Annabel Lee Novels & Stories

44 ANNALISE I woke up gasping for breath, my heart racing as if I had been running for hours. The nightmare again. The same one that had haunted my sleep for as long as I could remember. But this time, the faces were clearer, the betrayal more vivid. A name lingered on my lips—Spencer—though I couldn’t recall why. My body trembled, drenched in sweat, as I tried to piece together the fragments of what I had just seen.

There she stood in all her average height glory, waiting for an answer. We waited for someone to answer. The class was quiet, like a graveyard. I got tired of waiting and raised my hand. Shockingly, Vanessa and I raised our hands at exactly the same time. I silently prayed for Ms Cherry to pick her and not me. "Lève-toi, Annabelle", the lady said. (Stand up, Annabelle). There went all my prayers. I mentally cursed before standing up. "Quel est le pronom y?" She asked again. "Le pronom y est une voyelle et aussi un pronom qui remplace la place dans une phrase", I answered.

Just a little change Small, to say the least Both a little scared Neither one prepared Beauty and the beast “No go dear....”Debby whispered to Tracy who waltzed towards the stage waving her wands while doing so...Ichabod held the pin in his hand and closed his eyes as he pressed the pointy sharp edge into his wrist....he shut his eyes as the lanced through him and a groan escaped his lips....when he opened the eyes, it was a shimmering red pair of eyes. The crowd cheered as she came in, looking so cute in her fairy-like attire.....

I'll see what I can do," she nods toward Alpha Blue. Suddently Beta Abir is next to me and staring at Ana like he wants to eat her up. He takes her hand and bows low over it, "Ana," he says, kissing it, his lips lingering. I notice goosebumps rise on her flesh and her cheeks blush mauve against her pale blue flesh. She snatches her hand away. "My name," she says, "is Anahita." She stalks off. Ana can be a real bitch when she wants to. But I'm not sure what exactly is happening between her and Abir. I may be mateless but that doesn't mean I can't recognize the scent of a potential mating. Abir of course is gone again as soon as she is.

I wanna take you home And find some new joy and In this autopilot life I wanna take you home Slow down your heartbeat And dry those glazing eyes I wanna take you home Black out our windows And hold you till we die What if the first step was leaving And stepping outside in the cold, end Facing the smoke and you’re lurching Down the alleys, kiss me And how many lives lived in fear now And who do we call in the end, end There was a pattern of errors There was a life here to mend, mend…' Beautiful words for a beautiful woman. “Who is this?” I ask quietly, not wanting her to stop her natural movements. Annabell turns her head, smiling as she puts her clothes away, “Everything Everything- Armourla

Will their names be written in the history of Hymir as those who continued the legacy of these blessed lands. For another time, in the lands where crows reign, despite the darkness that enveloped us in the cold night. I hope that I won't be remembered as a queen that had gone insane and that murdered numerous lives. I do attest myself to whatever I did in the past. However, I hope that once I was not here in the world, may I be remembered as the queen like the raven soaring in the sky, to be a queen that watches you from the dark. -M. of Hymir

“Then we have to gather another update with Rioteco in Florida. Let’s go?” The week passed by like a flash. For Anna, manslaughter, and torture is a common things to witness daily, sometimes commit. In her line of work, there is no gore she can’t handle. She’s seen it all. One may be fooled by her angelic features and never think about what that face does for a living. This was her life. And this is fine.

The more I gazed out at the objects, the closer they seemed to be getting. Slowly getting to my feet, I quickly pulled at my dress before grasping the small blade. I could now see what this creature was, and knowing that it was here only meant that either Lee-Anne or I must be chosen. As if sensing my thoughts a small whimper left Lee-Anne. Taking a step closer to Lee-Anne the beast growled as if it could read my mind. Don't run, Annabelle.

I ran off of what to say. Annabelle's expression speaks of determination as she fixed her gaze on me. "Layla, I never accepted the punishment, and I've returned for revenge. You may be the Luna now, but you weren't there for me when I needed your support. You were not a friend when I needed you, and I have come for my revenge." "What? But why?" Her words sent a chill through me, and I realized that Annabelle's return was not merely a chance encounter. She had a vendetta, and her bitterness was palpable. I knew that my actions, or lack thereof, during her banishment had led to her anger.

Not only that, Selene, Akira, and Violet, were keenly staring at her. " These creature are........" She held her breath and shook her head again.... `~~~ ~ Crescent Fierce Moon Pack ~ Arnold's house. Anabelle marched out of her room with great anxiety eating her heart, and she went out to find Vera, her mother. Upon sighting her, she approached her immediately with a grave face, not bothering to hide her own fear. " Mother, there is a problem," she voiced out in a grave tone, like the expression on her face.