Skylar Dunn Novels & Stories

Delcan walked back into the room,when she was all dressed and sat down next to Chantelle. He looked her in the eyes and said, "I know that was probably awkward, and I'm sorry if I crossed a line. But I want you to know that you can trust me. I won't do anything that you're not comfortable with, and I'll always respect your boundaries. You're safe with me." Chantelle felt tears welling up in her eyes, but they were tears of gratitude, not sadness. She felt like she could finally start to let go of her past and begin to heal.

Skylar's POV "Wow that image screams power," Alex says walking in the room dressed in a black button up and dark gray slacks. Her pixie cut hair styled look like she spent multiple time of the day running her hands through it. She looks very serious in this outfit, nothing like the softie she showed yesterday. " Oh hey Alex, I didn't know you came back," "You were in the zone I didn't want to disturb you," I took a step back to see what I had created. It was very spikey but you can sort of make out a girl looking a mess.

POV ATLAS BURNAM Why did I take an interest in Skylar? The answer is pretty simple. I am an ancient creature, a creature of the moon. I am a werewolf and Skylar is my mate. The day of the big match was the day I turned 18 which is when werewolves are able to sense or smell their mates out. I was looking forward to it since I was going to get my perfect other half who would love me for eternity and we will have our happily ever after, the one that humans long for so much.

“I’m learning nothing from this, I tell her honestly. An Immortal being elusive isn’t uncommon. “Look, all I’m saying is we know as much as you do, and we work for him. I’m just saying, don’t trust him. He’s dangerous, and he’s killed people. He’s hurt people. He’s not a good guy, but what Immortal is truly good?” Skylar asks. I sit on that for a moment. Skylar stands. “I’m assuming you need to get home, and, well, prepare for after the next two days. I can’t imagine being in your position.”

E see that they have succeeded, they then kill all but a select few of the supernatural army they had put together. Riley and Skylar are two of the prisoners that they kept. Though Skylar is a human, she is just a shell of herself and a personal servant to the CEO of S.D.E. Riley was drawn to Skylar, though he didn't know why, and she ended up making a fascinating toy for Riley. While Riley has fallen into the thrill of bloodlust, drinking and raping Skylar made him extremely dangerous.

"Skyla, the dreams I have been having are one's I shouldn't be." "I know what you mean, Caeleb. Mine have been rated R." Skyla, you are 17 and I don't want to do anything that may hurt you." "I will be 18 soon." "I know but until you turn 18, I don't want either of us on your brother sh*t list. I didn't plan on staying away from you but while we are at work, I was going to keep my distance just to keep him off my back and yours."

**Skylar** This is where I am now. At a 24-hour bar in Pandora. And it seems that luck is on my side because the people I need are all here. Amber and Zayn. I need them to validate what I've seen. I want them to see the photos I showed Dante. That's because I don't fully trust Dante. Even though I asked for his help, it doesn't mean I trust him without room for suspicion. "Why are you out at this hour? What's up? Did Max kick you out because you couldn't make him cum?"

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

Skylar Carnell rushed down the staircase towards her older brother Caleb’s room. With her beautiful face contorted in a fit of rage, everyone knew better than to mess with her. She was a wonderful blend of beauty and brains at eighteen, but her short temper made her unapproachable at times. Her grandparents, Philip and Miriam Carnell, therefore tried their best to maintain peace in the family. Although Caleb, being ten years older, exercised his big brotherly rights too seriously over her, Skylar listened to no one in particular. She was a rebel, and she preferred to remain so all her life.

"Don't distract me while I'm driving." "So, as long as I don't mention Kyle, you're 'perfectly focused.'" "It was a highway earlier; you could see the road clearly without high beams. Of course, it's different." "Whatever you say." Alright, since Skyler refuses to talk, I guess I'll have to try my luck with the drama club members.