Luna Of The Abated Prophecy

AUTHOR'S NOTE~~~~~~~~~~~~~~Thank you for giving my story a chance. I hope you enjoy the story as you follow me on it. Please do not forget to vote, comment, and give your reviews for it'll be greatly appreciated.This story is purely a work of fiction; no character name or location is related to anyone or anywhere. But if you find any, it's purely coincidental; do not take it to heart. Everything used here is mainly to enhance the enjoyment of the readers, and I do not mean any harm to anyone nor any authority. Thank you!!!~~~~~~~Stretching my lazybones on the bed after the night bell rang, the time was fast spent. No, there was no school and I'm one person who wasn't supposed to do anything in the farm as I was too young to join in the house activities. And why would I when I had it all? The day seemed a bit off as I woke up in the middle of the night. I heard loud screams from outside our house. My heavy eyes couldn't bear not to peep at what it was that erupted such a loud

Erl Reyhound brought me into a house, through the tunnel, and he dropped me from his back. I twirled to take a look at the house and it was beautiful and enormous. I stared at the paintings, hung on the wall, and one caught my eyes. Erl Reyhound stood near Dyth-orak. The legendary warrior that died, 300years ago. It wowed me and I walked towards the painting, moved my hand on it, and its rough surface, to check if the painting was real, as I saw him stand beside him it. It was quite amazing. Obviously, he is absolutely one of the legendary werewolves for he to be painted years ago before the birth of Taseaus Eil, the one that is still alive till date, whom I thought was the oldest werewolf. I was startled as I heard sharp clangs. I turned around and found no one; the room was in a grave silence and my heart started to pound as I saw that the room was left to me. "Hey Reyhound!" I called. "Reyhound where are you at?" I called again, softly as I tiptoed to the nearest door."Hey" he

"Hey, girl!" Someone said to me."Ow!.. I'm sorry, who are you?" I asked as I grunted, probably just waking up from the long sleep. "I am Myris." She answered me in a low, soft and sweet voice. She was about 5feet tall and had long eyelashes on. Her face was oval in shape and she wore a smile as she talked to me. Her black gown flapped as the wind gushed in. She stood up from her crouch and dabbed my forehead with her warm hands. "Okay..." I said with a sprinkle of forced smile and confusion as I tried to sit up, which didn't go well enough as I failed sitting up. "Do you remember anything?" Myris asked as her gaze was still fixed at my face strictly. A bit of worry was written over her face."I think, I remembered walking out of the house." I said and nudged my head. "Oh...! Where's Reyhound?" I grabbed Myris by the arms."We don't know who Reyhound is" she scoffed."Oh God!" I held my head "I was about to have the chicken soup and then I went out to get Reyhound... Then I felt a

TEN YEARS LATER.I was sitting at a deserted spot, no one was there, even the trees weren't waving to the wind. The place seemed haunted, but having a bad day in school was haunting me more. I wished the memories of my experience would end right now, it didn't but stayed there, rattling and pattering inside there. I don't know how but I ended up receiving that this semester in college. Many other persons as well, but mine should have been an exemption. Though I wasn't the best in college, but I always did well enough. I just sat there and let my sadness hunt me, drenched in tears. After some minutes of my mourning, Athan came to me and sat beside me.Athan is a male friend of mine, he is also a human and not a werewolf, I had few friends during my time in first year in college. Athan and Kaul were the ones who were close to me because we share the same classroom and we sit next to each other. Although Kaul was a werewolf."Hey girl, what's up?" Athan said from behind me. I wasn't in

Alone in my room, I sat in the bed, with my own dancing on my pages. It was weeks to the final examinations in college, my final examination in school that will determine if I am a failure or not. I just finished the assessments that was loaded to me, by Miss Claud. My after school tutor, who was assigned to tutor me by Orlan. She has been doing a really great job, and it has been helpful, since I had been bundled with works and I had to do them. I became a bookworm, soon after a long time of tutorials. I was working on chemistry. It was a subject that I had been battling with, in school. It was my greatest fear, and my target. "Hello there, it's time for lunch." Kaul came knocking at my door, it was 01:02 pm. That was when we have our lunch, around one of clock, and in the cafeteria. I exhaled sharply, sat up idly and looked at the books dully. I walked down from the bed and left the book leaves flipped over and over, because I left the window opened to let the fresh air and sunlig