Все главы Awakening Prime: Глава 61 - Глава 70

You know that feeling that you get when you're with your person. Every touch is hot to your core. Every kiss drives you wild and every breath feels, not enough. You want more of everything, you need more. You want to feel all of them…but…then their mom walks in. Running to Kylen wearing Cassian's face at the library was very infuriating. So after leaving angrily I made it my priority to talk to Cassian about it and then I remembered how I stood him and his mom up and then I remembered how much I wanted to spend as much time as possible with him before I…left Elverton. Anyways I was really missing him, so I snuck into his room at the Sapphire house. Damon just rolled his eyes at me and walked off. He didn't want to help me sneak through an open window on the second floor but enough about the journey. I had made it into the room. I just had to wait a few hours for him to arrive. I should have probably spent my time better but I was becoming very needy and clingy. I felt extremely b

Every girl feels doubt about their first relationships. When their boyfriend gets over friendly with other girls or worse one of her friends, when a hot ex comes to town with her flawless skin evoking many insecurities, there is also the worst kind of doubts; when it seems like the universe is fighting you. On every step of the way there is an obstacle to be fought and overcome but what if I'm not in the right state of mind to overcome all these challenges. Times like this I wonder if Xerxes was right about me being weak. Ugh, this is most definitely bad if I'm starting to think that Xerxes was right. I knew that I lacked proper control over my abilities. If this was a game I would be at level two at best when my ultimate level is like ten. I must be delirious but maybe Xerxes wasn't as bad as everyone else said he was. My mother barely talked about him but sometimes I would get the feeling that she missed him or the person he used to be before his arch nemesis was born. I was

Christmas used to be my favourite time of the year. It was the only time that my mother and I would go out into the big cities. We would walk around for hours, only buying the things that we could afford, dreaming of buying the things that we couldn't afford and most importantly, we were together. We would hold hands and walk around the many stores together. Many of my old classmates used to tease me about it but I never cared for their insults. I only cared for her. I missed her. She would probably frown if she saw me now. I could see the disappointed look on her face. She raised me as best as she could and I grew to become this messy teenager. I was a terrible student, a terrible person who harmed others for my own personal gain. I have lied…cheated. I have been a bad friend. I have jeopardised my entire future because I lack control over myself, my abilities and my emotions. I let my anger and my pride get the best of me on multiple occasions. I have become someone who canno

Why does time go by so quickly when your having fun? Well, its because you are with the ones who you care about and they care about you. Time goes by quickly because you aren't stressing over your kidnapped mother or your psychopathic father. I lived within the moment and enjoyed myself. Time goes by but the memories stay forever. I will have to cherish those memories for a while. I had hoped that this feeling deep down inside of me would have changed but I couldn't shake it. For months I had been searching for answers about my parents, for weeks I had been searching for the location of the portal that should lead me to the elven world but I was no wiser than I was when I arrived in Dremount. There were no answers here but there were back home. I could feel it. I had left too much things behind, too much of my life and my mother's life was left abandoned. My answers were there I was sure of it. I just didn't know if I wanted to return after learning the truth. I could sense tha

The most terrifying thing for a teenager was to have their parents read their diary. The most terrifying thing of all was to have your enemy be two steps ahead of you on your path, presenting themselves as an immovable object that knew your deepest thoughts. How could I have been so stupid? I should have known, I should have felt it's dark signature. Why didn't I felt it? Was I really that weak? I sighed it was impossible not to agree with every terrible thing that Xerxes had said about me. Most days I didn't even feel whole. I tried and I tried but something kept holding me back, refusing to let go. I stared down at my mother's diary, a witch's diary. Maybe inside was the answer to all my questions. I most definitely did not find this book by accident. I gulped as I opened the book and skipped past the first page. Scribbled on the black horizontal lines was my mother's hand writing even after all these years it still remained the same. Everytime I wrote in mine it was like two