blue eyes and a beautiful accent. She was charming and knew how to pick the right outfit for her build because everything she was ever seen in looked perfect on her. That, however, was not all she was known for. Max Kane was a drama queen. Or so they said. I heard she “doesn't take jokes lightly” and was quite mischievous, to say the least. More importantly, Max Kane is very belligerent and very hostile. This was to the extent that she became feared. Why? Well, that was the bit I never really understood. How dangerous could a not-very-powerful witch be?“Uhm . . . I don't know what you're talking about,” I said, my voice sounding way lower than I would have liked i