Romans & histoires Blanc Hyperdimension

vault, once a sanctuary of white glass, was now a drowning chamber. I was on my knees, my platinum wings dragging in the rising silver tide. Every breath was a battle against the "White-Void" peaking inside me. It wasn't a baby anymore; it was a supernova wrapped in a heartbeat. The frequency was so high it was stripping the color from the air, turning the cavern into a monochrome nightmare of gray shadows and blinding white light.

Alexander seemed to guess what was going through her mind and smiled mischievously. "I understand your hesitation, Samantha," he said. "But you have no choice. You see, during our last encounter, I gave you an eternal gift. A gift that will force you to transform on the first full moon after our encounter, and that full moon is tonight."

Chapter 16— Dark Zander Seated comfortably in the Hawthorne family estate main garden Delia had shown her, a few days later, in a deep blue colored boyfriend Jean and a tank top that had come with a tag, a very expensive tag among the expensive tagged clothes she had gotten.

Blair threw the bottle of the champagne on the mirror of her vanity and the mirror broke into a thousand pieces. White knuckles from clenching her fist too hard, and gritted teeth from an effort to remain silent, her hunched form exuded an animosity that was like acid - burning, slicing, potent. Her face was red with suppressed rage. The wet, desolate streets of the city rested in silence as the starry black sky wept over it. The water in the portholes shimmered by the glow of the bright, yellow street lamps. The small, green trees on the roadside swayed as the strong breeze hit them.

My reasoning is because I was focusing on finishing off high school, had to deal with graduation and family matters, and most of all I was unmotivated and I have been. Yes, I know it sounds like an excuse but I'd rather write Blinded when I'm motivated rather than write crappy chapters that I don't enjoy writing. So for the month of June, I'm going to take a break from writing, find some sort of motivation, and overall figure out what direction I want Blinded to go. So for right now, it is a goodbye unit next month. Sorry for the delay. -L.N.F

The wind howled once, like it agreed. My eyes flashed silver. And the world… Faded to white.

"Two." "I love you," she sobbed. "Three." They slammed their hands onto the glass together. The world vanished. A roar of white static exploded behind Bianca’s eyes. It wasn't just pain; it was a flood. Ten thousand years of archived data poured through her arm, using her veins as fiber optics. She saw Elara’s face, a distorted mask of digital rage. She saw the blueprints of the city. She saw the code for the "Second Ascension" turning into a kill-string.

*This chapter may contain offensive content, read at your own risk!!!! Do not attempt to replicate any action protrayed in this chapter. Thank you for reading!!!* Trix bit her lip as she stared dazed at the air. She was so high that she could reach the stars. Her head staggered and fell into the shoulders of her best friend, Jordan. Jordan had dirty blonde hair, brown eyes and a lean body. He could of been an athlete but Jordan didn't want to become a jock for reasons that were obvious to everyone else except Trix.

He grunted as he buried his face into the hollow of Rainn's neck. "It's quite alright, Groban would have acted exactly the same way if it was Laya." It was at that moment luna Rainn's jaw clenched, "Laya is Groban's mate?" Nodding I swallowed hard before answering her, "Yes, she's a hybrid. A white wolf and vampire breed, and she's-" "Pregnant," luna Rainn said cutting me off. Nodding my brows furrowed as I stared at her, "How did you know that?"