Fell Sans Novels & Stories

“While I guess we better pack for this thing.” THE DAY BEFORE THE BALL We are 30 miles from the pack house and my wolf will not stop pacing back and forth since we started driving the whole while he keeps saying we need to hurry up and we need to run after we get there he doesn’t like being in the car. ‘Dude calms down we are there then I’ll get used to our room to get change and we can go for a run. Ok?’ he grumbles and mumbles ‘fine’ he goes to lay down away from me. What is his problem and why has been in a pissed off mood... he’s never like this. “Alpha we are here however we got told to go to this gym like place something along the like of invoke rule 12?” He looks at the review mirror.

Everyone's story had come to a more or less acceptable ending, except for Sasha Dahl. Sasha didn't stay with them for the celebration party after the award ceremony. She sneaked away when none was paying attention. 'I'm dating Jun, Sasha. The one we met on La Forde. I want you to meet him properly this time. Will you?" Her face had ashened and the throbbing of her heart intensified. She had guessed but the truth was more hurtful then she imagined.

The trip to Paris lasted for three hours. To Tasha, it felt like forever. Her stomach hummed in fear until they touched down. They were surrounded by a multitude of people when they landed at the airport. It was as if a celebrity made a surprise appearance and their fans went crazy at the sight of them. Who doesn't know Nelson Radcliffe, the famous business mogul? Most of them had their phones held up as they took pictures of the couple. Nelson's cheeks were hurting from excessive smiling. A facade he uses in persuading everyone into believing he is happily married.

With that, I turned and headed back inside the villa. As I slowly shut the door, I saw Luna still standing outside in the snowstorm. Her figure looked particularly lonely, the regret thick in the air around her. Due to the blizzard, my flight was temporarily delayed. My stepfather told me that Felix had broken up with Selina, and after simultaneously offending two of the most influential families in the city, he had had no choice but to end his life by jumping from a building. Unfortunately for him, he hadn't chosen a tall enough building, so he ended up becoming paralyzed from the waist down instead. From now on, he would spend the rest of his life in a bed.

The couple and the two boys left, settle on the couch as the kind lady offers some beverages. "Is the boy okay? What happened?" elderly concern could easily be sensed in Mr. Jones' question. Asa being a terrible liar he is, gets an internal panic attack. That was until Kyle's hand landed on his back as if sensing the angel's dilemma. "Tae isn't very fond of traveling long distances. He gets motion sickness", explained Kyle like it's actually the case.

My body felt weak, my vision hazy. Still, I reached out and grabbed someone's arm. "I don't agree." The person noticed I was still conscious and pushed me back down. I was given another dose of anesthesia. "Ms. Snyder, Mr. Brooks has already signed the consent form. Please cooperate." Donald? I shook my head, trying to stay awake. Memories of him flashed through my mind like a reel on fast forward. The way he used to gently hold my hand, slowing his steps to match mine. The way he kissed my eyes and promised that when he had money, he would get them treated. The countless nights when he held me as I slept, quietly crying.

“You wouldn’t have heard of it. It’s strictly between heaven, hell and the fallen.” “What’s a fallen?” “It’s someone who used to be an angel in a past life. When they’re resurrected, they’re identified by a specific birth mark. You, my dear, are one of the fallen. You should have a birth mark that’s shaped like a star. It’s in different places for different individuals but your parents found yours on your hipbone.” What the hell. This is way too much information that I wasn’t expecting. I’m essentially in the middle of a holy war, if what she’s saying is the truth.

Now My brother and I sat in the back of our step-brothers people ford fiesta, silently, we both had one headphone in our ears as our step-brother, Connor drove us to our new home. Krystal our step-sister sat in the front passenger seat next to him. A warm tear dripped down my cheek, it had been a year since our father had passed away, my mother had just sold his house and we were moving away from the safety of the place that we used to call our home. My dog, Rolo laid across us both with his head in my lap, he was a fairly big three-year-old German Shephard. My step-father was driving our mothers car with my mother next to him, we were starting from scratch, they had bought a four bedroom ho

, but I really felt sad because of him, the one guy that I couldn't get out of my mind no matter how I tried (You know the one). Him...Lucas!, and I also felt sad, cause the last time we talked, which was yesterday, he looked like a mess, well not that he wasn't still hot or anything, but he looked...really stressed out like what he had told me. He looked disturbed, and when I think about it more, it kinda made my sadness turn into frustration, cause even though he didn't really tell me the exact reason, I knew it was because of that dickhead, Elias!

I find it especially comforting today. We came in a separate car to the rest of the family. The Alpha had to stay home; he's still weak and recovering, which was easy enough to spin to the media. Privately, we also agreed that it would be unsafe for him to come. Charles is, quite frankly, losing it. Who knows what he might attempt next, or where.