Seated at a table for 50, was 4 people. At the head of the table was Chadrick Blight, father and feared witch. On the opposite side sat his children. Each silently eating their food. Speaking was not permitted at the table.
Amity picked at her food, the air filled with tension. Her father put down his fork. The meal was over and the Blight siblings stopped eating. Emira began to rise from her seat, nodding at her sibling signaling for them to follow. But Chadrick raised his hand, stopping all in their tracks.
"Where are you going?" He asked his voice cold.
Amity could see her sister tense up. Emira's  fingers twitched and her eyes narrowed.
"The annual witch competition will begin in two weeks." She began her voice steady. "Edric and I have been chosen to represent the illusion track, and Amity has been chosen for the Abomination track. We need to practice." The statement was factual, there was no hint of personality or fun in Emira's voice. 

Chadrick looked at each of his children. Before waving them off. Emira stood tall before turning and walking away. Edric and Amity following behind. But as the eldest Blight sister reached for the handle, the door swung open. Knocking the girl back and Karen Blight, mother of three and head of the Abomination Coven entered the room.
"Welcome home mother" Emira began her voice growing colder with every word.
"Hello mother" Edric said with a bow.
Amity opened her mouth to speak, but couldn't get her voice out. The words trapped in her mouth.
Amity's mother looked at her daughter, face stern and unamused. 
"Amity" Her mother began. "Do you have nothing to say?" Amity shuffled backwards. "You know the rules" Karen continued, walking towards her daughter. Each step more menacing than the last. "So, what do you have to say?" Amity's back pushed against the wall and the young girl shrank in the face of her mother. "Pathetic" The bitter word echoed in the dinning hall and drilled into Amity's mind. Clouding her vision. She could feel herself shrink as her hands begin to tremble. Amity snapped back to reality when Edric grabbed her hand and began pulling her towards the door. 
Outside the dinning hall, the servants went about their business willfully ignoring the scared eyes of the children. The twins shared a silent glance before they each grabbed one of Amity's arms and pulled her to the main entrance. 
"Father said we can go outside" Edric beamed.
"Yeah, to pRaCtICe" Emira said making bunny quotes in the air.
"So let's PrAcTIce by 'challenging' the Owl lady in a duel" Edric continued.
With that a faint smile passed Amity's lips. The Owl lady meant the Owl house, which Meant Luz.

Story about the Owl House. Following the perspectives of all of your favorite characters. From the Blight's Family issues to Luz's PTSD. If you like intertwining story arcs then I Gotchu.

Vera-

The girl was pretty wearing only some light blue jeans and a striped shirt. I looked up. She had jet black hair and bright green eyes.

She smiled at me (it seemed fake)and held out her hand, "Vera right? I'm Maya." I didn't shake her hand.

The way she said my name made me tense for some reason. Seeing this girl made me feel on edge.

Maya dropped her hand, and sat down. So she had an agenda. I closed my book and looked at her.

"Yes?"

She leaned forward, "I heard a rumor that you saved Liam's life."

"And?"

"I just wanted to know of that was true."

I was annoyed know, "Does it matter?"

She smirked, "It does if you want to stay the big hero of the school."

I was confused, "What?"

"I mean everyone's talking about you. They call you the girl who saved Liam."

Her words bothered me a little. She continued, "Everyday we try to guess what you are. You know Monday: wolf, Tuesday: fairy, oh and today a witch."

"I am none of those things," I said sharply.

My tone didn't affect her. "Really then what are you?"

"That's none of your concern."

She sighed, "You know we're a family here at the school. We don't hide things from each other. So why don't you just tell me what you are?"

My lips stayed shut.

Maya lowered her eyes at me, "I think in have to agree to today's guess. A witch you are.

"I am not a witch."

She laughed it sounded cruel. "Sure you are, you dress and act like one. Thinking you probably use one of your witchy spells to 'save' Liam."
She put air quotes around save.

I was more than annoyed now. This Maya was doubting that I actually saved Liam. I was actually proud of what I did for him.

"I saved Liam without any witchy spells," I seethed.

She squinted at me, "Are you sure, witch?"

"Don't call me that."

"It suits you, witch. How did you save Liam witch?" 

I felt my temperature rising. I was getting hotter and hotter by the second. I made a move to get up but Maya grabbed my arm.

"Where are you going witch?" She was getting louder now. Taunting me.
"Answer my questions, witch?"

I could feel eyes on us as Maya continued. I looked down at her, "Stop."

She just smirked, "No, witch.

That did it for me. I grabbed her hand and and let my smoke surround her. I didn't know what color came our, I just knew I was really hot.

I heard a scream come from Maya and let go of her hand. I looked down. Somehow my smoke had gone all the way to the middle of her arm. It was black and red. Their was blood dripping onto the table.

What had I done?

Maya was holding back her screams as she held her burnt arm. I reached down to try and heal her but she jumped away from me.

"Get away from me, witch," she spat.

A group of people were beginning to surround us gasping as they saw Maya' s arm.

I looked up and saw someone with golden hair.

No! I didn't want to see Liam's face as he saw that I had just hurt someone. Again.

I quickly got up with Alice's book in hand and started walking away I heard being called but ignored it. When I was almost out of the garden I took a chance and turned back.

I saw Liam help Maya get up and lead her to the infirmary.

I shook my head and ran to my dorm room.

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I was pacing in my room again. I all can think about what Liam will think. That Maya has started everything, call in me a witch over and over again.

I felt my skin get hot. The book I was holding was being squeezed tight in my hands. I was surprised when it crumpled to the ground in ashes.

My smoke somehow got out and burned Alice's book. I bent down and sat by the ashes. Great another thing ruined.

Alice found me like this minutes later. I didn't move when she sat next to me. 

"There you are! I was looking everywhere for you.

"Why," I said quietly.

"I heard what happened. And I want you to know I'm on your side. Maya should have never provoked you like that."

I smiled slightly.

She sighed, "Though I would have suggested to use words than powers. But I don't blame you."

I chuckled.

Alice looked down at the pile of ashes, "What's that?"

"Your book. I was freaking out and accidenlty burned it. Sorry."

She smiled, "It's okay I have copies.

I smiled, "Well that's great because I wanted to finish it.

Her eyes lit up, "You liked it?" I nodded.

"Hey, I was just about to go get those books you wanted. I can go alone though. I probably know the library better anyways."

I scooted closer to Alice and grabbed her hands. I looked at her and thought about how she was understanding and helpful in many situations since I've been here. 

"Alice can you do something for me?"

She nodded, "Sure, anything you need."

Well when she said that.

"I need you to get all the book about magical prisons you can find and bring them to the barn at the back of the school."

She looked confused, "The barn?" I nodded.

While I was walking earlier today, I saw the burn and saw that no one went there. It was vacant which made it perfect for what I was planning.

"Okay," Alice said wearily.

"Meet me there tonight at midnight and tell no one."

She nodded, "I won't tell anyone scouts honor." I had no idea what that meant but went along with it anyways.

Alice got up, "I'll see you at midnight then." She left the room.

It was noonish. There were still hours left till midnight. I had to pass time or I would sit and think about everything.

Right now thinking made my head hurt.

I got up and accidenlty kicked the pile of ashes. I pulled my smoke out and let it surround the pile. Seconds later it disappeared.

I turned and left the room.

Vera's been trapped in a black supernatural limbo for a 500 years. The only reason she was there in the first was because she was trying to save her sisters, who trapped in a prison of their own. She's finally out and finds that the world is a little different than she remembers. As she looks for answers she runs into a werewolf Liam, who's stuck in her mind no matter how many times she tries to get him out. Will she eventually free her sisters? Or will her love life get in the way of her one mission? (Oh and by the way she's a dragon.)

"I am sick of walking.", said Luis.

"Just keep on going.", said Luis
They keep walking for an hour to the chorus of the flute and they attain to a port with stairs.
"Ahh!!! So we have to make it through these stairs." said Luis.
"We have no new option." Scout replied.
They mounted the stairs and made it to the top, and they saw a colossal house from where the theme of the flute was blown. It encompassed the house facade with some bamboo's timber.
"I think we made it." said Luis.
"Yeah, we did" Scout said.
They went to the door of the house and Luis exclaimed, "Hey bitch, are you here."
"It's Witch" replied Scout.
"Ahh!! Sorry, Hey witch are you here", Luis Shouted.
"Who is it", someone said from inside of the house.
Then, someone opened the door, and it shocked Luis and Scout.
"Wait what you." Luis said.
It was the angel who gave Luis stone in the forest in the beginning.
"I know you would arrive here." said the angel.
"Come Inside."
They enter the house and the angel told them to sit in the chair.
"Mom, we have a new guest here." said the angel.
"What, is she your mom?" said Luis.
"Yeah, I am a daughter of Witch." Said angel.
The witch came in the room where Luis, Scout and that angel were sitting.
"So, you are the two about whom Ureil was talking about", said the Witch.
"So, your name is Ureil" said Luis to the angel.
"Yes, I am Ureil, the daughter of the witch", said the Angel.
"And what is your name bitc...."
Scout covered his mouth with his hand
"Witch, he means" Scout said.
"Circe", said witch.
"Aha! Sounds like Sexy, wait Sexy the Bitch." Luis laughed.
"It's Circe; you can pronounce it as Sarsi." Said Circe.
"I am sorry about him, he has a problem in pronunciations." Scout said to Circe.
"What?" Luis stared at him.
"Shut Up." Said Scout.
"And how did you make it here, I guess you got a lot of problems." Ureil asked.
"Nothing much, it was a pleasant journey." Said Luis.
"Wait, I can't hear it now." said Luis.
"Hear what?" Scout asked Scout.
"The tune of the flute." Said Luis.
"It can't be heard when you are inside this house. You only can hear it outside of the house. The tune prevents us from the wild Soul because they are affected by the tune. The air produces the tune when it passes through the bamboos on the outside of this house.
"Ah! I see now, How it works", said Luis.
"So, can you do some magic like 'Aabraa Kadaabraa' and turn myself into a mouse", asked Luis to Circe.
"Yes, I can but I can't again turned you to human, you want to see", said Circe.
"No, wait, I am just asking." said Luis.
Everyone laughed.
"So, why are you here", said Circe.
"We are here because we want to know about the black stone that Ureil had given us, I think it's damaged because it is not working." Said Luis.
"No, It isn't damaged, No stones will damage, If it reaches to its limit it will disappear, there are few things you need to know about.' said Circe.
"The Black Stone that you got is a Heart of the Black hole's Soul. You can only use it for once, but it's against the god Law. You will be going in hell if you use that. It helps in travelling the time, One who is dead and is in a purgatory or in a hell or in a heaven can be sent back to the life in any time.
But, it's taboo, you can't change the Law of god." said Circe.
"Ah, so can God use it", asked Luis.
"God can do whatever he wants, because he is the creator." said Circe.
"So, do you know how to use it." said Luis.
"You need a Crystal Case to use it, which is in the Ruins where the god lives." said Circe.
"Had anyone used this Black Stone." said Luis.
"I don't know about it." said Circe.
"All right, we will go to the Ruins now", said Luis.
"Why don't you live here for tonight", said Ureil.
"Because I got no time, I want to see my mother as soon as possible", said Luis.
"You both are staying here for today or I will take your Stones", said Ureil.
"Ah!!! Blackmail, Ok we are staying.", said Luis.
They talked about themselves until the evening. Luis described how he made upto here and why. Luis just described how a mother mean to him.
They had dinner, and Uriel showed them their room for tonight.
Luis and Scout got inside the room and they sleep in the same bed.
"I have to do it, I don't know what god will decide but Scout, please tell her everything if you meet her in heaven ", said Luis.
"How does it feel when you don't have a mother", said Scout.
"Loss of a mother can be the greatest emptiness of one's life which can not be filled or substituted. Knowing that I can never ever meet her is the greatest regret. The regret of all the times not spent with her. In a blink of an eye, everything can change, and hence we have compiled some of the best memorial quotes for mom with images", Luis said.
Scout asked again "How does it feel, when you have a mother, I mean having a mom with you?"
Luis replied " A mother is your first friend, your best friend, your forever friend. Mother is a verb. It's something you do. Not just who you are. Mothers are the people who know us the best and love us the most. A mother's love is the fuel that enables a normal human being to do the impossible. Mother's love is peace. It need not be acquired, it need not be deserved. For a mother is the only person on earth who can divide her love among 10 children and each child still have all her love. A mother is she who can take the place of all others but whose place no one else can take".
Scout Smiled, and he mumbled, "If I had a mother too".
"Everyone in the universe has a mother." said Luis.
"But I have no mother", said Scout.
" It's impossible, how did you even exist without mom", said Luis.
Scout didn't reply. He turned to another side and slept. Luis thought Scout had his reasons he is not talking about this.
"I can't even force him about his mother because it's his personal matter. Maybe he had a grave situation than mine but I am happy there is someone staying with me", Luis thought.
Luis turned off the Lamp, and he slept.
Frrrrrrr....
"Did you just fart." said Luis.
"No, I didn't." said Scout
"Don't lie, I heard it." Said Luis.
"You'd better sleep." said Scout.
Alright!!!!!.....................

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Jenna's POV

Today I woke up feeling so many different things. I'm excited over James' prom-posal and that kiss ... OMG!! I'm also anxious because I know we gotta have the talk with Shelby about her being a witch. 

I get up and get myself dressed. I hope she takes this as well as she did about our secret.  I was shocked she was so calm. She's gonna make a bombass Luna. 

I go over to Shelby's room to wake her up. I knock on her door and go in. Surprisingly she's already up.

"I expected you to be asleep." I said.

"I was so excited about witches that I couldn't hardly sleep at all." She beamed. She really is a ray of sunlight. 

"Well I guess so since all of your stories you read are coming to life now." I giggled.

"Hopefully your mom won't make us wait." She said.

"Hey! She's your mama too now." I said. I don't mind sharing her with Shelby.  Maybe Jackie but not Shelby. 

I hardly spent much time with Shelby growing up. Usually it was only when she came to visit Thomas at the pack house. 

Luna Lorraine, Thomas' mama, was so in love with Shelby. When she died 2 years ago from a rogue attack, while traveling to a pack we have an alliance with, I started spending more time with Shelby and my mama helped comfort Thomas and her.

We all love Shelby. I think we always knew she'd be special. Maybe Luna Lorraine could smell her witch too. Thomas use to tell her him and Shelby were getting married and she'd be the next Luna.

I think the love she showed Thomas and Shelby got to Liam. She didn't love or spoil him any less than Thomas, but Liam is greedy and destructive. After she died Alpha Theo, Thomas' dad, became angry and judgemental. 

"Hey girls. Sleep well?" My mama said knocking me out my thoughts. I didn't even realize we already walked downstairs. 

"Yes ma'am." Shelby said.

"Call me mama too if you want." Mama told her. 

"Told ya she likes you more." I giggled to her.

"Ok mama." Shelby giggled.

"Let's eat breakfast and we'll start today's fun surprise." Mama told her. 

Shelby's POV

After breakfast we gathered in the living room. I'm so excited. I couldn't hardly sleep much last night because of all my thoughts.

There was a knock at the door. Jenna opened it blushing. I figured it had to be the boys or at least James. Both the guys walked in and into the living room.

"Are you ready for the 'big reveal' for today?" James asked making air quotes.

James sat beside Jenna on the opposite couch and Thomas came to sit beside me. He took my hand in his and my insides shivered from excitement. I'm never going to get over this feeling.

"Jenna told me last night." I said.

"I thought we were all gonna wait till we were together to tell her we think she's a witch." Thomas growled at her. I gasped.

"I just said it was about witches. She was excited and anxious. I was gonna let mama tell her she was a witch." Jenna hollered at him.

Thomas stiffened instantly and turned towards me. I was in shock now.

"Well ... Surprise!" James chuckled. "Way to go Thomas." 

Thomas looked panicked. I smiled and he relaxed some. "I'm sorry. Are you ok? Do you hate me?"

I gasped and squeezed his hand. "How could I hate you?" I asked him. Here goes nothing ... "I've been in love with you since 3rd grade." I blurted out before my nerve to do it vanished. 

Jenna giggled and the boys gasped. I felt so embarrassed but I couldn't move. My face was hot.

"Since you confessed I will too. I feel the same. I have been drawn to you since I first laid eyes on you." Thomas said.

I think I'm still dreaming. Maybe I died. I'm pretty sure my heart just stopped.

"Breathe Shelby." I heard Jenna's voice cut through. 

"Well you just broke her." James laughed. "She's not moving. Funny you'd think werewolves and witches would've scared her more than your love confession."

"Shut up." Thomas said rolling his eyes.

"Ok. Who's ready to get started?" Reneé asked walking into the living room.

"Kinda past that point, mama. Thomas blurted it out and then they confessed their love." Jenna told her. "You are late to this party."

"Shelby are you ok?" Reneé asked me.

"Thomas broke her. She's more shocked by his confession than possibly being a witch." James snickered.

"Oh. I see." Reneé nodded. "Shelby pull it together girl we need to talk."

Reneé snapped me out of my thoughts. Thank goodness because I was already thinking of wedding ideas.

"What do you need to know?" I asked.

"Well to figure out if you are a witch we need to figure out your story, genetically speaking." Reneé said. I nodded. "I'm pretty positive your mother is human so you must have got it from your dad. Males can carry the gene but only females are witches."

"I don't know much about him since he died when I was young." I stated. "And my mom cut me off from his family."

Reneé nodded. A saddened expression on her face. "What was his name? Maybe I can go off that."

"Damien Alexander Bane" I said.

Reneé's expression was confusing. She looked like she'd seen a ghost. 

"What's wrong mama?" Jenna asked. "Do you know that name?"

Reneé took a deep breath. " Is your grandma by any chance Della Alexandra Bane?"

"Yes." I nodded. Still confused and now anxious. 

"Mama?" Jenna had anxiety in her voice as well.

"Give me a few hours and we will meet back here at 3pm." Reneé said getting out the chair. I looked at the clock on the wall. 9am. 

We all agreed. I don't know what is going on. I guess if she knows my grandmother than I really am a half breed.

"What was that all about?" James said softly. 

"I don't know but I'm guessing Shelby's grandmother is a well known witch." Thomas said.

--- Well this weekend has been insane. First werewolves now witches. Thomas and me dating and now confessing our love. My head is dizzy. ---



Rio's Secret
The anti-magic sun fled Keele's barrel and hit Ace like a truck. The force smashed his back against the wall and he fell the ground. The orange light enveloped him like a fire able to burn but not kill. It ate at his energy, so he fell limp as a noodle, rolling around and crying out as, he horridly realized, a caught witch would do. His skin went pale. His mouth dried. Dark tunnels swallowed his vision. He lay flat on his back, staring at the flickering torchlight against the ceiling.
Keele leaned over, now blocking the ceiling from his line of sight, and laughed mockingly. 
"Keele . . ." Ace spoke soft and frail. "How could you?"
Keele pouted at him and leaned close. "It was pretty easy once you gave us the stone, actually." Us? Ace thought.
She reached her hand down and grabbed him by his shirt collar. She carried him further up the stairs and through a set of double doors, dragging him behind her. She dragged him through a dark hall, then up a few more stairs which led to a trapdoor. She burst the trapdoor open to the City Watch Room and threw Ace over. He smacked down on the hardwood floor, unable to protect his fall as the anti-magic straight jacket pinned his arms to his side.
The room was a cylinder of glass, overlooking the Gathara skyline covered in a dark smoke. George and Ihana sat in hover chairs, fidgeting with holograms projecting from the large glass window. Sebastian stood behind them, running the operation, and turned when he heard the thump of Ace landing on the ground, then went to help Keele up from the trapdoor.
"I found our mole," Keele said as Sebastian pulled her to the surface.
Ace tried to speak, but the anti-magic weakened his voice to a whisper. "She's lying. It's her. She's a witch!"
"Good job, Keele!" Sebastian said. "I was worried we wouldn't be able to find him."
Ace noticed a horrifying thing on the hologram windows. A webcam. The kind of webcam the elite used when they needed to communicate to each other in the field. Behind this webcam were Julie and Tamara Peppercorn tied up in an anti-magic cocoon just like Ace, weakened and pale. But even worse. Just in front of them stood the filthy drake himself.
"Great work, Keele!" Rio said from behind the screen. "Sebastian, I can't express how sorry I am that I doubted you. I fell for the parcel's deception. I failed you."
"We've got him now," Sebastian said. "That's all that matters."
"What of the brother?" George said as he turned to face Sebastian and Keele.
"He's on his way to the cellar as we speak," Keele said. 
Cameron! Ace thought. No!
Sebastian turned to face Ace on the ground. His eyes dark and telling. The Interim Halder stepped slowly toward the boy, then leaned to face him eye to eye. Ace shivered.
"I have to admit, you nearly had me fooled," Sebastian said. "Marty's letter . . . your 'immunity' with the witches." He used finger quotes. "Your so-called skill in the simulations. And, being twelve?" Sebastian chuckled lightly and buried his face in his hands in a self-loathing manner. He lifted his head again to face the boy. "It was brilliant. You are brilliant. Using the witches in the cellar as your slaves to make them not attack you. Make you seem like you had Marty's gift. And you almost did it. You almost infiltrated the government Marty Halder established. You almost made the first step toward bringing down the last stand against the council. But you failed. And the council failed." 
Ace tried to refute, but dizziness took him. The tunnels closed further in. He could hardly tell dream from reality. All he could utter were the faint and desperate whispers. "Keele's the witch. Rio's the parcel. You have the wrong guy. Save my family, please! Save my family!"
Sebastian leaned an ear to Ace, then stood. "He's mumbling gibberish. Better get him to the cellar before the anti-magic swallows him whole."
"But, sir," Keele interjected, "isn't he a bit dangerous to be kept alive?"
"Take him to the cellar for now," Sebastian said as he turned to face
Ace. "I've got a special punishment for this parcel."
The rest of their conversation drifted to mumbling and babbling as Ace's consciousness began to slip from him. But one thought passed through his mind before the tunnels closed. A thought which likely triggered his passing to darkness. For the truth of it weighed on him as hopelessness and failure. All was lost.
Rio is the parcel. And I gave him the Emerson Stone.
END OF BOOK ONE




A witch’s most powerful tool isn’t magic, it’s deception.

Since witches only exist in fairy tales, Ace Halder never put much thought into the matter. But when he discovers a mysterious stone entrenched in myth on his grandfather’s ancient ship, he’s forced to confront the lies he was raised to believe.

Not only are they real, they’re taking over the world one wicked deed at a time. Now only one thing can stop them. The Emerson Stone.

Ace is faced with a choice. Run and hide? Or risk everything at one last chance to save Yutara.

￼

I turned around , finding Lucas sitting on his bed. Though hate to admit it he was looking damn hot , but resting that aside I shook my head and came back to senses.

"Hasn't anyone told you not to go barging in other peoples houses?"
"Well hasn't anyone told you not to go around biting people?"

He smirks and turns around.
"You know your in a werewolfs house right?"
"Umm...now I know"
"And I can hurt you or kill you whenever I wish"
"Well..what can I say I won't be an easy prey" I said smirking.
"Lets see about that"
He got down on the floor and looked down...and started growling. He looked at me again his eyes changed colour to yellow golden and they were extremely beautiful.
I took a deep breath getting ready to fight.

Jenns POV....

I was walking back and forth holding my hands to each another. Taking deep breaths.Is she in danger? Did she find what she was Looking for? Did someone find her? Is she running? Then suddenly heard a growling like animal from the house.

"Maybe this is the right time to go inside and help"
I took step forward but a man came flying from the window and fell on the ground hardly.
"Or maybe not" I mummbled to myself and took a step back..

"That may have hurt" whispered 
He looked back growling. I turned around not facing him.

He bit his lower lips grunted and jumped high in the sky and went inside the room.
And voices started coming , banging on wall, things crashing, thing breaking and once again he came flying down to the ground.
And once again
And once again.
I went back to my bike and sat and process continued...

Few moments later.
The voices stoped. Stella came at the window...
"Jenn come up now."
I smiled and ran upwards in the house to the room.
The room was in total mess. Lucas's head was bleeding.As soon as I was about to say to bring a medicine kit. His wound healed it self.
"Holy shit" In total shock , I looked at Stella she sighed and shrugged.

"So what do you want to know?"he said in an annoying tone.
"Everything about you..."he looked up to me with his eyebrows up
"About your species dumbass"
Stella chuckled
He got up and sat up on the bed
"I'm Lucas Garcia, and as you can guess I'm a werewolf , and your friend there is also one now."

"Oh God....I didn't realised that I already knew it....now how about you tell something thats called IMPORTANT"
Lucas gave me a look like he was just about to slash my head off....
But then the last thing he want is to be again thrown out of the window.
So he continued speaking.
"She should be dead by now with the bite, but she is alive so one thing is sure that Many werewolves are coming to get her."

Stellas POV... 

I steeped forward
"And WHY are you so sure I was going to die?"
"Cause you are a witch , and THAT wolf bit you because of it, so that you can die, but surprisingly you didn't and even turned into one, so you are a special case."

I sighed,
"Sorry to disappoint you but I'm not a witch" I said with finger quotes 

"Oh really then how are you able to make me fly in the sky with so much strength"
"Thats telekinesis, smartass , Its a psychic ability I have developed"
"Oh then sorry to disappoint YOU, psychic are also one of the supernatural but kind of scientific beings they have a powerful mind and they also get powers from moon and other planets just like witches and other supernatural beings do and so you are able to do this , and also they are able to talk to spirits like witches and foretell future or tell your past and also present. The witches are just more gifted in doing spells because of their inner strength and powers and also a pyschic may also dies with a werewolf bite."

After that long explanation , I was not able to utter a word. He actually told me everything that I already knew but I was still annoyed by the fact that many more are going to come after me. I took a step back but started feeling dizzy and everything started spinning.

Jenn looked at me.
"Stella your nose is bleeding "
She said worriedly.
I touched my nose and there was blood with that I fainted right on the floor.

A psychic, a normal high school girl, that kept her abilities a secert from almost eyeryone even her family..

 One night exploring the forest with her friend was bit by an alpha...she was a rare case...she was special...

an omega, a lonely wolf with an messed up past helped her , trained her, fought with her, stood beside her in her hard times.

Her best friend helped her through, they panned together, had fun together but never left each other...

A hunter who sided with them in their fights...there were suspicions, diagreement, their differences but he sided with just.

there were many things coming after her and many going to come in future...but she swore to fight with them..she had her friends beside her...her own pack.

The alpha that is after her his pack full of powerful were wolves....how will the fight result in will she survive or get caught

This journey is dangerous, but full of love ,mystries and also supernatural powers.

"Hattie, what am I?" Erin looked back and forth between the demon and the hag. She blinked several times to get her eyesight back to normal. She wanted to see the human again and not the demon. After losing her focus and telling her mind not to see the true forms and to have Elizabet return to her magicked form...the form that appeared like any regular human.
Erin opened her eyes and thought to herself, finally she saw the Elizabet that she was used to seeing. The human Elizabet.
Elizabet took a step closer to Erin and put her hand gently on the girl's shoulder. Elizabet was glad when the girl did not flinch at her touch (she recalled how Erin had reacted to Cicely when she had accidentally seen her true Gorgon form). "My true form wasn't too scary for you?"
Erin managed a small smile to benefit the demon. "No, I'm starting to get used to all this crazy stuff." She said with a little laugh in order to keep herself from crying or more likely going insane. "Hattie. What. Am. I?"
"You are a Seer." Hattie simply answered.
"A seer? I can see past the spells and see peoples true faces?"
"Yes, but so much more than that."
Erin soon let a wide grin encompass her face. "Do I have like super awesome powers like Elizabet with seduction or Heather with her nightmares?"
Hattie choked out a laugh and tried to maintain a straight face. "I'm sorry, nothing quite like that."
"So, I'm basically useless?"
Ha Ha Ha, "far from it."
"Seer's are unique to the mythological world. They are not quite human and they are not truly part of the mythological world either. Seer's like succubi can only be women. However, unlike succubi there is no male equivalent. Seer's are quite powerful, but they do not have powers in the way that I as a witch has or Elizabet or Heather or any of the other members of the coven. But Seer's abilities surpass even mine for what they are capable of."
"There used to be a total of five family of Seers. But, one by one they were obliterated because of their power and the things they could see. I had my thoughts that you may be one, but I thought they were long dead. The seer gene is unique in there there can only be one person with the seer gene in the family at a time. Sometimes the 'gene' skips generations and that is what I suspect happened to you."
Erin scrunched her brows in thought but didn't say anything. Instead she waited patiently for Hattie to continue her story. She wouldn't burden her with questions until the end and only if she still had questions that remained unanswered.
Hattie took a deep breath and as expected she continued her story. "I suspect that a long time ago when the families where being murdered a child was hidden away, a distant relative of yours. The gene went dormant to protect itself and it's line."
"Actually I don't know why I am telling you this."
"What?!" Erin interrupted, "what do you mean by that?"
"You can 'see' it for yourself. You could also see what if wrong with the boy and Heather. While we can see only part of the picture. You would be able to see the entire picture."
"And tell me, how exactly in the Hell am I supposed to see it for myself?!"
"Use your bloody ability." Elizabet shrugged her shoulders answering offhandedly.
Erin tilted her head and put her hand on her hips and let out a frustrated sigh. She impatiently tapped her foot letting out another sigh. She thought about her newly found out ability...she knew nothing about it!! Erin shrugged her shoulders and for good measure (and something she wasn't even cognizant of) she let out another sigh. "I don't know, I mean...for Elizabet I just squinted and concentrated really hard. But, she was in front of me. A history I've never seen...how in the bloody hell am I going to "see" (Erin used her fingers to emphasize quotes) something i've never seen before. How can I find out about Matthew or Heather...I wasn't even in the room!"
Hattie shook her head slightly. "I'm not entirely sure. I mean, I know you have the ability, but I have only met a seer once...a long long long time ago. We never had the opportunity to discuss how she did what she did."
"Then how did you figure out I would be able to "see" (again, using air quotes to emphasize the word) Elizabet's true form?"
"You accidentally managed to see Cicely's true form. If you could do it accidentally, I knew if you tried you could do it purposefully." Hattie turned her attention to Heather and then the boy. She glanced at the clock before turning her attention back to Erin. "The day certainly got away from us! We still have your initiation to the Coven at Midnight, that is of course if you still want to join us." Hattie bit her lip and asked. "Why don't you try two of the three things to see. Try the boy-"
"Matthew." Erin interrupted.
"Yes, Matthew and Heather. The other, learning more about the history of Seer's we can do after you initiation. I suspect the coven will be able to assist you in your journey and understanding what it means to be a Seer. Sound good?"

Erin nodded and her eyes shifted between Heather and Matthew. Who should she begin with? She was about to voice her concern when Hattie answered her unvoiced question. 
"Why don't you start with Heather. I suspect she will be easier."
"You haven't shown any concern the entire time?"
"That is because when she exerts too much energy, she passes out. This is no different from the few other times. The only odd thing is that it should not have caused her to drain that much energy. She will wake soon enough."
Erin walked across the room. Slowly putting one foot in front of the other. When she finally reached her she took a deep breath. Her her hand on Heather's head and closed her eyes.

EXCERPT:
Emmeline watched Matthew leave. He left with his girlfriend and their friends. As she watched the limousine turn out of the circle drive and head to the gates she could feel her heart breaking. Her hands formed fists at her side, wishing she wasn't feeling this tidal wave of emotions.

She wanted to scream and cry and pull her hair out. He wanted to chase after him and tell him to stop and not to go. Emmeline knew this was the beginning of the end. He was a man, he would make his way in the world. His world would get bigger, while hers would remain the same small bubble.

Emmeline wanted to call out to him, to call him back. That she didn't want him leaving with that girl. But it wasn't fair. He was alive, she was dead. He needed to be with his own kind.

Emmeline called out in pain.

BA-DUM

BA-DUM

Emmeline clutched at her heart,  She was sure of it, how could she forget the feeling of a beating heart. She waited to hear it again, to feel it again.

BA-DUM

He heartbeat was irregular at first and then it sped up. This couldn't be possible could it?

BA-DUM, BA-DUM, BA-DUM and as her heartbeat fell into a regular rhythm Emmeline fell to the floor, unconscious.

***

Somewhere on the other side of the world, an overweight man sat in a chair fooling around on his phone, when he heard something unfamiliar, silence the pendulum was no longer swinging. He walked over to the map and the still pendulum. He smiled to himself, "I found you."



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Emmeline the girl frozen in time, is Matthew the boy that will save her?

Emmeline was stuck and each day at the Octagon House was the same. She didn't recall her death or her life setting her apart from most of the dead.

Matthew ended up at the Octagon House by a series of tragic events and came under the care of the ghosts residing at the home. He grew up as normal as one could when being raised by the dead.

Happily devouring a substantial breakfast, she heard the conversation unfolding around the table. The matter they were discussing was alarming enough to bring together three opposing forces in the same place and time.
Her first reaction was fear, then surprise came, shortly after it was fear again and finally she was so enraged that the wolf had growled at her to calm down.
Both, Melida and the Magician, had very delicately suggested that she come out, that the subject would only hurt her pregnant sensibilities. After an icy look both, witch and wizard, -which led the wolf to snort with amusemen- kept their opinions to themselves.
She attacked, fury boiling her blood over the poor breakfast dishes. The others continued their strategic discussion with studied indifference and as if there were not a very pregnant woman carving her anger over a piece of undercooked meat, which after the first moment of disgust had looked and smelled too palatable for her senses.
The more she listened, the more she understood about Garo's origins, about the horrors of his birth, and the reason behind the cub's anxiety.
"So, any ideas about our mastermind?" The witch's voice was heard, both the Wizard and the monster shook their heads negatively.
The wizard scratched his head with a frustrated sigh, narrowing his eyes from he acknowledged. "I have no idea, Aodhan said he had a way to get into the organization, but so far he hasn't contacted me, not only that his Locator signature disappeared from the Regiment's radars. I do not know if it is something that he has done or something that has been done to him. None of my spies have found information on any new powers in the Crimson Nether worlds, for all intents and purposes nothing has changed. Of course, we also check the old ones, but they are cleaner than the as... "He gave her an apologetic look before continuing. "They are cleaner than many ladies I know."
Askeladd growled at him and the wizard looked away looking exasperated, but he seemed to be sticking to his own advice. The wolf frowned with the kind of expression a martyr would have having completed a particularly unpleasant task. "I have stalked every filthy bar in town and found nothing but loose scraps, but nothing in particular."
Looking up, she thoughtfully studied the three-dimensional map before her. Her eyes raced over the notes on the table, her attention to the contents of the notes. "You yourselves are closing the roads." She murmured to herself, looking thoughtful. Then she bristled as every gaze on the table nailed her, provoking a certain level of irritation. " What? I am not a monster, a witch or a wizard, but ... I don't need any to have a brain and the ability to analyze simple facts."
"What are you talking about?" it was Melida who asked her. Everyone seemed to be interested in one way or another. The magician's expression was condescending like that of an adult facing a child who thinks he knows everything, Melida's expression, on the other hand, was one of pure curiosity, as if wondering what kind of idea she could have conceived that more powerful and ancient creatures than her might have missed. Askeladd was the only one truly interested in what he had to say.
For some reason she was not surprised, an instinct in her told her that he was the only one who would really protect her back.
"All roads lead to the Forest." She murmured under her breath, for some reason one of her teacher's favorite quotes came to mind. That earned her a look from the wolf and the witch, however she ignored them then she continued. "Why does it have to be someone new? Why does it have to be from the nether worlds? Couldn't it just be someone normal whose evil side was unknown? The best place to hide something is in plain sight."
This gave them something to ponder. Well, she gulped down a new bite of meat.
"It is not a bad idea, however, we would have to analyze all the inhabitants of the city." Bran sighed shortly after.
She cocked her chin, then counted on her fingers. "One is a fenrir with the resources of the forest, another the high commander of dozens of magicians knights under his charge and the last one a Witch, who of all things can make the spirits please their smallest whims, do you mean that your are insufficient?"
Looking thoughtful, Melida drummed her fingers on the wood. "That is not a problem, Bran. I can always summon various spirits from the air. It would take a couple of days to hear the whispers of hundreds of human beings, but in time they would succeed. There is nothing that breathes that can escape the air."
Do you see that? She wanted to roll her eyes, they just had to consider all the options than to plunge into a few. As her teacher says, a plant has more than one use. Therefore, a situation has more than one answer. However, she was too busy with the portion of meat melting in her mouth to say anything. So she let the opportunity pass. Who would have thought that the wolf could cook so well?
Talking about the devil...
"Not a bad idea, but we have another option on the table." Askeladd commented grunting for once.
The witch raised her eyebrows and with a sarcastic smile she exhorted. "I'm all ears."
"I don't know the mastermind, but 'he' could easily find the half-caste farms."
Now the witch scowled at him. "You aren't suggesting bringing Soren back, are you?"
Who was Soren? She wondered herself, but she didn't interrupt, instead she cleaned the plate and proceeded to finish the jug of fresh milk. Over the edge she met the wizard's curious eyes, she shrugged at the silent question in them. No, she had no idea who they were talking about.
"Admit it, with his ability to track down places of resentment, hurt, and anger it will be a lot easier." The wolf and the witch continued arguing.
"Did you forget what he did?" Melida sounded angry and the power tense the atmosphere was good proof of that.
For a second she felt suffocated, her oppressive energy pressing on her nerves as she threatened to crush her lungs. He was there the next second, his magic creating a warm protective bud around her. Breathing became easy after this. She rubbed her throat and inhaled the sweetest of breaths. Who knew the air tasted so good?
"Witch." The deep snarl of the wolf made the witch's power pay attention for a second, and then reconsider. This disappeared shortly after.
"My apologies." The witch snorted and poor Bran coughed.
"Now I know why they keep us in different corners of the board." He complained, coughing. "Damn, remember not to crush the human."
The witch frowned. "I am human too."
"No way ... You are a monster." For the first time, monster and human spoke in unison and sharing the same conviction. They both looked at each other, but for once there were no growls between the two.
Melida shot Sascha a look, a look she matched with a 'agree with the two violent idiots in the room.'
"Hmm. Well." She cleared her throat. "However, I think it is a bad idea to bring Soren."
"Why?"
"Aside from the fact that he's still serving his sentence, have you already forgotten what he did?"
Askeladd shrugged. "It was no worse than my own actions."
"You were justified." Melida countered with what seemed like a very old argument.
"He is the same." Object. "I'm not telling you to grant his an amnesty, Witch... a temporary pardon will suffice."
Melida threw her hands up in the air, giving up. "Well, a temporary reprieve with permission to remove the divine suppressor, when we finish his powers will be sealed again and he will return to the ass of the world where he was hiding."
Melida stopped, she seemed to have a new thought in mind. A slow, foreboding smile tugged at her lips shortly after. Sascha felt the wolf beside her bristle in alarm and even she sensed the cunning malice on Melida's features. The feeling worsened when she rubbed her hands in anticipation before standing up. "Fine, as you wish."
"Do you know the whereabouts of Soren?" he asked her and there was caution in the wolf's tone of voice, because he knew that expression and had suffered from it more than once.
Melida's gaze swept over Sascha, her smile getting bigger. "Hmp. This will be interestingly fun, so don't complain wolf."
After these prophetic words the witch left the basement. She didn't seem concerned about leaving both the wizard and the fenrir alone in the heart of her territory.
Although she don't think it matters either. She sighed inwardly, sensing the existence of countless traps and magic mines. A single leg out of place and the place will be lit up with fireworks. She rubbed her belly with a satisfied gesture and half drowsily leaned against the wolf.
"Those words sounded suspicious, fenrir. If she had told me, I would have been running for a long time." Jade suddenly moved and left her privileged place in Sascha's hair.
The sudden movement of the pixie sent the surprised human to the ground. Looking embarrassed, the wizard stood up, under the disdainful gaze of the pixie. "And you call yourself a magician? I pity the humans who have your protection."
"I was surprised, I had not perceived her at all."
Jade gestured dismissively. "Of course not. The glamor of my race is almost impenetrable, a mere human would not decipher it."
Bran opened his mouth to reply, however, the sudden arrival of the witch interrupted him. An old man, but still in good shape, accompanied the witch. The man's eyes lit up as he absorbed the scene, his eyes lingering on a sleepy Sascha. Then he charged in the direction of the wolf.
Askeladd got up. "Sor ..." his jaw cracked as he received the full weight of anger from the other man's fist.
The sound he made was powerful enough to echo through the basement, freezing both the human and the pixie. Sascha, who was instantly awakened by the noise, looked up, her emerald eyes flickering over the newcomer and then lighting up from the inside out.
Without a second thought she lunged at the newcomer, taking everyone except the witch by surprise. "Master."
Melida laughed at the wolf's expression. "I told you not to regret it."


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She was a human, blessed by an unusual talent. Abandoned by her parents at a very young age she does not know what trust is, let alone love. 

He was a monster, an evil predator, dangerous and older than earth with substantial amounts of power between his claws.

She wanted love, family, and affection. He just wanted peace, so he met her.

They were two different beings from two different worlds with a single destiny. 

Will they make it work?

...The wolf studied the barrier with chilling attention. Sascha watched the monster's actions with caught breath as it raked its claws over the invisible power barrier and a shower of sparks dripped onto the ground.
"You promised." He accused him and despite the distance, the wolf's ears twitched. The wolfish head fell and the creature stopped trying to break through the barrier, with a reluctant expression he looked at her without moving.
She had been heard. She should be relieved, instead she felt...

Arth recovered about thirty minutes later and when he woke up, he was completely clear of scars. However, he was not clear of visitors.

"GRYFFINDOR! GRYFFINDOR!"

"ARTH! YOU ARE ALIVE!"

"KEK!"

"Er, Scarlett. I think you are choking Arth-"

"Oh- sorry."

"Ooh! I thought that it was him and Luna who were dating?"

"Idiot! Shhhh. They haven't progressed that far yet."

"What? But I thought-"

"Shhhh!"

"GRYFFINDOR!"

"Haha, Arth managed to survive a dragon, yet somehow almost dies to a girl."

Arth felt as though he had heard something ridiculous but chose to ignore it. Instead, he narrowed his eyes at Scarlett and gave her a nasty look.

"Are you sure you aren't of the constrictor family?"

Scarlett tilted her head in confusion.

"But I am of the Constrictor family?"

Arth sighed.

Well that explains why Scarlett was so touchy with him. And why she liked to curl around his arm.

Arth yawned and stretched out his arms before taking a look around.

Harry, Ron, Scarlett, a bunch of Gryffindors and a bunch of Ravenclaws were staring at him.

The Gryffindors seemed to be in a cheerful mood while Harry and Ron glances at him with worried glances.

Scarlett was right by his side looking like a faithful wife.

"So, Arth, are you ok?"

"You ok mate?"

"Are you hurt? Do you want me to kill that bitch of a dragon?"

Arth gave a weak laugh.

"I'm ok, although, I did lose a bit of self confidence."

Ron gave him a disbelieving look.

"What? Why? You turned into a fucking dragon!"

"I'm last place. Plus, the dragon idea was a very stupid idea."

"IT WAS BLOODY AMAZING MATE!"

"And terribly inefficient. I shoulda summoned a broom or something."

"ITS A DRAGON FOR FUCK SAKES ARTHUR! A DRAGON! YOU ARE FUCKING BADASS!"

Arth shrugged.

"It was cool, but a real 'genius' would've done something simpler. I don't know why I turned into a dragon. I had so many options so why did I become a dragon? Was it because I was nervous? Was it because I was excited? Maybe because I was to entrapped with the beauty of Saphira? Well most of my other options involve me hurting the other dragon so I guess it was the correct call to become a dragon. Then again, I did harm Saphira with my teeth and claws-"

Scarlett stopped Arth and glared at him with narrowed eyes.

"Who is Saphira?"

Arth rolled his eyes.

"Saphira is the Alaskan Sapphire I fought against. We sorta exchanged names while we were fighting."

Ron sighed.

"Did you seduce her as well?"

Arth blanked out.

"Huh? I just challenged her."

"Well to me, it looked like you were trying to mate. Well that's good, Scarlett would've been sad-AHHHG!"

Scarlett had grabbed Ron by the neck and lifted him up.

"Shut up Ron."

"YES MA'AM!"

"Never talk again."

"OF COURSE!"

"Shut up. No one told you to speak."

It was only after Ron nodded his head several times did Scarlett release Ron from her grip.

Ron fell to the floor clutching his neck before sending Arth a pitiful gaze.

Arth sent back a look of sympathy.

 He could understand what Ron was feeling to a personal level.

Suddenly, a witch appeared out of no where and grabbed Arth's hand.

It was Rita Skeeter. She was wearing acid-green robes today; the Quick-Quotes Quill in her hand blended perfectly against them.

"Congratulations, Arth!" she said, beaming at him. "I wonder if you could give me a quick word? How you felt facing that dragon? How you feel now, about the fairness of the scoring?"

"Yeah, you can have a word," said Harry savagely. "Good-bye."

Rita Skeeter narrowed Her eyes at Harry before disappearing out of the tent.

Arth raised an eyebrow at Harry.

"Why'd you chase her off like that?"

Harry frowned.

"I never really liked her."

Ron nodded in agreement.

"She is a lying witch. Plus she took pictures of you earlier."

Arth raised an eyebrow.

"When?"

"While you were sleeping. Scarlett chases her off."

Bagman poked his head into the tent and beamed when he saw Arth.

"Oh! So you are up! Come on Arth! We need to get going."

Arth sighed and got up before waving bye at his friends.

When Arthur reentered the tent, everything somehow looked quite different now: friendly and welcoming.

Fleur, Cedric, and Krum all came in together. Cedric grinned at Arth when he saw him.

"Good one, Arthur."

"And you," said Arthur, grinning back.

"Sick Dragon."

"Thanks, I tried my best."

"Well done, all of you!" said Ludo Bagman, bouncing into the tent and looking as pleased as though he personally had just got past a dragon. "Now, just a quick few words. You've got a nice long break before the second task, which will take place at half past nine on the morning of February the twenty-fourth - but we're giving you something to think about in the meantime! If you look down at those golden eggs you're all holding, you will see that they open. . . see the hinges there? You need to solve the clue inside the egg - because it will tell you what the second task is, and enable you to prepare for it! All clear? Sure? Well, off you go, then!"

Arth sighed.

I guess this is the start of the second task.

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