That's Who I Am Novels & Stories

Why was I here feeling insecure about what Rowan might do if my mark meant I would cause problems? This man accepted me as his mate regardless of how I looked. Why would I think he would treat me differently when problems arise? Raina… you need to get out of your shell– you’re no longer bound by the shackles of your horrible past. I knew it would take time for me to stop thinking the worst of situations, but from now on, I needed to remind myself that I was no longer just Raina, the fat, useless and weak girl. I was now Raina, the future Luna of the Crescent Moon Pack and also a woman determined to find herself.

I laugh and say, "Ha-ha Let's go. We have the get-together at Ava's and we have a party to attend tomorrow and we need our beauty sleep before the Dinner and Gala." We open the door and sit inside. While she is busy starting the car engine, I switch on my bluetooth and connect it to the speaker and start playing Taylor Swift's latest album. We drive away, singing loudly and jamming to the song. I roll down the window, allowing the cold wind to enter. I look outside, admiring the beauty of my neighbourhood and I repeat to myself that everything I achieved is definitely due to the hard work I put in. I couldn't help but think to myself,

her aunt replied with a smile. Voice identification set. State your name clearly, stated the computer. "Go ahead. State your name," said Vanessa. "Lorraine Leanne Garcia!" Lorraine Leanne Garcia identified, added the computer system. "From now on, you have access to all the security systems in our house. In case I'm still at work, I can be relieved because I know that your safe," Vanessa spoke. "Thanks a lot, Auntie." She took a step and hugged her Aunt tightly. "I'll head to my work now. I don't want your Grandpa to be angry to me on my first day here," said Vanessa. Patting Raine's shoulder.

I say "All my life, I have been told that I wasn't enough. Why wasn't I you? Why didn't I have your powers and why didn't he take me instead... Now I come here on the only mission to prove myself worthy, and I am messing it all up. Mother was right, my existence is useless." Adonis says "Useless? No, you aren't. You aren't defined by what they say you are, you are defined by who you say you are" I utter firmly "...Now tell me Adonis, who are you?"

“You’re trying to wedge yourself into a life that doesn’t have space for you. So back the hell off.” “And who are you to decide that?” Who am I? “I’m her—” He cuts me off. “Her what?” he says, tipping his head to the side. “Whatever you’re going to say next, think really hard about it, Caden. You don’t want to rush this one—trust me.” I clench my jaw so hard I swear something cracks. My tongue burns with every word I’m not saying—because I was going to say it. I was going to tell him exactly who I am to her. Who she is to me.

~ Harper’s POV ~ A couple of weeks passed. I was in an actual bedroom now with a conjoined bathroom. I decided I was going to either escape or die trying. The last words my father said to me rang loud in my mind ‘never forget who you are. You are strong and a fighter. You will live through this. Remember that your mother and I love you so much…’ If I didn’t make It out for me, I would make it out for them. I decided it was best if I kept my head down and didn’t argue or fight. All those things go against my mind and body. Pride and stubbornness being the main driving force in my personality.

It clawed deeper, hunting for weakness, pressing every raw place inside me. Who am I? I asked, desperate. I was a daughter. A survivor. A stranger among wolves, yes — but still me. I drew a breath, forcing one step forward. Then another. And another. The illusions shrieked, twisted around me, throwing every shame, every wound, every fear at me like knives — but I did not run. I did not raise my fists. You cannot have me, I told them, over and over like a prayer. I know who I am.

Her words clawed at me, each one lodging itself into the cracks already splitting me apart. “I know what I am,” I snarled, my voice loud and desperate to drown her out. “I’m a lycan, a wolf blood. That’s all I’ve ever been, and you’re just…something else. something unreal, something wrong that apparently needs to go.” I steadied myself using the ground, gently rising to stand.

Instantly I knew who she was. Ivory. She is so beautiful. No wonder why Haden loves her. I felt inferior by just looking at her. I greeted them at the door. I was trying to make sense of the situation. What was she doing here? "Hi, I'm Aubrey," I introduced myself, while ignoring Haden's glare. "Hello, I'm Ivory," She seems nice. If only we weren't in this situation then I wouldn't have to feel insecure. "You're Haden's wife aren't you?" She questioned with a polite smile and Haden clenched his fists.

★★JAYDEN★★ I Sat in a full position in my room, facing the mirror. 'Who am I?" My inside ask the reflection in the mirror. I can't see an answer, just a normal me. When I try to think straight, Bella gets in My Head. She's messing a lot of things, up in here. I have to prepare this weekend... I need to go back to accompany my mom for the weekend. She was whinning like a baby a while ago. Asking me to come back to, to see her. I picked my phone from the drawer and made a call to my brother. "Saw the news?" I say as soon as he answered. "I can't take my eyes off the TV Bro. I love you so much" he said "I always admire your clean service Jay." He's trying to flatter me. I feel like a used tissu