A tall order  The knock that sounded on the door of her bedroom was slightly drowned out by the sound of Justin Timberlake’s voice in her ears, ripping the earbuds from her ears, she moved to the door and pulled it open, ducking from the fist that nearly hit her in the face.  “Shit, sorry Star, Dad’s been calling you, but I guess you didn’t hear him,” Joseph smirked at the earbuds thrown haphazardly on the bed beside her phone.  “I wrote my last ever high school exam today, sue me for taking some time to relax.” She rolled her eyes and pushed him out of the room, closing the door behind her. “Yeah, I don’t miss that one bit,” Joe smirked down at his signi

The enemy of your enemy is your friend Star leaned against the kitchen counter of the Sheriff's house when she saw lights in the driveway. The room was still dark when she heard keys jingle in the front door keeping her body hidden from view.  “Good evening Sheriff,” Star spoke when he threw his keys onto the table beside the door. Not expecting the intrusion, he drew his gun from the holster and approached the kitchen with it in hand.  “Who are you?” His voice sounded pissed off and under any other circumstances, she would have laughed.  Star stepped into the light, letting her face come into view and when realization dawned on him, he dropped his weapon.  

Trust is priceless   When Star arrived in the room Stone had prepared for her, she placed her bag down on the bed and sighed out loud.    Never in a million years would she have thought she’d find herself in such a situation, but nothing from the moment she found out who her father really was, was normal, or how she’d ever pictured it. The axis of her entire existence was thrown out of balance, but if the past year had taught her anything, it was that she was adaptable and no situation would get the better of her.    Looking up at the sky she pictured her mother staring back at her with loving eyes and a proud smile the way she always had as a kid. Her mother’s death was something she’d come to terms with years ago, but she had a feeling she wouldn’t see the rest of her family

No success exists without sacrafice Sweat dripped down her back with every swift motion of Star’s body. She was starting to become irritated by the back and forth game they played, so in a split second her decision was made and Mike’s sword flew through the air, landing feet away from them. His momentary distraction and disarmament were all she needed to swipe her feet beneath his and drop him on his back.  “For a skilled hunter, you’re quite easily distracted,” Star smirked, holding the tip of her sword under his chin. If he were a werewolf he would have been screaming in pain from the contact.  “Pardon his distraction, young warrior Micheal has become… rusty

Don't bring a knife to a gunfight “How did you escape?” Stone asked in shock when he arrived to see them getting off the Dodge.  “I knocked out a housemaid when she came to deliver lunch.” Star shrugged and tried to walk past him, but he grabbed her arm. “Not so fast. How did you get out without being detected.” Star eyed his hand on her broken skin with disdain.  “If you’d let me go, I would show you how I knew.” She ripped her arm from his grip and turned to walk away again, but stopped, “Were you even going to try and rescue us?” Stone’s jaw ticked.  “If you’re stupid e