Faith Buffy Mga Nobela at Kwento

“I know, but I thought our bond would grow strong with this pregnancy. Instead, it feels like I’m more alone than ever.” Hailey gave my shoulder a reassuring squeeze. “We’ll figure this out, Fiona. You’re not alone in this, I pray for you to be treated with the respect and love you deserve.” As I looked into Hailey’s unwavering eyes, I felt a renewed sense of hope. In the midst of my newfound abilities and the challenges of pregnancy, I had a friend who stood by my side, ready to help me confront the uncertainties of this pack.

He backed up to the door and pulled it ajar, letting the bullies enter. Jayce tutted and shook his head as he passed. He was at least a head taller than the rest of them and had fists the size of boulders. Everyone knew this guy was an animal when it came to fighting. It was the consensus that if you got targeted you rolled up and played dead, much like the protocol for a bear attack. "I'm sorry, okay?" Alfie cried. "I'm sorry. I only went with her because she bought me stuff. I don't even like her."

Ayla. Walking through the cafeteria I slowly tell Bri all the events of yesterday. As expected, she was feeling loads of different emotions, shock, disgust and anger masked her face. "Who in gods name does he think he is to be treating you... My best friend like that!" She shouted catching some weird looks and in return giving them glares telling them to mind their business. Whilst I completely understand her reaction towards all of this I didn't want her to make a huge deal out of it.

“Dance with me.” I stared at her, my skin crawling where her fingers touched me. The request felt like another trap. “I don't feel like it," I said. Kiya didn't flinch. She just kept that sharp, knowing smile on her face, her hand dropping slowly from my chin. "I'm sure the Council will be interested to know how much recovery you've had ever since you turned feral. Unless, of course, you aren't too shaken to handle another turn on the floor?"

she snarled. "Buffy, I'm sort of fragile right now and you are a big bully," I cautioned her. Buffy's whole body trembled. Had she spontaneously developed heat ray vision, my brain would have been incinerated on the spot. Buffy finally linked her hand behind her back. I gently pressed my body against hers, brushing her hair behind her shoulders then tilting her jaw up.

Hope chastised whilst braiding her sister's hair. "Oh, sorry Hope." Faith chuckled guiltily. "Are you worried about the meeting?" She asked. "A little, I guess." Faith shrugged. Today was the day she was to meet with the Hunters to try to demonstrate that humans were not under threat from vampires. She was the bargaining chip in the fight for peace. Faith was not sure what the outcome of her appearance at the meeting would be, but she was determined to do her best to prove that vampires were still vegetarians (of a sort). Faith was dressed casually in blue jeans with a cream knit jumper, and her comfy white trainers, which were slightly greying with age.