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Valentine’s Day—the holiday of romance.
For sixteen-year-old Reina Williams, it was supposed to be just another day, as were the days leading up to it. Nothing special or out of the ordinary. But when, on the day before, her best friend convinces her to take a break from the boring old tradition of spending the holiday with some chick-flicks and a box of chocolates, and convinces her to attend a late night Valentine’s Day celebration with their friends, things spiral a little out of control, and what was supposed to be just another quiet night turns into something so much more.
A night filled with passion and love and hate and pain and all the little things she never could have anticipated. Including the boy who she had always wanted to stay with her one moment more.
When Allison was younger her family was attacked by a pack north of their territory. Her mother, father, and sister all died, while Allison suffered and almost died but survived. One day out of the blue she passes the boarder on accident and Ace the new Alpha of the pack finds out that their mates. Being around the pack sends memories of her awful pass and pain through her scars. Will she go through the pain just to be with Ace or will all this pain suffocate her.
(i'm bad at descriptions, THE BOOK IS WAY BETTER!)
COMPLETE
Everything seemed wrong in Lyra Castir's life. Her parents dying, an over protective foster 'dad', a foster brother who doesn't act like a brother, and her mysterious head injury in which she lost all her memories... just a couple examples for ya. Her only freedom is school, which to her means getting away from her life at home.
On her way home from school, on a seemingly normal day for Lyra, she gets stopped by a total stranger. That's when her life gets turned upside down, and now Lyra is not only saving herself but a family she never knew she had from another realm.
***
I hang up the phone, and continue walking home. I can't believe Sean would do and say something like that during school! I'm trying to shove my phone back into the phone pocket in my back pack when I trip over the big crack in the sidewalk again. Making that the third time this week!
"Whoa, I gotcha!" I heard a boy say, and I feel arms wrap around me. "Gosh where have you been? What are you doing here?" He asked me. Once I was back on my feet I pushed away from the boy. "Hey Lyra it's me, Chase." the boy said. I looked him up and down, I don't recognize him. I take a step back. His face changes from pure excitement to confusion. He has blonde hair, and brown eyes, very thin figure but something about him is familiar.
"I ... ah..." I don't know what to say to him. What if he is some psycho?
"I've been trying to find you since the accident! Why didn't you come back home?" He asked. I take another step back, How does he know about my accident? "Lyra what's wrong?" He steps towards me, and holds out a hand. "Come on Lyra your parents are going to want to see you, so stop playing and lets go!"
"My parent's? What?" I say. He looks defeated, and lets out a sigh. Now this isn't funny. My parents are dead.
"Lyra co-" he begins.
"How do you know my name?!" I say, I need to run. He is crazy!
"Lyra it's me Chase. The last time I seen you was right before your accident." He paused. "You... you aren't playing are you?" he hesitated.
"I'm sorry... I think you have the wrong Lyra." I say and walk around him, then I begin speed walking.
"No I don't! I've been trying to find you for the past two years. Well, you and the others. You don't remember anything... at all?" he asked behind me.
"Leave me alone!" I say. He grabs my wrist, and I whirl around. "My dad gave me pepper spray!" I say and I start digging in my back pack for it, thankful for once about him being over protective.
"Your father? Are you kidding me? Lyra your father and mother are trying to find you. You don't remember who you are?" He is talking and I find the spray. "Lyra your not mortal."
"If I'm not mortal what am I?" I laugh, he making up fairy tales now.
"You're an elemental, a protector of the royal family in Spridge."
Everything hurts. Nothing hurts. Life is seamlessly an endless void. And I like the numbness. It keeps away the black hurt that's sunk into my very being. Guess you can say I've changed...Yeah, pain and depression does that to you...There are so many broken pieces at this point I don't think one beautiful stranger, that just might be a psychotic wolf-thing, can put them--me back together. -Isaac Hastings.
:Please comment if you think anything needs to be fixed and or find any mistakes! I love critiques so thank you!: WARNING: DOES CONTAIN HOMOSEXUAL CONTENT, DRUG USAGE, AND TRIGGER WARNINGS.
My ears were buzzing and the room grew denser. Tears clouded my eyes as a lump built in my throat. I was dizzy and high. Her memory was too painful to bear. I don’t want to remember, yet I’m too afraid to forget. God, I miss her. The tears streaked my face as I thought of how she would react to seeing me right now.
An essay on some of my childhood memories I did for a class.
Valentine’s Day—the holiday of romance.
For sixteen-year-old Reina Williams, it was supposed to be just another day, as were the days leading up to it. Nothing special or out of the ordinary. But when, on the day before, her best friend convinces her to take a break from the boring old tradition of spending the holiday with some chick-flicks and a box of chocolates, and convinces her to attend a late night Valentine’s Day celebration with their friends, things spiral a little out of control, and what was supposed to be just another quiet night turns into something so much more.
A night filled with passion and love and hate and pain and all the little things she never could have anticipated. Including the boy who she had always wanted to stay with her one moment more.
When Allison was younger her family was attacked by a pack north of their territory. Her mother, father, and sister all died, while Allison suffered and almost died but survived. One day out of the blue she passes the boarder on accident and Ace the new Alpha of the pack finds out that their mates. Being around the pack sends memories of her awful pass and pain through her scars. Will she go through the pain just to be with Ace or will all this pain suffocate her.
(i'm bad at descriptions, THE BOOK IS WAY BETTER!)
COMPLETE
Everything seemed wrong in Lyra Castir's life. Her parents dying, an over protective foster 'dad', a foster brother who doesn't act like a brother, and her mysterious head injury in which she lost all her memories... just a couple examples for ya. Her only freedom is school, which to her means getting away from her life at home.
On her way home from school, on a seemingly normal day for Lyra, she gets stopped by a total stranger. That's when her life gets turned upside down, and now Lyra is not only saving herself but a family she never knew she had from another realm.
***
I hang up the phone, and continue walking home. I can't believe Sean would do and say something like that during school! I'm trying to shove my phone back into the phone pocket in my back pack when I trip over the big crack in the sidewalk again. Making that the third time this week!
"Whoa, I gotcha!" I heard a boy say, and I feel arms wrap around me. "Gosh where have you been? What are you doing here?" He asked me. Once I was back on my feet I pushed away from the boy. "Hey Lyra it's me, Chase." the boy said. I looked him up and down, I don't recognize him. I take a step back. His face changes from pure excitement to confusion. He has blonde hair, and brown eyes, very thin figure but something about him is familiar.
"I ... ah..." I don't know what to say to him. What if he is some psycho?
"I've been trying to find you since the accident! Why didn't you come back home?" He asked. I take another step back, How does he know about my accident? "Lyra what's wrong?" He steps towards me, and holds out a hand. "Come on Lyra your parents are going to want to see you, so stop playing and lets go!"
"My parent's? What?" I say. He looks defeated, and lets out a sigh. Now this isn't funny. My parents are dead.
"Lyra co-" he begins.
"How do you know my name?!" I say, I need to run. He is crazy!
"Lyra it's me Chase. The last time I seen you was right before your accident." He paused. "You... you aren't playing are you?" he hesitated.
"I'm sorry... I think you have the wrong Lyra." I say and walk around him, then I begin speed walking.
"No I don't! I've been trying to find you for the past two years. Well, you and the others. You don't remember anything... at all?" he asked behind me.
"Leave me alone!" I say. He grabs my wrist, and I whirl around. "My dad gave me pepper spray!" I say and I start digging in my back pack for it, thankful for once about him being over protective.
"Your father? Are you kidding me? Lyra your father and mother are trying to find you. You don't remember who you are?" He is talking and I find the spray. "Lyra your not mortal."
"If I'm not mortal what am I?" I laugh, he making up fairy tales now.
"You're an elemental, a protector of the royal family in Spridge."
Everything hurts. Nothing hurts. Life is seamlessly an endless void. And I like the numbness. It keeps away the black hurt that's sunk into my very being. Guess you can say I've changed...Yeah, pain and depression does that to you...There are so many broken pieces at this point I don't think one beautiful stranger, that just might be a psychotic wolf-thing, can put them--me back together. -Isaac Hastings.
:Please comment if you think anything needs to be fixed and or find any mistakes! I love critiques so thank you!: WARNING: DOES CONTAIN HOMOSEXUAL CONTENT, DRUG USAGE, AND TRIGGER WARNINGS.
My ears were buzzing and the room grew denser. Tears clouded my eyes as a lump built in my throat. I was dizzy and high. Her memory was too painful to bear. I don’t want to remember, yet I’m too afraid to forget. God, I miss her. The tears streaked my face as I thought of how she would react to seeing me right now.
An essay on some of my childhood memories I did for a class.