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Time feels like it is slowing down, everything is happening slowly. Richard sits up, entrusting Leslie to her brothers. He can’t seem to pull his concerned eyes off her battered form. My sisters continue to dismantle the enemy wolves they are fighting. I run to Sage, I’m only fifteen feet away now. I’m shouting her name in my head, but she can’t hear me in my wolf form. Sage takes another step in Mara’s direction. Mara stops retreating and the dark grey enemy wolf is within arm’s length of my best friend. I leap in the air, hoping to pounce on him. As my body collides with the earth, I realize I am a second too late. The wolf leaps up and knocks Sage to the side, slashing down her back, and

Sophie The moon hangs high in the night sky, casting an ethereal glow over the fairgrounds. The usual joyous atmosphere twists into an eerie tension as Damian's secret unravels before my eyes. I stand frozen for a moment, my fascination momentarily overpowering the fear that should consume me. The tales of werewolves have always been distant echoes, whispered warnings from from my grandmother to keep curious minds like mine at bay. Yet, here I am, on the front lines of a supernatural battle, witnessing the transformation of humans into majestic, fearsome creatures.

I can feel the sinister power coursing through my veins, a palpable force that threatens to overwhelm me. As the nightmare intensifies, I find myself unable to escape its grasp. I'm trapped in a twisted reality where an old woman with gnarled hands hovers over me, her sinister laughter echoing in the darkness. I struggle against invisible restraints, my heart pounding with fear as she reaches towards me with chilling intent.

I don't even have his number! "Hello? Who's there?" I whispered. It was like a horror movie. The girl in the forest screaming and running for her dear life. Maybe it is Jordan. He is a douchebag but can he pull such a stunt just to scare me? One thing I learned from the horror movies I watch is never to scream and run so I backed away and tried to be in the shade because the moon was up and bright. I don't want to be spotted or watched by who may or may not be my predator.

she said. Mommy read me my favorite story, “The Cinderella Luna,” and she kissed me goodnight. I felt so lucky to have her as my mommy! I couldn’t stop thinking about the scary man, I needed to know why he watched me all the time. Did he want to drink my blood? Did he want to make me like him? No! No, my parents would never let that happen. He was often in the big office across the hall, but my parents would keep the doors closed so I wouldn’t have to see him. For some reason I felt like I needed to talk to him, I needed to see if he was really as scary as my mind was telling me.

"Don't come near me!" "Don't come close!" She screamed, still trying to kick something that only she could see. She started to frantically pull her hair as those screams and cries from her nightmare still echoes at the back of her head. Her breathing was frantic, finding it hard to even breathe. Her eyes started to see only darkness around her, she can barely see light. In her eyes, her surrounding is nothing but endless darkness, and that taunting laughter haunts every piece of her. "Please don't come closer!" She hid her head in between her knees cowering in fear at one corner of the bed. Her sobs disturbing the silence of the night. Her pleas and shrieks can make one's hair rises. "Mori?

Suddenly, I lost strength in my leg and fell to the ground with a thud. He burned Sasha alive without any hesitation. I closed my eyes and a wave of nausea engulfed me. I feel my blood turn to ice. Fear holds me tight. The Devil's attention then focused on me. His icy eyes looked at me. My heart rate involuntarily accelerates as he makes his way towards me. I'm frozen in fear. I don't know what to do. I can't move. I can't breathe. I can only watch as death comes near me.

I was sure that he could fuck me until I saw stars. Before I could give the handsome stranger an answer, I felt a hand tug my arm with force, pulling me away from the guy swiftly. “Hey man! What the fuck!”yelled the beautiful stranger as he became smaller and smaller, nearly out of sight. I could hardly see in the darkened area where I was being led to. My heart raced, and I feared the worse. Was I being attacked? I didn’t have a weapon, but I tried to remember all the self-defense lessons Lisa and I had taken that summer. And where the fuck was security?

Without warning, she pushed both fingers deep inside me in one smooth thrust. I gasped loudly, my head falling back against the wall. Lena immediately covered my mouth with her free hand. “Shhh,” she hissed, eyes gleaming with wicked amusement. “You don’t want Maya to hear her precious best friend getting finger-fucked by her big sister, do you?”

There was food everywhere, balloons I distinctly remembered telling her not to buy, and a giant cake sitting untouched on the counter because apparently turning nineteen was a national event. I stayed near the kitchen mostly. Safe distance. I was avoiding him. This morning's events still playing over in my head. He was different. Very different and I got scared. I didn't know what to do or who to talk to. Who am I kidding, who am I going to tell that I am scared of my best friend's nineteen year old son who I have been having sex with since last year. A woman who should know better. And yet all I could think about was being on my knees for a nineteen year old a few hours ago.