"Why didn't you guys ever tell me?!?" I ask with teary eyes.

"It's not what it is Kim, we love you-" 

"Filth! That's all I ever was to you people! No atom of love ever escaped your actions nor your words. "

"No-"

"But I know. And I don't give two shits what you think or thought about me. You can continue to live your sick lives and rot in hell for all I care, 'cause I've tried everything to make you love me in the past." I pause and throw them an evil smirk, "But who's the beggar now?" 

"Kim dont leave us! We're sorry! KIIIIIMMM!!!!" I hear their cries as I walk away in the distance. 


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I just want love. Nothing more. I've been taken as a reject for as long as I can remember. Young children throwing their toys in your face, adults insulting you with abusive words, your mates trampling you on their feet, I've been through all these and even worse. But I'm too scared, too fragile to take them on and show them I'm worth something. But who's going to remind me I even have a worth?


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Kimberley West is the most hated girl around. It seems like no matter what she does she never gets payed back with love. Various occasions show her what life really means. Is she going to grab onto them? Or is she going to face her fate as a reject of the world?

As the world of One Piece turns its eyes to Ace's execution, its inhabitants were oblivious of the incoming conflict of epic proportion, as dimensional rifts rip asunder the void between the stars, the psychic nightmares that follow were just the herald of what's to come, the Inquisition is coming for their world, stirring ancient beings with its baleful cries, pinching the planet in their grips

Crumbled into pieces, Natalia Ferreira rebuilt herself into a monster.

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Living her seventeen years in the hands of her abusive father was enough for Danielle Alfonso to know what hell feels like.

It was all she ever knew, and what she was forced to endure. As a result, Danielle grew up stone-hearted, until she eventually turned into a far greater monster than her own father.

With a mind void of conscience and rage burning like hellfire, she sets every piece of her past in flames until they slowly crumbled into ashes, only to find out that the life she had lived, wasn't really hers. Because months after she was orphaned, a new family resurfaced, claiming her as their daughter- Natalia Ferreira.

Suddenly thrown into another chaotic world, Danielle has to live the rest of her life as Natalia. The only problem is, Carter Ferreira is hellbent on chasing her out and putting her back to where she came from.

The icy wind blew down Blackstock Road in Finsbury Park. It was three-thirty and dusk. Danielle pulled up her fur-trimmed collar against it as she stood waiting for a number four bus to take her to Holloway Road. She bent over the pushchair and checked Jackson's gloves were still on. She pulled them up and tucked them inside the cuffs of his coat. She knew he was watching her. She looked at him when she finished and kissed his cold cheek. 

'Who's going to see Father Christmas?' Jackson grinned, his eyes watering from the cold. She tickled him through his padded all-in-one suit. He squirmed and giggled. Danielle looked up to see a woman who had come to stand at the bus stop. She was watching them, pity in her eyes. Danielle scowled at the woman as she bent back down to Jackson and pulled his hat further down over his ears. Danielle had Jackson out of the buggy, and the buggy folded in an instant, as soon as the bus arrived. She held his hand and pulled him up onto the bus. 

The driver winked at Jackson. Danielle swiped her oyster card and deftly made her way through the vehicle, leaving the buggy in the luggage rack. She sat Jackson on her lap and pulled out a tissue. He squirmed as she wiped his nose. He watched her. She mouthed the words 'good boy.' 

They alighted halfway along Holloway Road and Jackson stood on the pavement waiting as Danielle took one seamless kick and flex of the buggy to make it ready for him. Jackson was slow getting into it; he was straining to look past Danielle and pointing to the window display across the road in the department store where a massive animated Father Christmas was waving at him. Jackson waved back, star-struck. Danielle looked at her watch. She had a half hour to kill. She crossed the road and stopped outside Simmons department store. Danielle pretended to look at the window display as Jackson sat watching Father Christmas wave his arm and mouth the words 'Ho ho ho'. But her eyes went beyond the display and she searched the cosmetics counter. She watched a woman working on one of the counters that she just knew was Tracy; she felt it inside. She'd stopped at the window many times in the last two weeks. Now she felt a flutter in her stomach. She didn't want to be spotted too soon. She wanted things to go as she had imagined, and so she kept her head down and pushed the buggy on, steering it through the street towards the Christmas market. 


The cosmetics department of Simmons was hectic in the build-up to Christmas. The atmosphere was good. Tracy loved coming into work to be rushed off her feet. With so much talk of hardship and recession, takings had been down all year. This was her chance to try and prove to herself and to her bosses that, given the opportunity, Tracy Collins could sell ice to Eskimos. 

She looked at her watch. It was ten minutes to four. She looked across anxiously at her colleague Jazmina on the other side of the make-up counter. They were both so busy; how could she possibly leave? Tracy had watched the shoppers pour in through Simmons' doors – all day it had been a steady stream. She had kept her eyes open for someone who might be Danielle. Once she could have sworn that it must be her when she saw a blonde woman who looked like a younger version of herself, immaculately turned out, bubbly, pretty, a little overweight, pushing the cutest-looking child: all golden curls, immaculately dressed – and Tracy imagined that could be her daughter and grandchild. But no, they had bought their special Christmas purchases of perfume and make-up and they had disappeared from her counter.

 'You go . . .' her colleague Jazmina said as she wrapped a package for a customer, pulling the ribbon into swirls with the blade of some scissors. 'It's five to four – you said you had an appointment?'
 'You sure?'
 Jazmina nodded – she looked as excited about it as Tracy. Tracy had not told Jazmina exactly who she was meeting but she knew it was important and Tracy wanted to look nice for it. Jazmina had jumped to her own conclusions and believed that Tracy had finally decided to ditch boring Steve and find herself a new man and was about to embark on a steamy affair. 

Tracy turned the mirror round on the counter and checked herself: her lippy was still intact. She looked at Jazmina one last time to make sure. Jazmina nodded eagerly. 
'You look great – just go for it . . .' 
'I'll be as quick as I can,' said Tracy with a frown. She wondered if she'd missed something with Jazmina.
 'You take an hour; you're entitled,' Jazmina replied, giving Tracy the 'don't think for one moment I won't cope' look. 'Just enjoy yourself – you only live once.' 
'I couldn't possibly. I'll be back in half an hour – promise.' Tracy grabbed her coat and bag and slipped out from behind the counter. She left the shop, turned right then right again and onto the busy crossroads that marked the start of the German Christmas Market. She walked past the sweet counters and the mulled wine and looked around her. The place was heaving with mums pushing prams. She passed a stall selling Christmas-themed jewellery next to Santa's Grotto. The sound of Bavarian carol music pervaded in the air, along with the smell of burnt caramel, mulled wine and Bratwurst sausage. At the exit from Santa's Grotto she found her way suddenly blocked by a young mum pushing a little boy with Down's syndrome. In his hand he had a pink pig. His face was flushed. Tracy looked back up from him to the young woman, who was staring at her, waiting. Tracy smiled, tried to pass. The young woman moved the buggy to block her again. 
'Tracy?' 
Tracy's heart stopped. Was this the daughter she'd given up when she was fifteen? Was this the little girl whose existence had haunted her for twenty-one years? 'Danielle?' Tracy did her best not to look shocked. 'And this must be Jackson?' She recovered fast, bent down to talk to Jackson, who stared up at her in awe, fascinated by her bright red lips and her inch-long eyelashes. 'Who have we got here?' Tracy tapped her fingernail on the pink pig. 
Jackson held it aloft for her to see. 'Peppa Pig,' he said, turning back towards the Grotto and pointing, struggling to sit up and turn around to show Tracy where he'd been and where the pig came from. 'Father Christmas give it to me.' He held the toy up in front of her face.
 'We got here early,' Danielle explained. Tracy stood and took a few seconds to take a good look at Danielle. She wasn't as she imagined she'd be. As far as Tracy could make out, she didn't look like Tracy at all. Danielle was skinny and dark and two inches taller than Tracy. She had her hair scraped back in a ponytail and not a scrap of make-up on. Tracy's mind was in a spin – the baby in her arms. The birth, the terrible wrench she felt at giving up her baby. Was this her baby? How could she be sure? 

'You lucky boy. You must have been awfully good to get that.' Jackson nodded, large proud nods of his head. Tracy smiled awkwardly. 'We better find somewhere that's not so noisy to talk. I only have half an hour – I'm sorry. It's the busiest time of year.' She was apologizing again. 'I've left my colleague to cope alone.' They walked past the Christmas stalls. 'Can I get you a coffee?' 
Danielle shrugged. 'Okay.'
 She pushed the buggy forward until they found a bar that had a few busy tables and a side stall selling coffee. They stood in the queue. 'Glad you could spare the time,' Danielle said as she pulled "Jackson's hat down further on his head. Tracy was momentarily flustered. She'd promised herself she wouldn't get emotional. She would stay calm, stay focused. She had so wanted her daughter to be living the dream – Tracy's dream. She wanted her to have the perfect life. It was what Tracy had made the ultimate sacrifice for, after all. Did this girl look like she was living the dream ? thought Tracy. No she didn't. She looked lost, tired, pale and cold.
 'I mean – I'm glad you decided to meet me and Jackson.' 
'Of course,' she said. 'I would have tried to find you as well but I didn't want to . . . intrude . . . you know what I mean?' Tracy tried to relax her mouth, her frozen smile. She could feel her face was so tense "that she must look like she was about to cry. Danielle stared back at Tracy with a confused look of pity and anger on her face. Tracy breathed deeply, tried a new smile. 'I didn't think I had the right to . . . You had your life.' Tracy got to the front of the queue and ordered coffee. She turned to Danielle and pointed to Jackson: 'What about him? Does he want anything?'
 'No. He's got his drink.' 
'What about something sweet for him?' She smiled at him. 
'No. He has to watch his weight.'
 'We can get him out of the buggy if you like. There's a kids' skating park just at the end of the stalls.'
 Danielle didn't answer. They collected their coffees. Tracy carried Danielle's for her while she pushed the buggy and they moved off towards the end of the Fayre. They walked towards the sound of laughter and music coming from an area that had been a car park and was commandeered for use as the kids' ice rink. It had been iced over and kids held on to metre-high plastic penguins that guided them around the frozen playground helping them stay upright. There was a queue but Tracy had already decided it was as good a place as any to talk. She knelt down the talk to Jackson. 

'Would you like to skate with the penguins?' He nodded and pointed excitedly at the skating rink. 'Is that okay?' She looked up at Danielle who nodded. 'You'll have to take him on though?' said Tracy. 'I'm not really dressed for it.' 

Tracy bought the tickets; she paid for one adult and one child. They sat at the side waiting for their turn. Tracy had the privilege of a box to sit on as she sipped her coffee and watched the children skating around the frozen rink. Tracy took the opportunity to study her daughter's profile. 

She was looking for traces of her own. Their colouring might be different: Danielle was darker, but still somehow reminded Tracy of herself, the way she'd been all those years ago when she'd fallen pregnant at fifteen. A skinny girl, just a slip of a thing, thought Tracy. Looks like she could do with a good meal. People used to say that about Tracy – not now of course! Something else . . . Tracy's heart surged a little – yes – Danielle had her father's nose, his chin. Yes – she looked like him.

 Danielle turned from squatting beside Jackson, who was playing with his gloves.
 'I didn't think you'd want to see me,' she said as she glanced Tracy's way, held her gaze for a second and then turned back to look at Jackson. 

Tracy didn't know what to say. She looked down at Jackson; he was pointing at the penguins in delight. 'My goodness.' Tracy shook her head. 'Why on earth not?' Danielle shrugged. She looked down at her coffee and didn't answer. 'How old is Jackson?' She was struggling to think of safe ground. 'Four.' 
'And he's at school?' Just started this term. He goes in the mornings. He's working up to all day.'
 'Does he enjoy it?' 
'Yeah, he likes it a lot. He's quite shy. He has difficulty communicating sometimes. People don't understand what he's trying to say. School's done a lot for him, brought him out of his shell. He doesn't see many people besides me.' 
'What about his grandparents – the couple who adopted you, Marion and Gerald? The Fosters?'
 'My mum Marion died last year. My dad, Gerald, doesn't talk to me. He doesn't want anything to do with me or Jackson – never did.' 
'Oh dear; I'm so sorry to hear that.' 'My mum was lovely but she was sick for so much of my life. She got one form of cancer after the other.'
 'Oh . . . I'm sorry. It must have been hard.'
 'You never had any kids then?' Tracy shook her head, didn't know what she should say. She was searching for a tissue in her bag. 'Will you?' Danielle persisted. 'After all, it's not too late, is it?' 
'No, I suppose not; Steve and I – we're just not in a good position to right now, financially. Steve's my husband. We've been married for fifteen years. He works for a storage company. Things are not easy for us, financially – well, it's a difficult time for everyone, isn't it?' It had crossed Tracy's mind that if Danielle should ask for money Tracy better make sure she understood that there wasn't any to be had. 
'Is there ever a good time to have kids?' Danielle asked. 
'No, I suppose not. So you never see him then – your dad?' 
'No. I haven't seen him since he chucked me out when I got pregnant.' Tracy felt an overwhelming surge of pity – it hadn't been like that for her when she got pregnant. Other people took over the problem for her. They took it away.
 'I'm sorry, Danielle, really sorry.' 'Yeah . . . I went to live with Jackson's dad but he wasn't the best either.' 'Where do you live now?'
 'I have a flat, housing association. It's a high-rise and the estate's old, bit rough. But it's ours for as long as we want it. Jackson and I have been in there nine months now.' 'But, Jackson's dad? Surely . . .'
 'Yeah – well, we're doing fine, aren't we, J?' She squeezed Jackson's leg to make him giggle. Tracy was struggling to stay calm and to understand what was happening. She had rehearsed this meeting so many times but none of the times resembled the reality of it. Jackson's turn came to go on the ice. Tracy stood and straightened her coat. She took Danielle's empty cup from her and stacked it inside her own.
 'I'm really sorry I can't stay longer. I have to go back to work.' Danielle looked at her with the wounded eyes of a child, quickly obscured by a practised indifference.Sure. Thanks for coming. You have my number. It's up to you if you want to see us again.'
 'Yes of course; I'd love to.' Tracy said it but she wasn't sure she meant it. 'I'll ring. Sorry. It's all a bit of a shock, isn't it? I'll phone you later if that's okay?' When she looked back she saw Danielle leaning over Jackson, he was straining to get out of the buggy and take his turn on the ice; Danielle was watching Tracy as she walked away. Tracy couldn't wait to get back to Simmons and the Christmas rush. There were dozens of Christmas orders to box up and tie with ribbons. Jazmina would be desperate for her return. Back at Simmons, Jazmina didn't bother asking Tracy if things had gone well at her appointment – she could see by her face that they hadn't. Tracy would normally have been in her element, bustling behind the busy counter, but she found herself staring out of the window past the back of the animated Father Christmas; her heart wasn't in it; nothing felt right and there was so much to think about. Memories came flooding back: they were painful and they made her eyes well up. They were things she hadn't allowed herself to think about for many years. She watched the mothers push their buggies up to the window and the kids waving at Father Christmas and she couldn't help but feel devastated. Danielle held tight to Jackson as he gripped the penguin and pushed his way around the ice very slowly. He was getting in others' way as the older children whizzed past and swerved in front of him. He ignored it – he was happy. Danielle moved around the ice rink in a dream, trying to get her head around the meeting with Tracy. She wasn't sure that they had really connected. Danielle had expected some sort of deep affinity, an unspoken bond. Tracy was nice enough but Danielle felt like she was being talked to as if she'd come to buy a mascara – as if she were a customer. Tracy smiled a lot, was polite, but she did what she had to and then she left as fast as she could. Danielle wondered if she'd ever hear from her again.It was nine o'clock when Simmons finally closed for the evening. It had been slow the last hour and there were only so many ribbons Tracy could curl ready for decorating Christmas boxes on her shift the next day. All the shelves were replenished; everything was laid out in order and in sequence and in its place. Tracy walked with Jazmina back to their bus stop where they separated and caught different buses on their opposite ways home. Jazmina lived in Camden, Tracy headed north to Hornsey Rise where she and Steve lived in a ground-floor flat that they rented. Tracy sat on the bus listening to the music coming from the iPod of the boy sitting next to her. She turned to look out of the steamed-up windows and thought about Danielle. Tracy was having a hard job understanding what had motivated Danielle to look for her. Danielle was a tough young woman, prickly – sharp-tongued. She felt let down. She had so wanted it to be wonderful. She had so wanted it to be easy. The reality was that it was awkward and difficult. But Danielle seemed to want something from her. At the same time she was an angry young woman. Angry at Tracy and angry at everyone. It was her and Jackson against the world, so far as Tracy could see. Tracy had a lot of thinking to do. Is this what she wanted – a single parent with a Down's syndrome child, living in a high-rise on benefits? Did Tracy need that in her life? Someone who didn't even seem to like her very much? How was that going to work out? She could just walk away now. Maybe tell Danielle that the most she could give her was the occasional tenner for Jackson. She could hear the sound of the television coming from the lounge as she opened the door. The flat was only a little warmer than outside – no matter how much they spent on heating it, it was cold and damp and the landlord did nothing about it. But Tracy did everything she could to make it a home. She stood in the hallway, hung up her coat and took off her shoes and examined the gap where Steve's shoes should have been. She pulled on her fluffy slippers then went into the lounge where Steve was watching the television, the remnants of his dinner on a tray on the floor beside him. She leaned in to give him a peck on the cheek and pick up the tray. 
'Steve . . . I don't know why you can't pick up your tray and take it out to the kitchen.' Steve didn't move. He grunted. 'And Steve, there's mud or some dirt walked all through the flat.' She didn't use the dreaded term 'dogshit'. 
'Did you forget to put your slippers on?' She looked accusingly down at his feet and his dirty shoes, then went back to the door and came back with a pair of Homer Simpson slippers that she'd bought him the previous Christmas. They were just meant to be a joke but she'd been really trying to have a little dig at him – it hadn't worked. He took the slippers from her with an irritable sigh and put them on his feet. Tracy also sighed, but she hid it beneath a sweet smile as she took his shoes and put them next to the front door then she went into the kitchen and came back with a bowl of soapy water and began scrubbing the stains off the carpet. After a few minutes Steve went out to the kitchen and Tracy paused from scrubbing to listen to the familiar sound of the fridge opening and the clink of a bottle touching another.
 'Steve, can you pour me a glass of wine please, love, and is there any of last night's dinner left?' Steve didn't answer. Tracy heard the pop of the wine bottle and Steve came back in and handed her a glass while she was scrubbing at the brown stain on the carpet.
 'Can you put it on the table please, love? I'll be finished in a minute.' He didn't answer as he took his beer back to the chair. 
'I didn't hear what you said about dinner? Is there any out there for me?' Tracy came to stand in front of him.

There is a time to LOVE ,
A time to HATE ,
A time to HEAL ,
 .  .  .
And a time to KILL.


On a freezing cold winter's day, the body of a young women is pulled from an icy canal in London . To D.I.Dan Carter it looks like a tragic accident rather than the work of a murderer . But D.C.Ebony Willis is not so sure . Why has the women's face been painter with garish make - up and wrapped in a plastic bag?

Meanwhile cosmetic saleswomen Tracy Collins receives a phonecall . It's been twenty years since she gave up on her daughter for adoption , so when Danielle gets in touch , she hesitantly begins to Kindle a relationship with her and her grandson Jackson but when Danielle suddenly disappears , Tracy is plunged into the middle of a living nightmare .


With the discovery of another body , it becomes clear that Danielle is in grave danger . There is no time to lose and Ebony Willis must take on the most challenging assignment of her career — to play the role of the killer's next victim.

Danielle experimented more with her new light magic while she traveled towards the town. Her body was surrounded in a bright white light that would make anyone watching her want to turn away or face being blinded by the amount of magical power used to create the spell. Her appearance changed. Instead of the short pink Majin, she was now back to her old appearance from her old world.

"While I don't hate how I looked before, looking like my cool new awesome self will cause a load of trouble I don't want to make yet. Once I find out a little more about this world, I'll be free to do whatever I want. It would be terrible if there was some type of weird ass magic in this world that could contain a Majin and I was caught being ignorant." Danielle talked aloud to herself.

She was getting closer and closer to town and the biome changed from desert to forest!

"What strange magical laws allow a desert to border a forest… I hope some old lonely wizard knows, so I can absorb all his knowledge in the future."

She soon reached the entrance of the town and saw some more humans.

"Time to make my mark on this tiny little town before moving on to the big city with the king and nobles and princesses and princes and powerhouses of this world! First things first! Becoming an adventurer." She exclaimed.

Danielle looked down at her ordinary appearance and after checking everything with the light spell, she walked into the town with an excited grin on her face. She took in the fresh clean air and nearly started gagging at the smoke engulfing her lungs. Some hardy and hairy men who were standing outside a bar, laughed at her. She rearranged herself and headed over to the men.

"Excuse me. Do you know where I can find the place to become an adventurer?" She asked politely.

The men broke out laughing again and Danielle's patience was already lowering by the second.

"What does a little girl like you need to become an adventurer for?"

"Yeah, you should be at home planting flowers and helping your mother cook."

"Or you could come home with me and I'll tell you where it is after a night of fun."

They continued to tease and joke around until Danielle had enough. She walked up to the first man and uppercutted him in the jaw. He was knocked back into the bar behind the men and lost consciousness. Danielle saw the two leave behind their friend and run away.

"Tch. Cowards. Running away at the first sign of danger.. I better leave before someone tries to investigate this." Danielle dashed away and changed her appearance again.

After laying low for a couple of hours and trying to gain any information about this world or something related to it, she spotted a four-man group of people entering a building and leaving. She guessed that the building that had a sword and shield emblem above it was the building to become an adventurer. She jumped out from the alleyway and landed in front of the building and walked inside. The inside of the building was pretty cozy. It had a warm air flowing about and nice ambiance. There were many different types of people inside and Danielle got excited at their interesting looks.

There was a dwarf-like man carrying a shield on his back. A long pointy-eared lady with a sword on her back. There was even a centaur carrying a bow and arrow inside the building! Danielle's eyes were shining like a star as she absentmindedly walked up to the counter. Behind the counter, was a female dwarf or a halfling with a serious look on her face. Danielle smiled excitedly in her normal unassuming teenaged girl appearance.

"I would like to become an adventurer please." Danielle stated.

"That's 5 silver." The receptionist said dryly.

"Uh…. What if I happened to not have any money on me?" Danielle said embarrassed.

The receptionist sighed.

"Another witless child trying to get a life of treasure, fame, and power… Please leave before I call the guards."

"Wait! I'm not a troublemaker! I just want to become an adventurer and have a lot of fun!"

Two heavily armored men arrived at the counter and surrounded Danielle.

"Come back when you have 5 silver kid." The guards tried to escort Danielle out the building.

"Wait! Stop pushing me! Hey where are you touching bastard!?" Danielle slugged one of the armored guards in the face and knocked him away.

The second guard took out his sword and slashed downward at Danielle.

"I only punched the guy! You don't need to try and kill me over it!" Danielle shouted at the unreasonable guard.

She dodged the sword attack and headbutted the armored guard away. She could tell her attack did some damage due to the guard holding his head after sliding back.

"I don't want to be apart of your dirty money-grubbing adventurer club anyway! This discrimination on poor people is disgusting and should be outlawed!" Danielle yelled righteously before attempting to dash out of the building.

"HALT!!!" A powerful voice filled with magic shouted.

Danielle was thinking about continuing to run away, but thought about what if this person was her golden ticket to the bigger stage? She softly giggled after realizing she hasn't even entered the first stage.

A young good looking, fancy-dressed boy came down from the stairs along with a young busty noble and an old wizardy dressed man.

"Uh. Listen I'm fine with not being an adventurer anymore. I'll be on my way now." Danielle said while slowing walking towards the door.

The old man waved his hand and a wall of fire appeared, blocking the entrance.

"Tch. This place has really fallen so far.. Even a Demon could sneak into without any trouble." The old man said,

throwing the building into chaos and shock. The uniformed boy and girl were also shocked.

"It must be a highly skilled demon to be able to trick our eyes.." The handsome boy stated.

"No. It's a very young demon. Probably hasn't been alive for more than 20 years."

Danielle thought about her options here. She couldn't sense energy or mana but she knew for a fact that the old man on top of those stairs was a strong mage. She wasn't worried for her life but for her adventurous soul! She would be forever on the run from strong and powerful adventurers looking to fight and end her. And possible loot her body like some type of enemy from a game! Well.... Now that she thought more about it she was kind of getting excited at the thrilling and dangerous hypothetical cat and mouse game going on in her head.

Her light magic wore off and she returned to her pink Majin form, drooling while lost in thought. The young lady atop the stairs looked at her in amusement and this knocked some sense into her. She wiped her lips and put her hands on her hip in a sort of superhero pose, but not before covering her chest with a rag from a nearby table.

"Talk humans! All I wanted to do was play around as an adventurer for a while but you scummy humans couldn't even let me have that. If you refuse to let me part here expect this entire establishment to turn into dust." Danielle acted.

"Quiet you mutant. I have no idea how you could possibly use light magic but as one of the kingdom's elite mages, I will purge you myself." He said haughtily.

"A being such as myself is anything but such a crude word! I am----" Danielle cut herself off before blushing bright red.

"This is really embarrassing man.. Aren't you ashamed talking this way? I was playing along with you until the cringe got too much for me." Danielle returned to her normal manner of talking and posture.

She noticed to look of embarrassment on the elderly mage and guessed this is the part where he blows up and loses his top.

"You!! You!! Filthy Demon! Die!" He pointed his staff at Danielle and fired a stream of fire at her.

Danielle let herself get blasted out of the building and into the open street.

"Hmph. She was nothing much." She heard the old jerkwad say.

She burst from the rubble without any signs of damage on her and felt the fire magic fueling through her body. She grinned excitedly and a ball of orange fire formed in her hand. She created more and more as her excitement got the best of her and eventually started to juggle multiple fire balls.

"Fire magic!!! So cool!! I think I got all the ingredients to make ki techniques!" She exclaimed to herself.

The old guy and the two student looking kids came outside to look at Danielle's fallen body. She grinned at their surprised faces while she swallowed the fireballs she made.

"Since you like fire so much. Take some back! Fire Cannon!" Danielle yelled before opening her mouth wide and expelled a wave of fire towards the old man.

She saw the old man's shocked look as he hurriedly tried to cast a magic spell in defense. Danielle felt her Majin instincts coming out in the middle of this fight. She wanted to play with him some more. Humiliate him, embarrass him till he explodes out of anger or faints, she didn't care which. The two teenagers next to the old man saved him with their own magic. The girl used ice and the boy used blue fire.

"Grandfather. Let us test our strength against this demon. She seems like a good chance for us to test our abilities before we enter the greatest magical academy in the kingdom."

"I agree with my dear brother. You can just step in if anything happens right Grandfather?" The busty red-haired girl said.

'I want to go to the greatest magical academy in the kingdom… I could have a lot of fun there. But not if everyone keeps assuming me to be a demon!'

"Hey! Why do you guys think I'm a demon?! Is it because I'm pink? Are you guys being racist!?"

The arrogant looking young master merely scoffed at her. This pissed Danielle off. She fired an explosive fire ball under her feet and blasted off towards the family trio. As she was heading straight towards them, they activated their own magic in preparation for her, but didn't count on her firing another fire ball below her and launching her into the sky. With the sun right behind her, blocking the vision of the trio while she tried fusing light magic and fire magic. She held a magic ball of light and a magic ball of fire and tried forcing them to merge with her hands.

"Come on!! This is the perfect time for an awesome showy move! Merge you stupid magic!" Danielle shouted.

The two magic balls refused to listen to her and instead exploded. Knocking her face first into the ground below, right in front of the trio.

"I think this demon is a special case brother… She tried to fuse two different elements without even mastering one of them first."

"Maybe we were wrong about her being a demon…" The boy said as he took a closer look at Danielle's pathetic figure.

Danielle groaned as she raised her head and looked into the eyes of the rich playboy. She blew a kiss at him and attempted to punch him in the face. However, he seemed to have saw it coming and smiled at her. He caught her fist with his arm covered in blue flames and seemed to have expected a reaction out of her.

'Oh shit is this fire suppose to hurt? I better play it up.'

"AGHHHHH!!!! IT BURNS!!!!! STOP!!!!" She screamed.

She saw the look on the old man and the noble daughter and realized maybe this fire doesn't burn?

"It's not a demon at all Grandfather.. Just a little idiot. She even thinks my purifying flames could burn an innocent soul." The playboy insulted her.

Steam blew from her body and she blasted the noble jerk away with light magic.

"I was playing along with you losers and you insult me and make fun of me?! Tell me why I shouldn't erase you three right now." Danielle threatened.

The grandfather face palmed and the Ojou-sama decided to explain to her.

"If you don't "erase" us, we'll let you tag along with us to Blue Blood Academy." She said with a suspicious smile.

"Why?" Danielle questioned.

"You're interesting! I've never seen a member of your race before and I'm sure my Grandfather hasn't either. And he's lived for a very long time. He even fought against real demons in his youth." She explained.

'While I'm sure these aristocrats have some sick twisted plan in mind for me, I'm sure they can't really harm me. And I wanted to go to this magic fantasy academy in the first place, so why not. I really wanted to absorb that old man though.. Maybe I'll do it later.. I could also become an adventurer in the big city. Hopefully I'll find some money at that time.'

"Sure. I'll tag along with you. But you three better vouch for the fact that I'm not a demon! If I encounter anything troublesome expect our peace treaty done!"

"No problem. What should we call you?" She asked Danielle.

Danielle has reached a frightening realization. She hasn't set herself a new name for this world! She was thinking it would be easy to call herself Girl Buu, Lady Buu, or something Buu but this is important.. She'll have to think on this some more before making such an important decision. She's going to absorb this entire planet eventually once she gets bored but still. Her name needs to have an impact that her appearance compliments! Danielle Grimes surely isn't the one.

"My people can not give their names so easily. Just call me Pinky for now." Danielle decided.

"Well I'm Rose. My brother is Cedar and my Grandfather is the Great Magus Fiorello." She motioned elegantly.

Danielle smiled.

"Let's get a move on then!"

After the old man paid for the damages to the adventurer building, Danielle was taken inside a magical carriage with the trio. It seemed to be powered by magic and levitated through the air. Danielle had her hands on the windows like a child and took in all the sights from above the ground and decided to ask questions that were on her mind.

"Why can't I mix my magic?"

"You truly are an enigma. Despite the fact that you can use both light magic and fire magic, you have no idea about the basic principles of magic." The old man said to her.

"I'm amazing yes, I know, but answer my question."

The old man sighed and refocused his attention on driving.

"Pinky. The reason why you can't fuse different elements together is because you must gain a mastery in both elements."

"What does that mean?"

"To achieve mastery in an element may take a lifetime, a blessing from one of the gods, or simply being born with the talent."

"So just train my magical control and I'll get stronger?" Danielle simplified in the most normal way she could.

"It's a lot harder than you think Pinky. There is a saying my grandfather told me about mages. Every great mage has only reached the top with bloodline or talent. If you don't have one of these, your prospects for the future as a mage is limited."

Danielle thought about what she said for a moment. She always hated storylines where bloodline and talent were the most important when it seemed that anyone that was smart enough could train their abilities to the top. Hardwork, dedication, and brains should be the standard ways of gaining more power. While talent and bloodline should just be additional things, not the main ones. She felt the three different magic elements she could control and felt like it would be pretty easy to train these. For her fire just make it hotter or condense it into the size of a pea and controlling the temperature of it to hot, really hot, burning me hot, and even freezing cold flames. For light, she would have to get creative. There are plenty of different ways of using light and she'll just have to experiment with it or just go the dbz route and just add a crap load of power into her magic and watch it do blast people into nothingness.

"I see.." She simply replied while thinking more about how she wanted to turn this world on it's head by overturning some of the simple things.

What if she had a follower or two that had the worst talent in the world and made them some of the strongest mages every?! Well not stronger than her of course because she's Majin Buu basically. She could probably defeat every mortal being on this planet right now, but she guessed she needed to absorb some type of godly being or item to stand a chance against the gods.

They can visit other "realms" apparently and kidnap members of that realm for their own whims. Now that she thought about it.. would she encounter other members from Earth in the form of Champions? What wishes did they make and will they come to this academy as well? Danielle quickly had to stop her train of thought because of the excitement building up inside of her at the awesome and thrilling adventures she will have in this world. Even if they had some sort of broken system, godly cultivation techniques, or unlimited mana, with her hax abilities, all of these mean nothing! Majin Buu is the creature that existed only for absolute destruction and she will gladly take on that role while also having as much fun as she wants along the way!

She stood up on the magical carriage and got on top of the hood.

"Now! Onward to my new life as *******" She shouted for all the creatures below and in the sky to hear.

A teenage girl from Earth was taken by another world's god and asked to become it's champion for some battle the gods in it's world was doing. But she isn't going without some type of help! That help is in the form of a wish granted by the god.
The powers of Majin Buu from Dragon Ball Z!
Read along as she has as much fun as she wants in this new magical world.

Danielle's POV

I went down to the line that leads to our treehouse and grabbed all the weapons there and put them on my weapon's belt.

Hey, if you were me wouldn't you want at least One weapon with you? My past hasn't been the best at all so after the accident we had the weapons for safety.

Alexander came by the tree, yelling but not loud enough to wake the others," Danielle I know you are up there! Come down right now!" Yeah... right... Of course not. I ain't coming down. Alexander started climbing up the tree, shit! " I am coming for you, Danielle. I told you I will come for you didn't I? " He laughs - evilly if I may add.

I got out my sword, yeah I have a sword - Kat's idea. I got ready just as Alexander comes up from the ladder and is in the treehouse.

He sees the sword and a flash of hurt comes across his face then is replaced by anger -  I don't see how he is hurt," Danielle put the sword down now! I don't want to hurt you! Just put the sword down!"

The hell if I do! After a while, I slowly put the sword down. He came to me and...hugged me? Ok, now I am confused.

I tried to get from his grasp but his grip only tightened," Don't, I am not going to hurt you, princess, I promise. " I spoke the first word in a year, " What. Are. you. doing?"

It came out squeaky and scratchy. He moaned as I tried to move again...hold on what? " Your voice is so beautiful Danielle but to answer your question. I am hugging you princess but you need to stop moving. "

Ok, I think he lost his mind... wait, what is poking me? PERVERT! HE IS HORNY!

Before I could say something Alexander looked at me sadly," I am very sorry about this princess but the sun will come up soon and I need you to come with me. " He took a cloth from his pocket and put it to my mouth. Oh, hell no. Soon I blacked out.

***

I opened my eyes realizing this was not my room. Alexander! 

It was like he heard me; he came into the room. I screamed at him, my voice still a little scratchy," WHERE THE FUCK AM I?"

He chuckled, and then said," Pretty girls shouldn't say dirty words." I shouted, losing my temper," I SAID WHERE AM I YOU DAMN PRICK!"

He looked surprised. I tried to move back but I couldn't, something metal burned me," YOU SON OF A BITCH WHY THE HELL AM I HANDCUFFED TO THE BED? "

The humor was gone from his face," You would have run away. " I sighed," Says who and why does the biggest player in the school want to do with a motherfucker like me?"

He said, clearly angry," Do not call yourself that! "

I wasn't stopping at that," WHY WOULD YOU CARE! WAS YOUR FRIENDS TELLING ME TO CHOKE MYSELF TO DEATH ENOUGH? NOW YOU JUST HAD TO KIDNAP ME AND MAKE MY LIFE EVEN MORE LIKE HELL! IF YOU JUST WANT TO HAVE SEX WITH ME, DON'T EVEN TRY! I WON'T BE ANYONE'S ONE NIGHT STAND! "

He came to me and then said softly," Danielle please stop yelling. I am not going to even try doing things like that. "

I yelled one last time," WHY THE HELL WOULD YOU KIDNAP ME THEN? Why, Alexander, why?"

" I can't tell you right now. " He came even closer so that were lips were almost touching. He leaned in as his lips touched mine. I felt shocks but not the bad kind of shocks.

His lips tasted so good. Focus Dani! This boy is a player it is what he is best at. I pulled away and kicked him in his private.

He went to the ground holding his manhood. He talked while gasping and grunting " Why. did. You. do. that. for?"

" One for kidnapping me. Two for kissing me. And three your player ways won't work on me."

" I wasn't being a player. You're mine - I get to kiss you. Nobody else gets to touch you. I didn't kidnap you - you belong to me." I remarked," I don't belong to anyone."

After a minute he left without saying anything. Wait a second...my hairpins! I can escape!

I went down the hallway and I found the library. I got a book about all supernatural creatures; Alexander doesn't act human. You must be asking, why don't you just leave? Simply because I want to know what the hell he's talking about and the only way is to find out what he is. 

Then I went to a room which looked like the basement; they had all kinds of weapons. I grabbed a whole bunch - protection's always good.

Alexander was stupid to leave my backpack in the same room as me. I put the book and some weapons my backpack. I heard yelling. I decided to listen to who was screaming.

As I get closer to the door, I heard Alexander's voice.

Alexander's POV

I went out of the room after my dick stopped hurting from when she kicked me; she kicks really hard.

After I went on a run I went back to the room to find her gone making me growl. 

Find her. 

Why must you run Princess? I told my beta, Zac, my second is command. To come to my room.

" Why weren't you watching Danielle? She escaped! You hear?! My mate escaped! I want every guard in the pack searching for her!"

Zac bowed," Yes alpha, I will. " Zac left. I started throwing things in the room.

I screamed at nothing," Danielle you have to come back to me! I can't live without you! I need you! "

Danielle's POV

Mate - alpha - pack? I think I know what Alexander is. - a werewolf. I read about them before but there is only one part that scares me the most.

A mate is like a soulmate to werewolves. It is simply their other half that the moon goddess gave them. They will love and cherish them forever. If one mate dies then the other goes into depression and soon loses their reason to live.

I must be Alexander's mate - that's the only reasonable explanation. That is why Alexander keeps saying that I am his; that also explains why when I had the sword pointed at him he looked hurt.

Well... I guess I have to stay. I mean I do kind of hate Alexander but I don't want him to die. I am not telling him that I know that he is a werewolf - wouldn't want to make it too easy on him. I decided to keep reading better to learn everything.

Male mates are often possessive of their mates. Alpha's are the most possess-

Come on! By the looks of it - Alexander is the alpha. Which means I have to deal with a very, very Possessive boy.

-ve. Male mates also hate when their female mate is by unmated males.

Ok, I can handle that...I think. I came out of the basement and went to the kitchen to get something to eat; I haven't eaten all day.

When I was done I went to Alexander's bedroom. Or I guess it is our bedroom now. Alexander had his back turned to me.

I announced to him," Alexander I have agreed to stay only if you stick to some ground rules for me."

Danielle Blake is a  half-werewolf/ half-demon teen that starts off as mute. All she does is stay with her two friends, Katie ( Kat ) and Mia, along with her adoptive family. That is until her mate comes into the picture and throws her life upside down trying to figure out all of her secrets on what happened to make her mute. As he does this a twist in the game comes to play as people from Danielle's past come at her full force.

" I will forever love you, princess, you just don't realize it yet. "

This does have mention of suicide and other sensitive topics,  if you get triggered easily then I suggest do not read this.

It's been three years since I was reborn. My mother Sandra teaches krav maga at her family dojo in San Francisco. Recently she also started training me in basic stances and techniques. Due to my eidetic memory and Martial body I am able to comprehend the meaning behind each stance and technique far better than most children my age.Due to this she has been teaching me more enthusiastically than her regular students.

 The only reason she's teaching me now instead of waiting till I'm six is because a month ago she took me to the dojo with her because she couldn't find a babysitter, and saw me copying the techniques she was teaching the
other students. Since then she's been teaching me everything I know. "Very good Danielle your footwork is spot-on." she praises me.

(7 years later)

Today is my birthday and I just turned 10. I am considered a high class disciple in krav maga. My mother says that it should be impossible for anyone my age to be as proficient as I am. You gotta give thanks to that that martial body perk. Due to my martial body accelerating my growth I've already reached the maximum height I've set for this body. "Danielle wake up you'll be late for school" "okay Mom" I get up out of bed and walk down the stairs to the kitchen. "Morning Mom" "Morning sweetie" she replies "happy birthday. I made your favorite" In front of me on the table are strawberry pancakes "yay you're the best mom" I say is I start wolfing down my plate "slow down it's not going anywhere" she says


As I finish eating there's a knock on the door. "I'll get it" I say as I get up off the chair and run towards the front door. Behind the door is my childhood friend Barbara. "Hi Barb" I say "Hey Dani" she replies "Mom I'm going to school now!" I yell as I walk out the door "but sweetie you haven't finished your breakfast ye-" I couldn't hear her as I slam the door. "So Barb did you watch that new anime episode last night" I asked her she replies with "No I'm not a nerd" I brush off that statement as I tell her "what!? you should've seen it! it was awesome! turns out that Koga was the traitor all along and...." I start telling her. I think she's just pretending to listen but I still tell her all about what happened then suddenly "wait stop" she screams as she reaches for her bag "I forgot to give you this when I greeted you this morning" when she finishes digging through her bag she pulls out a white stuffed rabbit "happy birthday" she says "thank you Barb I love it" "I knew you would" when we finally got to class, we took our seats next to each other. At the end of the day Barbara walked me home. We said goodbye and parted ways.  When I got home my mom was sitting at the table looking rather anxious. "Danielle could you come sit here" she says. I hesitantly make my way to the chair across from her "is there something you need to talk about Mom" I asked her. She look me in the eye and said "I think it's about time I tell you about your father" she says. I knew that this day was coming. A few years earlier, I asked her about my dad and she said "he's dead". I try my best at looking confused and say "What about him you told me he's dead" "well not exactly" 
...
...
...
... "What do you mean not exactly" "Now Danielle I want you to calm down before I tell you this" I start to calm down "okay I'm calm" "okay Danielle your father is alive. He lives in Japan and his name is Sakaki Shio" she explains to me. I already knew who he was, but for some reason, I started crying "Danielle please don't cr-" "Why. Why didn't you tell me when I asked years ago? Why tell me now?" "Now Danielle under normal circumstances I never would have told you about him" "What do you mean you never would have told me!? He's my father! What do you mean special circumstances!? what do yo-" "Danielle Kane!" I immediately stop my rant "Please let me explain' I stay silent so that she can explain "I have cancer. I'm dying. The doctor says I have two years at best, and when I die I want you to go live with him" What she said absolutely floored me. Everything inside me was just a bundle of emotions
"d-dying?" "Yes. I am dying" "what about chemo? Can't you just do that!?" I asked hesitantly "The doctor said it's already too late. It would only prolong the inevitable. I'm so sorry" then and there I break down. I started sobbing big ugly sobs. She grabs me in a tight hug "shhh shhh it's okay" we stay like that for about half an hour "are you feeling better" No I'm not feeling better I just learned you're dying! "A little bit" "It's still your birthday you know.Do you want anything special for dinner?" "No thanks I'm not that hungry" "Come on you're a growing girl. You need to eat." can we just get Chinese" "Sure thing sweetie, sure thing."

Danielle Kane was your average American otaku. Spending all her days in her apartment watching anime, reading manga and generally wasting her life away. One day while she was taking a nap, a blood clot reached into her brain, causing her to have a stroke and die. When she woke up she was in an all white room. All that was in front of her was a small boy. as soon as they met eyes the boy said in a monotone voice "Congratulations, you've won the trans dimensional lottery"



what kind of wacky adventures will she get into this now

After school, like any other day, Kaeden went about his Omega duties after training, taking over looking after the packs toddlers. A bamboo mat was laid out on the lawn covered with a peach and brown blanket which Kaeden and the children sat on.
"Alright babies, let's do Humpty Dumpty together then I'll tell you a story… one two, Humpty Dumpty sat on the wall, Humpty Dumpty had a great fall, all the kings' horses and all the kings' men, couldn't put Humpty together again."
The children clapped their hands, "Good, very good, again! … Humpty Dumpty sat on the wall, Humpty Dumpty had a great fall, all the kings' horses and all the kings' men, couldn't put Humpty together again."
Kaeden thought for a moment and just as he was about to begin, Charlese walked over with her friend Danielle. Kaeden looked up at them and frowned, "Children, greet Miss Charlese and Miss Danielle."
"Afternoon Miss Charlese, good afternoon miss Danielle," the toddlers greeted. Charlese and Danielle smiled at the children and turned their attention to Kaeden. A younger Omega came over, "Eran will take over, I need to speak to you," Charlese said. Before Kaeden could protest, he was pulled up and dragged away.
Charlese and Danielle dragged him into the woods close to the border. Kaeden could feel that they were nearing the border and ripped his arm from Charlese's hand and glared at her, "Are you out of your mind? Why are you heading to the border what if we get attacked?"
Charlese rolled her eyes, she kicked Kaeden in the stomach then changed into her wolf and so did Danielle, Charlese's wolf was a dirty blond colour while Danielle's wolf was grey. Charlese pounced on Kaeden and bit into his leg, 'You filthy bitch! I'll teach you to act mighty in this pack.' She mind linked him.
Danielle stood to the side and snickered. The air around them soon filled with the smell of blood and when the patrol team came over they saw the one-sided assault. One of the patrol wolves was a close friend of Kaeden's brother and howled, 'What are you doing?'
Charlese stopped and looked over at him, 'Stay out of this Beta.' Another wolf said, 'But you can't attack a pack member.'
Charlese grinned, she bared her claws and dragged it along his stomach. Kaeden let out a painful scream. The tears he had been holding back flooded his face. Charlese went into a battle of words with the patrol team soon after ripping him further. As they were in a heated battle, a group of five wolves slowly approached them nearing the border undetected. One minute, two minutes passed and on the third minute, they rushed at the group catching them off guard; the rogue wolf at the end of their formation lunged at Kaeden. He latched onto Kaeden's left shoulder which made him cry out in pain.
The warriors were at a stalemate with the other four since they seemed to be attacked in a defensive formation. Charlese and Danielle had long since escaped but not without a few scratches. The wolf who got hold of Kaeden dragged him out from the pack lands and a snap went off in everyone's minds. Charlese and Danielle quickly made it back to the packhouse frightened, this was their first experience with a rogue attack and they were completely frightened.
The rogue who had Kaeden made it into no man's land and headed into the mountains where his pack was. The rogues in a clash with the warriors backed away and ran for their lives. Three of the six warriors who fought them were injured. Chris, Dick and the Beta's along with pack warriors arrived at the spot where the attack was and saw that two of the six were not there and were in no man's land chasing after the rogues. 'What happened here? Who was taken?'
An injured wolf quickly explained, 'Miss Charlese was attacking Kaeden Gates. We arrived here because of the smell of blood and not long after we told her to stop, she refused and continued. The rogues must have smelt the blood too and attacked us taking Kaeden with them. Nick and Arron chased after them.'
Chris and Dick split up the groups and ordered for Danielle and Charlese to be put in the jail cell. They ran after Nick and Arron following their scent and the smell of blood. Ten minutes later they arrived where Nick and Arron were. The two of them were running back and forth sniffing around, when they heard the pack members they were relieved, meeting them halfway Nick said, 'We lost their trail, even the smell of Kaeden's blood is gone!'
'What?' the others asked in disbelief.
The warriors spread out and started searching for Kaeden. Soon an hour went by and still he wasn't found. Kaeden's father Kenneth and his brother Kyle were out searching for him and the longer time passed with no clue made their worries deepen. Two hours later they returned to pack lands with heavy hearts. Suzanne and Kendall, Kaeden's mother and sister immediately fell to the floor when they saw Kenneth and Kyle returning with tears and despair in their eyes.
Suzanne refused to accept this, "Alpha Chris, what is the meaning of this?" Chris looked at her lost. She turned her gaze to Dick and smacked him across the face, she glared at him and yelled, "WE THE PACK MEMBERS ARE SUPPOSED TO BE PROTECTED BY YOU ALPHA'S!! I NEVER SAID ANYTHING AGAINST YOU FOR YOUR DAUGHTERS MISTREATMENT TOWARDS MY SON BUT MY SON DOESN'T DESERVE THIS! WHY DID SHE TAKE HIM TO THE BORDER AND DO THAT TO MY CHILD? WHAT RIGHT DOES YOUR DAUGHTER HAVE TO LIVE IF SHE ABUSES HER POWER AND THROWS MY SON TO THE DOGS!! LOOK WHAT YOU HAVE DONE, YOU BETTER HIDE YOUR DAUGHTER BECAUSE WHEN I GET MY HANDS ON HER I WILL KILL HER!!"
Kenneth didn't look at the alphas and just dragged his wife away while his son picked up his sister and left. Two hours went by and still, they didn't find him? From events in the past, it could be said that Kaeden was no longer coming back and he was as good as dead.
Just as everyone was lost and the sound of Suzanne's screaming and cries were drowning them all, Cyro jumped over the gate and ran through the pack lands. His paws were heavy and his anger was dangerously filling the pack lands.
Chris, Dick, Zander and the warriors ran after him. How did he know that Kaeden was taken? The closer they got to him the stronger his anger felt. Some of the warriors started shaking and felt weak against him.
Cyro ran further ahead of the spot where they stopped searching for Kaeden coming to a mountain pass. He stopped in his tracks with the Crimson Moon Pack behind him. Most of them had never been this far into no man's land and it sent them over the edge. Chris was one of them since he was always told to stay in, learn about the family business and run the pack that he was at a loss with his inexperience for when it came to what had just happened. It was his first time as acting-Alpha to lose someone and here, his brother charged out with no fear and even got them so far.
Cyro growled lowly then a terrifying howl ripped through the skies. The pack members behind Cyro trembled. Why was his howl this powerful that it made them want to kneel to him? A small whimper echoed followed by two small howls and the sound of paws heading their way.
Cyro narrowed his eyes as two familiar scents entered his nose. He crouched down and looked down into the valley. A familiar wolf as big as he was with white fur came running into their line of view with two pups held in the arms of Kaeden who was covered in blood and barely holding on riding on his back.
The wounds on his stomach, legs and arms weren't healing whereas the canine marks on his shoulder were already healed. Three rogues chased after them as they were making their escape. Cyro pushed off the ground and jumped down into the valley running down a hill. His speed picked up and arrived almost immediately beside them.
Kaeden looked to his side at Cyro and whimpered. Cyro's hearted ached and he lunged at the three wolves with fury who tried to attack him. Slashing his right paw at the first one, his claws went straight through its skull and he was smashed into the ground. The second one was smashed with Cyro's left paw and died instantly. The third wolf ran away when he saw that the other two were taken down so easily and killed. Cyro was about to run after them when he heard the wolf who carried Kaeden howl. Looking back Cyro's heart almost stopped. Kaeden collapsed on his back and the pups fell out of his arms, the wolf lied down and gently slid Kaeden off his back.
He changed to human and yelled at Cyro, "Hurry and mark him, we don't have much time, his wounds were inflicted with wolf's bane." Cyro's eyes widened, no wonder the pain he felt was so excruciating, but Kaeden held out so long and waited for him.
Cyro came to Kaeden's side and changed back. As he did so, he leaned down, cupped Kaeden's face and punctured his flesh with his canines, marking him then lapped his tongue over his mark. "Cy (pronounced Kai) we need to get him to a doctor," the man said and Corbin nodded his head.
"Put him on my back," is all he said and changed into a wolf. Kaeden was helped onto his back and the man changed into his wolf which the two pups took the opportunity and jumped onto his back.
Cyro and the wolf ran up the valley to where the stunned pack members were then ran back to the pack. The doctors were notified that Kaeden was back and they needed to attend to him immediately.
Chris and his father tried talking to Corbin through the pack link but it bounced back. Corbin had already been away from the pack for over a year and the link was severed over time. They arrived at the packhouse and the one to receive them was Suzanne and Patrick the first doctor. Kaeden was taken to the clinic and the Gates family rushed after Kaeden.
Everyone was on alert because beside Cyro was an extremely strong Alpha wolf that was on equal groundings as Corbin. Both of them changed back with the pups following their lead. Corbin blanked out for a second but the man beside him caught him just in time, "You need to rest too, I suppose." He said awkwardly.
The pups, twins, one male and one female wrapped their bodies around Corbin's legs who was taken in. Chris soon followed and helped the unknown man take Corbin to the clinic.
Corbin woke up an hour later and saw that he was in the same room as Kaeden. When he saw Kaeden, he shot up from the bed and went to his side, "The doctors took care of the wolf's bane in his system and his wounds are healing but will take time." Corbin caressed Kaeden's pale cheeks. He looked at the man helplessly and said, "Thank you for saving my mate Dante."
Dante grinned, "No prob brother, your mate is my brother-in-law after all." Corbin laughed sadly as he wiped away the tears that fell from his eyes.
He noticed that the sun was shining through the window and asked curiously, "How many hours have I been out?"
Dante scoffed, "Bro, you've been out for three days already. You over-exerted yourself and still fought in battle not to mention that your soul was being strained due to the mate bonding pul."
Corbin sighed and nod his head slowly. He pulled on sweat pants from the side left for him and brushed his teeth at the sink and washed his face. He walked over to Kaeden and kissed his lips, looking down at him he began to tear up. Dante at the side watching this scene intrigued, he couldn't help himself and comment, "Who knew that Wrath would be this loving."
Corbin gave him an annoyed glare, "Forgive me for loving my mate!" Dante nodded in defeat, "I know the feeling bro."
Corbin looked at him surprised, "You found your mate?"
Dante sighed and followed after Corbin who left the clinic, "Yeah and it's a pretty fucked up story, do you want to hear? I won't tell you, my heart will break again."
Corbin looked to his side at the handsome man, "Did he die?" Dante scoffed, "No, I'm in the same damn situation as you!"
Corbin groaned, the two of them arrived at Chris' office. He pushed the door open and saw that Samantha and his mother were sitting in the visitors' chair. Samantha stood up when she saw Corbin and went up to him, she tried hugging him but he held his hands out to stop her. He looked down at her expressionless and said, "Know your place."

Werewolf BL stories along with ABO and a Vampire story but mostly Werewolves.

- Current story - Paint Me - Wrath.
- Next story - Paint Me - Sloth.
- To Come - Paint Me - Pride

Reviews and comments welcomed.

Stephano's POV



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"Let go, dammit!" She snapped icily. Damn!

Kara was mad.

But I was having a different reaction, and I wasn't even embarrassed about it. My body was in a frenzy as she struggled and rubbed against me.

I got a hot reaction beyond what I would've bargained for; not because Kara was talking to me so coldly or because she was upset but because she was speaking to me in that commanding tone of hers.

I wanted her to talk so freely with me, telling me what she wanted and all but right now, I needed to calm her down.

I tightened my hold so she wouldn't even be able to move at all, noting that the hold was firm on her shoulders and not her upper arms so as to avoid harming her.

"Who hurt you?!" I questioned sharply.

She matched my gaze for a few seconds. "You."

"What?" I questioned confusedly.
Guilt ate at my insides but..how? I released her and weighed her words, coming short after trying to recollect when or how I had upset her.

"How? When? Fuck, where?"

"I don't know." She muttered. Her voice was back to the submissive Kara, the defiant one now hidden somewhere in her once again. She didn't even bother meeting my eyes.

My jaws clenched again.

"Talk to me Kara, if not..."

"What would you do, young master?" She spat the master word out and her eyes suddenly grew moist again. That was the gaze she used to cast before I made the proposal of a fake relationship.

It was the gaze of someone feeling inferior, feeling intimidated.

Not knowing what else to do in this situation, I closed the distance between us once again and tightened my hold around her waist.

She tried to pull away but I didn't let her.

"I'm sorry Kara. Tell me so I can fix it."

"You can't." She mumbled like a little girl.

"Dimmi." [1]  I rarely spoke to her in Italian but I think this was too intimate to care in what language I spoke. 

"Please."

"Why do you care?"

There was Inquisition in her voice and my heart leapt into my throat.

I care because I love you. "I have always cared Kara, and will always care."

She frowned, as if she didn't believe me.
"Look at me Kara."

She turned to face me and her eyes were still glistening.

"I don't think I can do this." Her voice was barely a whisper. I stared at her with wide eyes. Immediately, I got up and pulled at my hair, frustration already rolling off me in large quantity of waves.

"Just, calm down, baby. Tell me what happened."

She frowned, then opened her mouth and shut it again.

"I'm waiting..."

She shrugged. "You'll probably think it a stupid excuse...coming from me.."

"I won't. Never."

That seemed to give her the assurance she needed.. "when you left there, someone announced herself as your lover...but that wasn't the most painful part of it. The painful part was that I felt humiliated...and people started err...started whispering."

Every fiber in me stopped functioning as I processed what she just said. Only one person would have the guts to do this.
Danielle!

Danielle, I don't know what your purpose is for coming back here but that was a shitty move.

"Listen to me Kara, and listen good." I told her firmly, my hand resting on her lower chin. "I care about you, and your feelings matter to me. You're my girlfriend, mine and my only lover. Don't allow whatever any woman said get to you okay?"

She just stared at me for what felt like forever. She blinked and shut her eyes to calm her breaths.

Fuck!

I fell for her all over again.

She was like the rainbow, with different beautiful features to her. She was beautiful, had an amazing personality and was so damn respectful.

"Alright." She finally muttered.
Relief flooded into me and spread around my system.

A smile came back to my face. "Let's go show them who the love of my life is." I muttered and nudged my elbow on her shoulder playfully but to my surprise, my Kara fell back on top of the wooden bench, right on her butt.

I got worried. I only nudged her playfully and she fell. Was she even eating properly?

"Oh Hell..." I muttered, not amused and helped her up.

She stylishly glared at me before huffing. My hand found hers and I held it, softly feeling it.

Contentment immediately spread through me.

What have you done to me Kara?

Why am I so obsessed with you?

My mood slipped into one of irritation as I led her back into the hall where I knew Danielle was at the moment, remembering why Kara had been upset.
Danielle was beautiful.

Sophisticated, I know but she was a sight to behold.

She commanded authority everywhere she went and was never afraid to speak her mind. She was quite bold, but what she did this night was totally uncalled for.

Just as I was leading Kara to the front where Danielle was standing, my madre stormed towards us. I released Kara's hand and quickly held mama's shoulders because through her glare, I knew she was angry again and she could easily smack me.

Yes, she wouldn't bat an eyelash before doing that.

Mum was always a disciplinarian, just like Natalia but she had a soft spot for me and I had some privileges my siblings didn't have while growing up.
Still, that gave me no right to misbehave. "Mother."

"Where have you been? Go take care of that rat over there," she pointed in Danielle's direction, "I don't want to see her in my son's house and do the 'needed' quickly, before I take my royal walk up there and embarrass the life out of you." She gritted, but she was smiling.








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Thanks for reading. 😄😄😄 Stephano's mom is fiery. You'll see bits of her in the future. 



Dimmi [1]  means 'Tell me' in Italian.

Kara Wilson is your average female university student. Brought up with discipline, she knows her place and respects herself. She is also sassy to those she is fond of and wants to graduate as an economist. 

Stephano is a cold hearted billionaire who takes what he wants and damns the consequences to hell. Cold, nonchalant and stony faced are his favorite personalities.

Things are about to get interesting when he realizes that the feelings he had for his Nanny's daughter years ago didn't fade. The feelings he had since the day she was born. It only intensified to something stronger than he'd love to confess. 

*****
"No more Sirs. Also, no more boys. Not one touching you or having memorable moments."

"But why sir?" I mumbled. 

"Because Kara mia, I am a possessive man and I don't share whatever or whoever is mine with anyone else."

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