The bonfire party.  Reaching the arena, I and the other two girls walked towards the field crowded with young girls and boys. A house is situated not too far from the field and it was the only house in the vicinity.  I stayed behind as the girls greeted few friends and I fed my eyes with other things happening around me. Some girls flocked around with their already exposed clothes, dancing to the tune of the music in the background.  I made out with one doltish person I had seen in Mrs Maggie's office. He was Ethan, the naughtiest who behaved uncouthly in the presence of girls. He looked ill-bred and I decided to become very cautious of him.   Few hours passed with nothing special going on, I felt angry that I had to come, perhaps Stefan was right about this. This was a terrible party and I regretted coming along with Ava.  But after a while of stand

Awake from coma. There was silence in the room as everyone kept quiet, not wanting to answer her. Should I say afraid to?. I was confused by this, and wondered who she was that has that very effect on people. Why were they afraid of her?.  Madame Maggret quietly walked out of the room, ignoring her question..  I looked down on my mate and slowly picked up his hand. It was starting to get warmer and I sighed. "Ma'am. Madame sent for you, go on while I clean this up." I raise my head to look at the maid who had just spoken. I stood up, looked at my mate and walked out through the door.  My very instinct screamed that she might ask us to leave, considering the fact that Ethan was her son. And why would Stefan try to harm Ethan?, what has he done to him?.  Just when I was about to open the door, I heard the girl's voice shout at Madame Maggret. Her voice was very

 The solution. Just when I was about to carry the plate into the kitchen, he stopped me and picked it up himself. He had it flung to a cushion and wrapped his hand around my waist. Stefan buried his face into my tummy while I snaked my hand around his neck.  He carried me off and gently placed me on the bed. "Next month's christmas." He mumbled into my ear. I moaned out of pleasure, shut my eyes and allowed my nostrils to take his scent in. "And it's your birth month." He mumbled into my ear and I opened my eyes.  "What?. How did you know?." I asked, surprised. He smiled, "Your diary said so." My eyes went wide and I pushed him off me and sprang out of the bed.  "You went through my diary?. How much do you know?." "Oh baby. I didn't read through it. I only found out that your birthday is on the 2nd december. Come on, relax." He defended, I rolled my eyes and sat back

 The rituals.We settled on the table as the maids carefully dished out the sumptuous meal. The only persons missing at the table were Ethan and Naomi. I watched Madame whisper inaudible to a maid's ear and she left. The things she whispered to her were only heard beyond the human ears. The humans around the table were maids, and I wondered why these supernatural beings make it mandatory to have humans as servants. Is it because they are weak and can't fight for themselves?.Just when we were about to eat, Ethan walked in looking sober. He stopped at a table and glared dangerously at Stefan before walking back upstairs. I cleared my throat as Stefan ate like nothing ever happened between them. I was beginning to see why he wouldn't like to be found among the witches, for the fact he wasn't loved among them. And I still wondered what was going on between them, for the fact he explained that he fought him because of me wasn'

The royal witch.   Stefan's pov.   As I walked through the clan in between Elena and Ava, I was finally able to truly get a good look at the members in the clan. All I saw was hatred, face after face glared at me as we walked with and past them, most stopping when they noticed me.   None ever tried to reach me, whether to fight me or yell at me. I knew it was the fact that Ava stood by me and glared dangerously at them to mind their business.   We walked into a hall where we were supposed to be detained, the table was a long one set before the 7 leaders of the clan, originally called the AGS. Seven of them sat together talking in low tones, madam Maggret was in the middle with an unknown expression.    I felt a warm hand lock into mine and I knew it was my mate's after feeling that tingling sensation I always felt whenever I'm with her. "Please answer their questions and do