Purity Skyler Mason Novels & Stories

” Damon ~”Why are you picking Mason up from hospital, I thought Brody was going to? Skye ~”I told Mason he can come stay here until he can get back onto his feet.” Damon ~”Are you going to look after Mason now?” Skye ~”Yes, Amber would have wanted me to.” Skye has been to see Mason every day since Amber passed away. The guilt has been killing him, we keep telling him it is not his fault but he cannot forgive himself. They have grown very close as friends that is what I have believed until now. Damon ~”Baby, Brody can look after Mason, I can go past and check up on him every day. Why now must he come live with you?”

if he wanted Skyler to leave again. *************** Skyler hurried through the revolving doors of Sterling Group, her heels clicking sharply against the marble floor as she scanned the bustling lobby. “ Mr. Sterling?” She called the receptionist. “ Which of them ma'am?” “ Mr. Ethan. Mr. Ethan Sterling.” The receptionist checked through her system before turning back to her. “ He hasn't checked out yet, he should be in his office.” “ What floor is that?” “ The sixth…” “ Miss Skyler.” Mr. Rodrigo called, cutting the receptionist short.

On reaching the door to his quarters, Skyler pulled out the keys from his pocket, he opened the door and walked in and shut the door behind him before make his way to his bedroom. Skyler walked straight to the closet and took out the shirt he had taken from that apartment, he sniffed the shirt and long sigh left his lips, the scent of roses and vanilla brought a certain sense of calm to him and his wolf. "Mate," Moon whispers. Xander and his wolf, Moon had been restless since the very day Clara left mystic falls.

After the call, Wilbur murmured to himself, "Joel William. You killed my brother's parents and now, I'm going to give you a taste of bankruptcy before avenging the lives you took with your own. I'm sure that would be a fair enough trade." … That evening, over at Westhand College. With Elsa and Faron's help, Skyler had been enrolled in the school as an undercover agent posing as a dance major living right across the women's dorms. The view from Skyler's dorm was directly overlooking Shelby's dorm. Skyler was currently stretched out on an ottoman, swaying leisurely as he kept an eye on the view across him. There was a cup of tea on the little table next to the ottoman. As he swayed, he crossed

My stomach, now turning with nervousness as the media player begins to play the video. "Hello Skylar. My name is Chase Argent and I am your father. I'm sorry that it takes my death for me to reach out to you but trust me, there is a very good reason for it." I hold my breath as the husky yet warm and friendly voice of this stranger fills my ears. There seems to be less urgency in his voice compared to his written word. He takes his time and smiles a lot as he speaks. Speaks to me and me alone.

We were near a small clearing, and I thought I could sketch the landscape. I sang softly to the song that I asked them to play at my fathers funeral, "Yelling at the sky, Screaming at the world. Baby, why'd you go away? I’m still your girl, Holding on too tight, Head up in the clouds, Heaven only knows where you are now..." Hunter laid across my legs, as I drew in my book. "How do I love? How do I love again? How do I trust, How do I trust again? I stay up all night, tell myself I'm alright. Baby, you're just harder to see than most, I put the record on, wait ’til I hear our song. Every night, I'm dancing with your ghost. Every night, I'm dancing with your ghost..." I pulled out the unopened

Drax, made from wild fungi and ethanol, was banned within the city limits but could be legally purchased and consumed in the Drock. Mother’s message was particularly relevant today, as my age now permitted me entry. Her second message was not to take unnecessary risks on the ice peaks I planned to climb, a message she knew I always ignored. The third was one I had received continually since my early childhood: “Skye, do not, under any circumstances, exercise your powers and bring attention to yourself.” I had asked why many times, only to receive the same answer. “Because I forbid it.” Or, as I grew older, “Because we have a special ability that can be dangerous and must be concealed.”

But I do needs answers as to why I was thrown into this Gods-forsaken school. As I rummage through my bag, an overly tall blonde man takes the seat on the other side of Luca while a petite flaming red-head takes place alongside Seyla. I'm immediatly on edge being so close to new faces. Being the traitors daughter has shown me not to be easy at trusting anyone. My time in Skyless Keep has taught me you never know anyones true intentions. "Pretty hot for a prisoner," The blonde finally speaks. "Don't start, Rowan." Luca grits out.

“Still it was her responsibility when she decided to get out of the portal. Anyone who gets through the portal and past it is responsible for their lives. No one is above or below our law, Ethiara.” “I digress, Elder.She left Lunara on the case of searching for Enos who had been missing for ten years back then. She only searched for him that’s why she delayed in coming home.” “She’s already a persona non grata in this city. She’s a runaway criminal with various criminal charges filed against her.” The head of the Council stated. “The decision is final.”

I took off for the wild yonder, gazing up at the Milky Way sprawled across the night sky. It was my son's dream. He was a stargazer, an astronomy buff since he was knee-high. On his birthday, he saw his first meteor shower in the wild. Tragically, that same night became his last. I was determined to make his dream come true. The divorce papers, signed by Elias, landed in my mailbox. Maybe it was guilt, but he rewrote the terms, leaving me with a lion's share of our assets. I took it all without batting an eye.