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Cursed Ch.1
          Everything was quiet.
          I watched silently as a large buck wandered into the clearing. My body tensed as it walked closer to my hiding spot. I stared at my prey, my eyes focusing on its head and heart. I ease forward, causing the leaves that concealed me to rustle quietly, alerting my prey. The buck stopped grazing and quickly looked around, fearing another predator. After a while, it started grazing again. Now was my chance. My muscles twitched and a near silent growl escaped my throat. Now or never.
          I let the arrow fly, watching as it sunk deep into its heart. The buck let out a strangled cry before falling to the ground, right on the arrow. Great, it’s gonna be hell getting it out now. I sighed and stood up, dusting the leaves and dirt off my hide pants. At least I get to finally eat something filling. Fruit and berries just aren’t enough. I threw my bow over my shoulde
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Cursed Prologue
          People are monsters. Although you can’t just look around and see them, they are the monsters that walk among us as normally as you or I. They walk on two feet, make friendly conversation and smile like everyone else. These monsters seem so kind on the surface; maybe they give some money to the beggar on the street corner, or maybe give some extra blankets to the widowed mother of three, lend her an ear about how she lost her husband in a raid. However nice they seem, something darker brews beneath that sweet smile. Behind closed doors they laugh at the misfortune of others, sneering behind turned backs. This is none more apparent that behind the castle walls.
          My mother always seemed so wonderful, graceful, and kind. I would always hear how the nobles complimented her at the soirees she threw. Everyone who came to see her would see the perfect image of what a good queen should be, but others new better. The serv
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Little Bit of Magic - 1
          “BEEP! BEEP! BEEP!
          Ugh. I don’t want to get up yet.
          I screwed my eyes shut, vainly hoping that my alarm would be nice to me and just die. That, of course, didn’t happen. I huffed and reluctantly rolled over and felt around for my alarm clock. My fingertips brushed against the cool metal of my clock before I slammed my hand down on top of it, successfully silencing the annoying thing. I let out a sigh of relief and snuggled deep into the blankets. Just as I was about to drift off back to sweet, sweet sleep, a certain someone just had to ruin it.
          “Rise and shine, Princess! Time to go lazy butt!” I groaned in response to my papa’s cheery greeting and pulled the covers over my head. It’s 6 in the morning, how the hell is he so energetic so early in the morning?
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What it Means to be Human - Prologue
          “What am I doing?” I think to myself. “Why do I continue forward? My only way home is destroyed, and even if it wasn’t, there probably won’t be any home left to return to. I know this as fact, so then why does my body propel itself forward?” I stop walking as my body violently shook, shaking off some of the droplets of liquid off. I tried rubbing my arms again. It seems to help, but only very slightly. I lifted my hazy gaze forward and sighed deeply, watching it condensate in the air before fading away.
          “Cold. Why do I feel so cold?” I don’t think I’ve ever felt this numb, not just physically, but mentally as well. I try to ignore how the cold liquid stabbed me like needles and continue forward, hoping to find a safe place to rest.
          “How long have I been walking anyway?” The world around me suddenly grew brighter
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Hi guys! It’s me, the Author!
         So this is not going to be a sweet romantic fantasy story as you can tell. These are two instances of the paranormal that really happened to me and my siblings. I appreciate skepticism and this are from a long time ago but I assure you; everything I’m about to tell you really happened. Thank you and enjoy.
          When I was about 6 and a half, my parents were divorced and remarried and my dad was living in a small apartment with his new wife and my new baby sister. There wasn’t a lot of room for my dad, his wife, my baby sister, my little brother, and I to all fit, so Jackson slept in Hayley’s room while I slept alone in a tiny, very dark room that only had one window. I was just starting to get over my fear of the dark and my dad refused to let me have a nightlight in the room, so for the most part, I’d lay awake in bed, staring at the crown molding in the corner o
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          When you think back to your childhood, what do you remember? Did you used to pretend you were a doctor, saving the lives of your stuffed animals? Did you run around playing tag or pretend there was a monster after you? Did you pretend to be royalty or a white knight on your way to save the princess? When did we stop believing in magic?
          Maybe we decided we were too grown up to keep believing in things like dragons and Santa Clause. After all, all children want now is to be treated like they’re already grown up, and to do that, we leave all the fun and magical fantasies of childhood behind. All children grow up eventually, but is the magic from our past really just make believe?
          No. It’s not.
          Magic is real. You can see it all around you but blink and it all seems to disappear.
          There is a place, hidden aw
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Your voice couldn’t find purchase on the blank walls and reverberated through the empty streets. You were on the phone with your worrywart of a father. Despite the fact you had moved out over three months ago, he always found it was necessary to call you regularly just to make sure you weren’t dead.
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“Yes dad, you sent me like fifty of them,” you replied exasperatedly.
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          Everything was quiet.
          I watched silently as a large buck wandered into the clearing. My body tensed as it walked closer to my hiding spot. I stared at my prey, my eyes focusing on its head and heart. I ease forward, causing the leaves that concealed me to rustle quietly, alerting my prey. The buck stopped grazing and quickly looked around, fearing another predator. After a while, it started grazing again. Now was my chance. My muscles twitched and a near silent growl escaped my throat. Now or never.
          I let the arrow fly, watching as it sunk deep into its heart. The buck let out a strangled cry before falling to the ground, right on the arrow. Great, it’s gonna be hell getting it out now. I sighed and stood up, dusting the leaves and dirt off my hide pants. At least I get to finally eat something filling. Fruit and berries just aren’t enough. I threw my bow over my shoulder and whistled for my companion, Serix. A chilling howl filled the forest as an enormous black wolf-like creature bounded out from the trees. Fenrir’s are these giant wolves, bigger than average workhorses, said to be the war hounds of the gods and some of the most feral and dangerous creatures. Serix seemed to be the runt of the litter though and the sizeable scar on his back set him apart from the others of his pack. The beast inside me learned the hard way that Fenrir’s blood is poisonous.
          The day I found Serix, he had gotten trapped under a tree and his pack abandoned him because he couldn’t get out. The beast had decided to go hunting early that day and long story short; I was slashed, he was bit, and now we’re inseparable.
          Serix ran up to the body of the buck, sniffing it briefly before nuzzling his giant head against my chest, making these cute, happy yaps. I chuckled and stroked his head, my hands sinking into the soft fur.
          “Come on big guy, let’s get this thing home so we can eat.” I pulled away from Serix to pick up our prize. Serix yipped happily before laying on the ground, making it easier to lug the carcass on his back. Thank the gods because throwing it doesn’t seem like a good idea. I’m still not good at judging distance and I don’t feel like climbing a tree to get my dinner...again. Once the buck was settled on his back, Serix stood up and lead the way back to the small, run-down wooden cottage we called home. Thank goodness because I am starving. The only problem is that a buck this big would take some time to drain, not to mention skinning and cooking take a while too. Shit….well, hopefully, Serix didn’t eat all the boar meat from yesterday, that should be enough to fill my stomach until the venison is ready. I was still thinking about dinner when Serix started growling, snapping me out of my haze. I looked up and noticed two familiar figures standing by the cottage; an older man and a young elven woman with thin blonde hair. As I got closer, the elven woman noticed me and started waving me over. I think her name was Kalisa, one of my mother’s handmaidens, which probably explained the scars on her arms. I tried to smile at her but I kept my eyes down as I passed the man.
          “Miss! You’re back! We were waiting for you!” Kalisa announced excitedly. I didn’t really pay her much attention. I wasn’t trying to be rude, but if he’s here, it usually means trouble for me. I tied up the deer and strung it up before turning back to the pair.
         “Hello, Kalisa….Father.” I said flatly. It wasn’t often that my father made an appearance, Mother usually overshadowed him. I remember how he used to read me stories in the drawing room. I think he was genuinely sad when I decided to leave, but I like to hope he understood why. On the other hand, I’m sure Mother was absolutely thrilled to have me gone. Father looked almost as uncomfortable as I felt. I just gave him time and watched as he tugged and pulled at his silk shirt.
          “It’s….good to see you, Reyna. Your hair is longer.” He said at last. I smiled and shook my head. He wasn’t very good at making small talk, but the thought was enough. The conversation seemed to stop there and an awkward silence quickly set it. I started feeling restless again, I had to do something, so I went back to bleeding the deer. It gave me something to do and dinner was that much closer to being ready. That and I was hungry damn it!
          “So...what can I, a humble huntress, do for the king of Saria?” I asked sarcastically. Kalisa laughed and put her hands on her hips.
          “You are anything but humble, Miss. Every time we come here you claim to be the best hunter in the kingdom.”
          “That doesn’t mean it’s a lie.”
          “That’s only because you have an unfair advantage.”
          “Not my fault.”
          “Ahem!” My father cleared his throat loudly, causing our friendly conversation to come to an end. “You’re mother asks that you return to the castle for the afternoon.” Shit, so she found another one. That never ends well. I tried to crack a smile but it was hard.
          “Not for the night? I’m hurt. It’s like she thinks of me as some sort of monster.” That seemed to make the pair rather uncomfortable, but Kalisa tried to laugh in spite of that while Father just looked at the ground.
          “Your mother brought in a mystic from Kyza. He says he can break your curse.”
          “You can finally come back home, Miss!” Kalisa cut in joyfully, already buying into the lies.
          “He can be from the gods himself, but it doesn’t mean he’s not as foolish as all the others,” I said quietly. It doesn’t matter how many mystics she brings in, it all ends the same; I’m still cursed, and someone dies because of it.
          “Reyna, please give him the chance to try. We...I miss you. I don’t want my daughter to be a stranger anymore.” Oh, no...he’s gonna guilt me into this….and he’s doing a damn good job at it so far. That’s why Mother sent him. She knew I couldn’t say no to him, not like this. Not to mention if I say no Kalisa will probably start crying and that would haunt me for weeks.
          “Fine,” I said at last. “But I’m coming home with a roasted chicken and if that deer is gone when I get back, I’m coming back for a cow.” Father nodded and Kalisa started bouncing and ran away, probably to get on her horse. Great. Horses. Father noticed my hesitation and patted my shoulder.
          “We could walk if you’d prefer.”
          “No...no, it’s fine. Just...don’t blame me if someone gets thrown off.” I adjusted my fur lined top before turning and stared Serix dead in the eyes. “I swear to gods, if you eat that deer without me, You will be eating eel for weeks.” Serix snorted in disgust and moved to face away from the deer. “Good boy.” I love Serix but sometimes I can’t trust him as far as I can throw him.
          Father lead me to where he tied the horses and as expected, they started going crazy. I rolled my eyes as the horses screamed in terror, kicked at nearby trees, and nearly threw poor Kalisa off already. It took her a while to calm them down, but in the end, they were calm enough to let me mount one while Father road with Kalisa. It usually takes an hour to ride to the castle but it took longer to deal with the skittish horses. I was nearly thrown off more than once. I hate horses.
          When we finally got the castle, I was covered in blood and mud-at least, I hope it was mud-not to mention my hair was full of leaves and sticks. I lagged behind Father as he strode into the throne room, and I could already see my mother waiting for us. Her long, curly black hair was tied up in a strange fashion, her face caked with makeup to hide her age, and this time, she was dressed in a sparkling blue dress. She was trying to impress someone but where-ah. There. Up ahead was a man who seemed a little older than Father, dressed in colorful silk robes that hurt my eyes to look at and a large bag tied around his back. I winced as a horrid, inhuman laugh filled echoed in my mind.
          ‘Hahahaha! Don't tell me that twig is the mystic? Ha! There's not even enough of him for a snack!'
The voice remarked before laughing some more. Well, at least the beast seemed to be enjoying himself. Maybe he'll be too busy laughing to eat this one. I hope so because I wouldn’t be able to get the taste out of my mouth for weeks. Mother finally noticed me and her smile instantly seemed to vanish.
          “Reyna, you’re finally here. You look….lovely.” She said through clenched teeth. It was almost amusing how hard she tried to look above it all sometimes. She quickly glanced over at Father. “Thank you for getting her dear. Cook made some lovely pheasant today, I asked her to save you some. Why don’t you go down to the dining room and eat? I’ll come join you soon.” As civil as it sounded, she just wanted Father gone. He gave one last look at me, stroking my head gently before walking away. I wanted to watch him go, but Mother’s new companion decided to make himself known.
          “This is your daughter? She looks more like a dirty vagabond than the beautiful princess you described. I dare say I expected more.” The man said as he sneered up at me. I gladly returned the glare. I wasn’t about to be looked down upon by a man who was a head shorter than me. Mother took me by the arm and lead me over to the angry little man, trying to regain her composure.
          “Reyna, this is Arbeus. He is the royal advisor of the mystic arts for Queen Kathrine. Do you remember her? She’s boasted about his abilities for years, so I just had to send someone to Rikka to get him. Isn’t that wonderful?” She prattled on, then pulled me down to her and whispered in my ear, “Do. Not. Eat. Him.” I tensed and nodded stiffly. I straightened and opened my mouth to greet Mother’s new mystic but I was quickly shushed. Arbeus started to poke and prod me like I was some sort of animal, muttering random things about me..
          “Hmmm...abnormally tall for a young woman... .white hair...yellow tinted eyes...teeth-” Ok, that seemed like enough. I grabbed his hand before he could go fiddling with my mouth and possibly lost a finger or two...or his entire hand.
          “I think that’s enough,” I said sternly, squeezing his wrist a little before letting go. I guess I squeezed a little too hard because the moment I let go, he started rubbing his wrist. I guess I didn’t hurt him too badly because he continued on like nothing had happened.
          “Abnormally strong for a normal human, not to mention a woman. This seems like a very strange curse indeed.” Arbeus continued to ignore me and walked straight up to my mother. It didn’t really matter to me, it wasn’t like we were having much of a conversation anyway. “I believe I could break this curse fairly easily, but to do so, I must draw out this...creature within her first.” Wait, he wanted to do what? No, no, no, that is a bad idea. A very, very bad idea. That could get everyone in the room killed.
          “That’s not a good idea-”
          “That’s wonderful to hear Arbeus! Ah, I knew bringing you here was the right idea. How long do you need to prepare.” My mother cut in, seemingly overjoyed by the news, just glossing over the possibility of danger.
          “I only need but a moment. I have my spell book and potions, I just ask that you give me time to restrain her...maybe we could sedate her.” Arbeus stated proudly, already pulling things out of the sack on his back.
          “Mother, I think we should reconsider-” I tried again, but Mother just waved her hand dismissively, not interested in what I had to say.
          “Consider it done. I presume you have something to give her to weaken the creature?”
          “I have something in mind-”
          “STOP!”
          All eyes turned to me and a shocked silenced quickly filled the room. Mother stared at me, her expression was a mix of mortification and unfathomable anger while Arbeus just looked plain offended with my outburst. Well good, he can sit there and think while I yelled at Mother.
          “Mother, you must be completely out of your mind if you think this is a good idea! Drawing the beast out is insane! People die when It’s out!”
          “Reyna, that is enough-” Oh no, she wasn’t going to talk me out of this. I was NOT going to let this happen.
          “No! It’s not! Mother, the beast is in ME! I know better than anyone what It’s capable of! Do you really want me to explain what it feels like to wake up, covered in blood and surrounded by the mutilated pieces of some poor hunter? Do you know how long it takes to get rid of the taste in my mouth? I’m not going to let you do this!”
          “Reyna Val Carvel, that is enough!” My body instinctively tensed up. Mother’s voice was cold and stern, like how it is before she beats the servants. Its something that terrified me when I was a child. Even now, it still made me feel uneasy. She stared me down as she grabbed my arm as tightly as she could. It didn’t hurt anymore and she knew that it was just to help prove a point. That she was the one in charge.
          “Reyna, sweetie, do you really want to keep on living like this forever?” Her voice was quiet but cold as ice. “Living alone in a dirty hovel, deep in the woods like a criminal? What happens if you suddenly turn into a monster and kill a villager, maybe a child? The people would be terrified. They would demand that I do something about the monster terrorizing their village, their families. You’d be hunted and killed, all alone in the woods. Is that what you really want?” I felt my blood start to boil, my whole body shaking from rage. The beast howled in my head.
          ‘How DARE she! Who does she think she is, threatening to hunt us down? Kill her! Slit her venomous throat! Send the vile woman to burn in the depths of the Seven Hells and be done with it!’ I swallowed hard. I hate to admit it but...I almost agreed with the beast...and that terrified me. Would it be so bad if she died? She wouldn’t hurt the servants anymore, Father would rule more graciously, and I wouldn’t have to worry about any more mystics. I glanced around the room, there were two knights positioned by the throne, staring at me. There would be no doubt that if I killed her now, I wouldn’t be far behind. Not to mention...this was my mother...and no matter how angry she makes me, that fact doesn’t change. I won’t kill my family.
          I lowered my gaze, pulling my arm free from her grasp. I heard Mother clear her throat, most likely smiling at her victory. I heard her beckon Kalisa over.
          “You, Servant girl. Bring some rope, chains if you can find any.” Kalisa hesitated, glancing back and forth between me and my mother, who was only growing more and more annoyed. “Did you not hear me?”
          “M’Lady, maybe you should-” The poor girl didn’t get to finish before Mother grabbed her hair and tugged hard.
          “I asked you to fetch something for me. I did not ask for your opinion.” She shoved Kalisa back, watching as she fell to the ground with a hard thud. “Now go.” Kalisa scrambled to her feet and ran out of the room, nearly in tears. I wanted so badly to say something, but I couldn’t find the words to say. Arbeus, however, was thrilled to have my attention again. He shoved a small bottle filled with this strange green-tinted liquid in my face.
          “If you are quite done causing a scene, drink this.” He said flatly. I took the bottle from him and stared at the semi-clear liquid inside.
          “What is this?” I asked quietly, but Arbeus apparently heard me and let out an annoyed sigh.
          “It’s diluted Naga venom. It causes temporary paralysis. Now drink.”
          “Dragon tongue and Nightshade would work better.”
          “I can’t break your curse if you are dead. I know what I’m doing girl, now drink it.” I glared at the angry little man but downed the vial’s contents. Oh, gods... it tastes like rotten meat.
          “I-I got some rope ma'am.” Was that Kalisa? I turned around to see but a sudden wave of dizziness hit me, making my vision swim and my legs give out. As I dropped to the cold stone floor, I could vaguely hear my mother's voice.
          “Good. Go tie her up, quickly now! Who knows how long the potion will last.” I couldn't feel my arms now. That was unsettling enough, but when Kalisa started to bind my hands and feet and I couldn’t move away, that was a horrible feeling. I hated feeling helpless and I feel like the beast shared my distaste of the current situation. Kalisa muttered an apology before walking away, at least I think it was an apology. My ears were starting to ring.
          “Lady Rayna, are you prepared to let the creature inside you free?” Arbeus said as he took my shoulder, propping me up to look right at him.
          “N…..no…..I-I can’t….” I tried to force my mouth to work again. “Too….dangerous…”
          “I think I can help.” My mother strode into view, holding a small vial filled with sparkling red….something. Where did she get that from? Before I could ask, she threw the vial's contents at my face. My body was suddenly wracked with a searing pain. I fell to the floor, my screams of agony beginning to turn into something more…feral. The pain continued to course through my body until it felt like all my bones were shattering at once. Gods…..am I dying? I must be because it wasn’t long before everything went black.


          Shit, my head hurt. I wasn’t sure how long I was out but if the pain was something to go by, I was definitely alive. I groaned and tried to shift into a more, comfortable position. Gods, it felt like I could barely breathe. I took a deep breath….and tasted a strange metallic taste in my mouth. Oh no. I shot up, despite how everything hurt and what I saw was horrifying. Blood soaked a large portion of the stone floor, with little scraps of colored silk that was now stained red. I hear crying. I look around; Mother is sitting on her throne, looking annoyed, and Kalisa was sobbing in the corner with some other servants trying to calm her. There was blood on her dress. Don’t tell me I hurt her too.
          “I told you not to eat him, Reyna.” She asked irritably before letting out a heavy sigh. “Now what am I going to tell Kathrine?”
Cursed Ch.1
Alright! I finally got this one out. It's not like I didn't have the desire to write it, it's just that I have class almost every day and work right after and by the end of the day, I'm exhausted. But now it's done! I can work on the next chapter! WOOHOO!! Let me know what you guys think!

Update! So I decided to give the beast a bigger role in later chapters so I decided to give it a little more dialogue. Nothing major.

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          People are monsters. Although you can’t just look around and see them, they are the monsters that walk among us as normally as you or I. They walk on two feet, make friendly conversation and smile like everyone else. These monsters seem so kind on the surface; maybe they give some money to the beggar on the street corner, or maybe give some extra blankets to the widowed mother of three, lend her an ear about how she lost her husband in a raid. However nice they seem, something darker brews beneath that sweet smile. Behind closed doors they laugh at the misfortune of others, sneering behind turned backs. This is none more apparent that behind the castle walls.
          My mother always seemed so wonderful, graceful, and kind. I would always hear how the nobles complimented her at the soirees she threw. Everyone who came to see her would see the perfect image of what a good queen should be, but others new better. The servants lived in constant terror of my mother. I remember wandering down into the kitchens one late night to find my mother flogging the poor cook, screaming curses at her for the cold roast duck at dinner, claiming she was trying to ruin her. I left before my mother had the chance to see me, but I never did see that cook again. After that, I started to notice other strange things as well; cuts and bruises would suddenly appear despite the maids best attempts to hide them, sometimes I’d notice some of them limping or cradling their arms, and the Cook wasn’t the only one to suddenly disappear. As the years progressed, this became a regular occurrence, until not even I was safe from my mother’s wrath.
          But one day, everything changed.
          My mother hired a mystic that happened to be passing by, probably hoping to spy on the other kingdoms. She always liked to be the one who knows everyone’s dirty little secrets. The mystic was a strange woman. Her skin was dark, her hair long black hair was matted and filled with beads and sticks, and her eyes were as white as milk that always put me on edge. She was nice enough to me but her eyes made me feel like she was staring into my soul. My mother graciously welcomed her into the castle, gave her one of the nicest rooms we had, even offered her some tailor-made dresses to replace her tattered ones. For a couple months, everything was going well, but then the woman caught my mother beating one of the younger elven servant girls. She confronted my mother about this, demanding that she apologize to her entire staff and vow to never lay another finger on anyone ever again. My mother scoffed, brushing off her threats as nothing more than a joke. The mystic left, but not before bestowing a curse...on me.
          My mother found out and sent countless knights after the woman, but to no avail; she was gone. Now, my mother must live knowing that her daughter is a beast….a monster….and it was all her fault. She ceased her lavish salons and soirees and hid me away in the castle for many years. She did her best to accommodate me in my cursed form, hiring mystic after mystic to try and break the curse. It never worked, and many of them ended up dead, but my mother refused to give up. She even went as far as feeding some of the servants to the beast. Eventually, I couldn’t take living in the castle anymore, I didn’t want to kill any more people, so I left.
          People are monsters….I just choose not to hide it.
Cursed Prologue
Ok, so I’ve been playing around with this idea for….years I think. I think I started it in sometime in my junior year of high school. Good lord, I’ve needed to revamp this for a while. Well, I’ve finally done it! I’ve rewritten my cringy high school work. I’m much happier with how this one turned out so let me know what you think. Since this is pretty quick, I will probably write up the next chapter pretty quickly, maybe even get onto the third. It all depends on how close my fingers are to falling off when I’m done. Anyway, enjoy!

Chapter 1: fav.me/dbdk1tt
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Better Tomorrow
This is a picture I've had in my phone for.........I don't even know how long. I don't know why I never posted it. 
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          “BEEP! BEEP! BEEP!
          Ugh. I don’t want to get up yet.
          I screwed my eyes shut, vainly hoping that my alarm would be nice to me and just die. That, of course, didn’t happen. I huffed and reluctantly rolled over and felt around for my alarm clock. My fingertips brushed against the cool metal of my clock before I slammed my hand down on top of it, successfully silencing the annoying thing. I let out a sigh of relief and snuggled deep into the blankets. Just as I was about to drift off back to sweet, sweet sleep, a certain someone just had to ruin it.
          “Rise and shine, Princess! Time to go lazy butt!” I groaned in response to my papa’s cheery greeting and pulled the covers over my head. It’s 6 in the morning, how the hell is he so energetic so early in the morning?
          “Not gonna wake up huh? Fine then.” I stiffened when he said that. He was planning something awful, I just knew it. You could hear it in his voice. I slowly pulled down the covers and slowly opened my eyes to watch as his shadowy figure approached my bedroom door. For a split second, I really thought he was going to leave me alone. I was proven wrong the moment he turned on the light.
          “Jesus fuck! What the hell, Papa?!” I cried as I threw my hands over my eyes.
          “Don’t use that kind of language Princess, you’ll turn into a spinster like your Aunt Jesse.” He stated flatly. I could just make out the amused look he had on his face through the cracks of my fingers.
          “Don’t laugh at me! Turn those off! What kind of twisted person does this to someone who just woke up?”
          “The kind of person who’s driving you to school because their car is in the shop.”
          “It’s not my fault! Some asshole backed into me remember?”
          “Good for you. Breakfast is in 20 minutes. Your ass needs to be down there or your food’s going to the dog.” With that, he turned heel and strode out the door, not leaving any more time to argue. For a second, I contemplated my options. On one hand, I got to sleep in for half an hour or so…..on the other hand, no food. My stomach suddenly started to growl at the thought of my papa's heavenly eggs and bacon. Food it is. I finally threw back the blankets and slowly got out of bed, still a bit groggy. I started to shuffle towards my closet when  I noticed my reflection in the bathroom mirror and stopped. Even from across the room I could see yesterday’s mascara under my eyes, my hair sticking up in every direction, not to mention I could practically taste my morning breath.
          “Damn, I need to brush my teeth.” I thought to myself as I rubbed my tired eyes and shuffled towards the bathroom. I probably would’ve gotten more sleep if I had finished that English essay earlier.s Oh well, I finished it regardless. I quickly brushed my teeth, pulled on some jeans and an oversized, long sleeve graphic tee that said “Nope! Not Today” and walked out of the room and into the living room, where my papa was in the fight of his life...over a plate of bacon.
          “No, NO! This food is not for you, you stupid dog! Hurry up Jaye or your food is going to be claimed by the beast!” My papa’s voice echoed through the apartment. I laughed and whistled. Our sweet greyhound Jax stopped attacking Papa and turned to stare at me, then bounded over, dropped to the floor and rolled on his back, begging for belly rubs. I laughed and complied as Papa let out a sigh of relief and placed the bacon on the table.
          “Come on, princess, I have to go to work,” Papa complained as he tried to redo the buttons his white dress shirt. Uh-oh.
          “Big case or is the Chief on your ass for something?” I asked. He didn’t really answer, he just grunted and looked around for his gun holster. “Chief it is. He ridin your ass for something?”
          “Don’t worry about it princess. Everything will be fine,” He leaned in to kiss my hair and went back to his room to get ready for the day. I stared after him for a little bit, wondering if he’d own up to his bullshit. I was smart enough to know how much papa hated Chief Collins. Papa’s one of the best detectives on the New York City Police force but the Chief rides his ass over the littlest thing. It’s too much stress on him; as if raising a teenage daughter isn’t stressful enough. I was halfway through my eggs when there was a knock on the door.
          “Princess, can you see who’s at the door?”I heard Papa call from the other room. I swallowed my mouthful of food and made my way over to the door. When I opened the door, there was a pretty looking middle-aged woman with curly blonde hair that looked kinda stiff, like she sprayed it with too much hairspray. Her face was caked in makeup and had on a red dress suit and pencil skirt that was just a little too tight and not in a flattering way with a pair of black heels that were high enough to be a stripper’s.
          “Hello, Ms. Peltier. You look very whore-ish this morning.” I said flatly. Ms. Peltier, our neighbor from down the hall chuckled stiffly and struggled to keep her oh so perfect smile.
          “It’s….wonderful to see you too dear.” She said through her impossibly white teeth-oh! No, wait, I think I see some lipstick. “Is your father here?”
          “I didn’t know he ordered a prostitute.”
          “Ha..ha..Well, aren’t you a gem?”
          “I’m sorry to cut this short but I don’t think he would be interested in seeing you naked so I’m going to close this door and go back to eating my breakfast. Byeeee.” I quickly shut the door on her before she could force her way in like a mad dog. Maybe I should send Jax on her sometime. I sat back down and finished my breakfast just as Papa walked back into the living room, now sporting a dark gray suit and a hideous blue tie that I bought him for his birthday when I was 10. I have no idea why he insisted on keeping it.
          “Who was at the door princess?” He asked as he picked up a piece of bacon and wolfed it down. I looked him dead in the eye and said, “A prostitute.” He sighed and ran his hands through his shaggy dark brown hair.
          “How is Kelly?”
          “A whore, like always.”
          “Next time she comes over, tell her I’m married.” He said rubbing his eyes. Yeah, Kelly Peltier isn’t the first woman who tried to hit on my papa. Many have come before her and more will come after she gives up. I kinda understand why though, I mean, my papa isn’t bad looking. He’s tanned and muscular, with big green eyes and dark brown hair that never seemed to stay out of his eyes. However, he’s never interested, always saying I’m his first priority, not to mention sometimes I chase them away with a bat. Not to mention he’s also a giant dork. Honestly, though, I don’t think he ever got over mom.
          “Do you think she’d believe me?” I gave him a skeptical look. My papa cracked a smile and patted my head.
          “No. Now come on Princess, we gotta go.” I nodded and shoved one more piece of bacon in my mouth before grabbing my bag and walking out with my papa. I blow a kiss to Jax before shutting the door, making sure to leave a spare key in the potted plant by the door for the dog walker. I ran down the stairs and saw my papa already in the car.
          “Let’s go, Princess! Christmas called and said you’re taking too long.” I laughed and jumped into the passenger seat. The car turned on and I plugged in my phone and started blasting “Punk Goes Pop, Centuries” and once we got on the road I rolled down the window and stuck my hand out the window, making waves in the wind. All too soon, I saw my high school come into view. Papa parked the car at the front of the school and I got out.
          “Bye Princess, no selling drugs ok?” He gave me a smile and wiggled his bushy eyebrows. I giggled and shook my head.
          “No promises. Be safe papa, put away lots of assholes!” I waved goodbye and started to walk into the building.
          “JAYE!” A voice rang out from the sea of students. I looked around and sure enough, a tiny asian girl with short cut hair ran up to me and hugged me. “Did you hear? Jane and Dylan broke up. That means he’s siiingle~!
          “That’s wonderful Lily, you can tell me about it in History,” I told her before dragging her unwilling body to class.
          “Come ooon Jaye, be interested in boys for a second. Just once?”
          “I’ll worry about boys when my papa gets rid of his guns.” Lily giggled and walked we walked to class together. Everything seemed perfect...at least for now.

          “Ms. Jaye Moore, please come to the front office. Ms. Jaye Moore, to the front office.” I glanced up at the intercom, confused. I don’t think I did anything wrong, maybe the dog walker lost the key again. I got up from my seat and strode into the main office, where I saw someone I didn’t expect to see, papa’s partner Dylan Higgs. He looked none too happy to see me. I tried to force a smile and be friendly.
          “Hey Higgs, what are you doing here? Did Papa send you to interrogate my nonexistent boyfriend?” I joked.Higgs was usually a real joker, I remember when he drew a smiley face on my stomach in permanent marker just for fun. Papa spent hours scrubbing it off. He didn’t even crack a smile.
          “Jaye, sweetie…..I have to tell you something…” Ok, now I was starting to freak out. What happened? Was someone shot? Was Papa ok?
          “H-hey buddy, don’t keep me in suspense.”
          “Jaye, there was an...incident…..you’re dad was shot…..” I froze. My heart stopped dead. I-it’s gonna be ok Jaye. Papa’s been shot before. It's part of the job. He’s probably in the hospital right now all drugged up and telling embarrassing stories about me as a baby to the nurses again. Yeah, it’s gonna be ok, any second Higgs is gonna say he was a bloody idiot who tried to be the hero again-

          “I’m sorry hon….but your dad is dead…..”
Little Bit of Magic - 1
I finally finished it! The first chapter of Little bit of Magic is finished! I wanted it a day in the life to introduce the characters and let you guys get a feel for them.

And yes, I really did kill of a character in the first chapter. I pulled a Disney. I'm ashamed of myself but it had to be done.

Hope you guys like it and let me know what you think!
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          “What am I doing?” I think to myself. “Why do I continue forward? My only way home is destroyed, and even if it wasn’t, there probably won’t be any home left to return to. I know this as fact, so then why does my body propel itself forward?” I stop walking as my body violently shook, shaking off some of the droplets of liquid off. I tried rubbing my arms again. It seems to help, but only very slightly. I lifted my hazy gaze forward and sighed deeply, watching it condensate in the air before fading away.
          “Cold. Why do I feel so cold?” I don’t think I’ve ever felt this numb, not just physically, but mentally as well. I try to ignore how the cold liquid stabbed me like needles and continue forward, hoping to find a safe place to rest.
          “How long have I been walking anyway?” The world around me suddenly grew brighter. I could clearly see the rocks that cut my feet as I walked on them and the strange plants that towered over me, blocking my view of the sky. I looked behind me as the lights got closer and closer...until they sped past me. I briefly caught the strange glances of the beings inside what I assume is a vehicle. “That was the sixth one…” I thought as I stared after the creatures. Eventually, I let out another sigh and continued shambling forward.  
          “Humans.” I thought bitterly as I started to rub my arms again. Humans self-righteously claim they care about others, they think themselves better than the other species inhabiting this planet. With so much ‘humanity’ being boasted about it’s a wonder why no one has bothered to help. I stop again. I can’t walk anymore. I can no longer feel my legs.
          “Is this how I die? Alone on a foreign planet? Will anyone even remember me when I’m gone…?” I stared at the ground, watching it illuminate as another set of lights passed me by. I closed my eyes and tried to think back to a time when I was home, happy and loved. If I’m gonna die, I might as well die smiling.
          Suddenly, another set of feet came into view and soon after I could no longer feel the cold pinpricks on my skin. I didn’t have time to register what happened before something…..fuzzy was draped around my shoulders. It was kind of heavy and it smelled funny, but it was warm. I looked up and my eyes met those of the one who saved me.

         “Are you alright?”
What it Means to be Human - Prologue
Ok so this story has been in the works for too long. I'm sorry it's so short but I swear I've re-written this part maybe 4 times, but for the love of all that is holy I could not get it right. Eventually I had two versions I liked and put them together and it was perfect. I hope you guys like it.

Also, if anyone would be willing to make some cover art for this story for me, I would be eternally grateful! 

Anyway, I hope you like it. It goes in kind of a different direction I normally go in. I was inspired by my dad's space shows and asked myself, if aliens did really exist, what would they think of humanity, and thus this was born. Let me know you're thoughts on it!
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Hallo guys! God, it's been forever since I've last written anything here. Well hopefully, I can change that. I'm sorry guys about my recent inactivity. A couple years ago I went through a real bad time in my life; I didn't leave my room or talk to anyone for months. I also lost the will to do...anything; even writing. Thankfully, I got help before it got too bad but I've been hesitant to get back into writing ever since. Dunno what for really, you guys are so nice but I guess my anxiety got the better of me every time the thought came to mind. It's silly, I know, but I'm trying my best to turn that around. 

But you didn't come here to read about my personal problems. I actually wanted to ask you guys a question.

I wanted to ask you guys what you would like me to do next.


So before my....falling out, I was mapping out the plots for 2 original stories. One fantasy, one sci-fi....and both romance.
*The first one I actually posted the first chapter of ( Magic Within) but I had written down some revisions to the posted version I can get into later.
*The second one is....kinda hard to explain well. Basically, it's about a humanoid alien getting stranded on earth and a human girl trying to help him adjust. I haven't nailed the description but I got the old prologue written down somewhere, I just have to revise it.
*And thirdly, I was thinking of re-writing "Curse of the Mages". That story was my high school baby. I worked on it too hard and for too many hours for it to still be that cringy and long winded. Seriously, I have almost 200 written pages of it and I never even got halfway through the story, like DAMN! 

So I wanna hear what you guys think and take a moment to say, thank you. You guys stuck with me even without me posting anything new stories for...years, yet I still get messages of people favoriting my old ones and new followers every now and then, which I don't deserve at all. So thank you. 

I hope to hear from you guys soon!

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