“Yes, that’s right,” I nodded my head. Trying to convince myself I was strong enough to do this. “I’m leaving you! You’re hateful and abuse me! I deserve better than you!” Kind of…
    “You’re really going to leave me, Erik? But what about all the fun we had together?” He took another step toward me. I cringed, stop being so afraid, I sternly told myself.
    “Fun for te maybe. All I’ve gained from this relationship was these,” I stuck out my arm and pointed to my face. He only looked at me and shook his head.
    “I...

**4 years later...**

"Are we there yet?" Hollis asked.

"Almost," Blake said.

"You're excited to see Aunt Dezzie, aren't you?" I asked, turning around in the passenger sede, sedile of our car. Hollis grinned eagerly from the backseat. Even though Desiree is six years older than her, they still get along well. Desiree enjoys watching over Hollis, and playing with her niece.

We were driving out to Dad's house for Christmas. The whole town was covered in a thick blanket of snow, and it was still falling. We soon came up to the driveway. Blake got Hollis out of her car seat, and she ran up the sidewalk to Grandma...

Hollis was definitely a handful. But I loved her anyways. I never thought I'd have kids. At all. When I was younger, I'd always thought kids were annoying, gross, whiny, and a bunch of other non-enjoyable things. Sure, it was kind of annoying that I could barely get any sleep, but it wasn't Hollis' fault. She was just a baby. Even when I was sixteen and Desiree had been born, sure I thought she was cute. But I could've never seen myself having kids of my own.

Things have changed.

Hollis is now my whole world, along with Blake. Blake is everything and anything I could ask for in a husband. Hollis...

Celeste's POV

Huff... Huff... I think... I Lost her for good.. I sat exhausted on the fuchsia colored Amore sede, sedile in the living room. Thoughts raced through my mind that seemed like 800-mph! "Celeste? Honey, why do te look so pooped out?" I looked up, it was Aunt Natalie, with her mellow look. "Ah, yeah I.. Never-mind, i-its nothing!" She tilted her head, I guess I just made it più suspicious.. She came and sat down successivo to me. "C'mon sweetie, te can tell auntie anything!" She petted my head gently. Aunt Natalie was always a lot nicer than my mother, shes never too hard on me, and she really...

Angel's POV

BAM!! I quickly shut the Come d’incanto door to the wizard lair. My breath is running away from me as I did before. "Woah! Whas'up with you?" Not now Tyler!!! "Nothing! Absolutamente nada!" Did I just speak Spanish those two last words? "It seems like something is up. C'mon. Tell Tyler everything te know." Why is he trying to comfort me? I hug onto my month-older brother. "Well, I ran into a Witch in the for-" Tyler quickly pushes me very hard away from him. "YOU WHAT?!?" Do I have to repeat it? "I. Met. A. Witch. In. The. Woods." I think I clarified that enough! "I can't believe this!!...

Angel's POV

All of my life, it's been pretty much very normal. With school, home, and learning some new spells. As a wizard myself, we have to keep our gift, a secret. There's nothing worse than confronting a witch. Ohh...! Just thinking about those ogres gives me the chills! The magical setting in our family wizard lair is deep in a closet. To tell te the truth, it's rather large! If te open my closet door (which is the entrance to the wizard lair) it will just be a normal clothing closet. But if te cast a certain spell on it, the closet is now the wizard lair. My dad, Miguel is the full...

I brought Hera and Desiree home the successivo morning. Hera begged me not to tell Dad and Kara what really happened last night. For a moment, I considered just telling them the truth. At least they'd make sure it never happened again. But then I stopped. It was just one time, right?

"Only if te promise to never do it again," I warned. She nodded quickly.

"I won't. I promise."

"Fine," I sighed. "Besides, I'm not the one you'll need to convince to keep her mouth shut." Both of us turned to Desiree. She smiled evilly.

"Please, Dezzie. Don't say anything. I'll get te a My Little pony if te do, ok?"...

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Regen wusch die Gräue von tana, den Fenstern und ließ sie über tana, den Asphalt ergießen.
Klamm schien die Luft, die unter der Last des Nebels unangenehm warm war, einem Nebel, der die Stadt in ein Gewirr von Spinnweben und Unkenntlichkeit hüllte.
All das, und ein fortwährendes leises Gemurmel füllten tana, den Hintergrund des Geschehens.
Im Mittelpunkt saß ein Mann, gebeugt, mit dem Rücken zur Fensterseite gedreht, auf einem feuchten Holzstuhl und ergab sich seiner introspektiven Wahrnehmung.
Obwohl er seinen Blick nicht hob, schien es ihm, als beobachte er die Menschenmassen,...

I ran down the pathway, my long blond ponytail whipping me in the face each time I checked to see how far I was ahead of Brandon. He was still far away, and Mommy and Daddy were even farther behind.

"Irina! Mommy and Daddy detto not to go too far!" Brandon complained. I stopped in my tracks, and groaned.

"We're not too far! I can still see 'em," I said. Brandon pouted, not satisfied. I sighed. "Fine. We'll wait for them." Finally, after waiting forever, Daddy and Mommy finally caught up to us. I ran up to them, and Dad put his arm on my shoulder. Brandon held Mommy's hand. Mommy smiled at the...

It was three o’clock on a Friday and the campana, bell had finally rung for school to be out for the weekend. I hurriedly shoved my libri in my book bag and headed for the door ready to be out of school.
“Oh wait, Alisa could te come here for a quick second,” my English teacher, Mrs. Thompson asked. I turned around wishing I could be out this school. She was a very tall and light skinned lady, in her mid-thirties. She had long stringy black hair and big brown eyes. te would probably think she was a retired model. I quickly went to her scrivania, reception trying not to seem I was rushing her.
“Um I just wanted...

The successivo morning, despite being deprived of sleep, I was wide awake. Carmine was in the kitchen, Nikolai getting ready for work in his room. I frowned when I saw Carmine in his work uniform.

"I thought..." I began. He shook his head, his mouth full of cereal.

"I gotta work today. We'll go another giorno though, ok?" he said.

"When are te off...?" I asked.

"Next weekend," he answered. I groaned.

"Seriously?!"

"Sorry! te know, te could get a job too, y'know!" he shouted. I clamped my mouth shut. Carmine never yells at me. Ever. "Y'know, te complain about Nikolai all the time! You're just as bad!"...

The successivo week was spent somewhat like that first day. We went to the park almost everyday. It wasn't that bad actually. It was kind of funny to see Jezebel and and Aspen run around like psychos. I was actually starting to warm up to Scout as well. It was cool to just talk to someone my age that was a girl too. I never had the chance to do that at school o home. I really like Aspen too. She's very mature for her age, when she wants to be. She has no problem goofing around like a little kid. She likes to talk about a bunch of things. I've become very close with her too.

Then soon came the Sunday...

We went back to Alexander’s apartment after getting Lucy. Xander and Lucy had been sitting on the couch. He was fussing at her for running off.
    “I can’t believe te didn’t tell me where te were going,” Xander’s lip curled up.
    “I didn’t think te cared! te aren’t my damned guardian!” Lucy spat back defensively.
    “Maybe not, but I care about te Lucy. I Amore you,” Xander looked down. My eyes were open wide, but I pretended like I wasn’t there.
    “I-I Amore you, too,” Xander...

A faint beeping noise entered my room of darkness. I squeezed my eyes shut even more, afraid to open my eyes again and see nothing. There was the noise again. And again. It sounded in a steady pattern. The più I comfheard it, the più it reminded me of where I was. Before, when it was complete silence, it felt surreal, like it was all a bad dream. Now it was a constant reminder that there was nothing left for me. I cried, and a wet tear rolled down my cheek. A tear? But when I died, I'd felt nothing. I couldn't feel o taste the blood that had been running down my lips. I couldn't feel the...

I sat in my bed, watching the minuti tick da on my clock. 10:51 . . . 10:52. I rolled on my side, thinking about the successivo day, the first giorno of school. I was a strait A student and also a bit of a badass. Where did I fit in? My eyelids became heavy, harder to open every time I blinked, until they didn't open.
I felt a nudge, my mom waking me up. "Get dressed," she whispered in my ear. I dragged to my dresser, pulling out my rosa Aeropostale camicia and a pair of skinny jeans.
My mom dropped me off and kissed my forehead, so embarrassing, but typical mom. "Hey Ana-rebel!" Called Brooke, pretty...

We have looked deep into Nikki Goldmans life to find some supriseing stuff as i tell te her TRUE story.Well lets go back in time to her childhood,and suprise te with something un known to everyone but her family.Her real name is lea Gliden,and her mom is dead leaving her with her father who abuses her.Ok we'll skip to her 11th birthday,the giorno where she runs away

"get here te bastard child"he growels,a feet away from where i hide,squahed in like a bug,a cold hard wood bottom,the shelve enough to hide me,and for him not to notice.It was all ok until my nose was itchy so i quickly scrached...

“Yes, I am,” I detto calmly. I felt sick to my stomach even as I detto it.
    “Why?” asked Grey as if it were not obvious.
    “I Amore him,” I said.
    “I thought te loved me,” she said, tears in her eyes. Although I saw tears, I also saw hate and fire.
    “You were mistaken,” I said, it was cruel, but true. I loved Alexander più than her.
    “Why don’t te Amore me?” she asked.
    “You raped me, and I married te only because the baby,” I said....

It felt like I had been submerged under water. I was suffocating.
    “How could te leave her?” I managed to get the domanda out of my mouth.
    “Genette didn’t tell me she was pregnant. I didn’t even know about Lucy until she was five. da then I figured it was too late,” Alexander detto a look of pain was in his face.
    “It’s never too late, Alexander,” I said, angered da the fact he would just give that magnificent child up.
    “It was at the time. I didn’t know where she was, and the...

"It's ok, Kodi. I'm sure he doesn't still feel that way," Sicily assured me. "That was months ago! He was probably just hurt that te left." I shrugged.

"Well, it's not like te have anywhere else to go," Shiloh added. I pouted. They were right. There was no way I could go back to living in a car. Chance would definitely get sick again, only probably with something even worse.

"I'll think about it," I told them. I wanted to have time to think about my options. Just then, there was a knock on the door. I furrowed my eyebrows. Sicily pursed her lips to hide a smile. Shiloh shrugged.

"She insisted...

I sat on a black, leather couch, starring at the deep blue walls. I was in Alexander’s office, for my appointment. I’d come here straight from the cathedral. My hair was tangled, and messy. I still wore plaid pajama bottoms, and an old, gray tee shirt.
    I came to a realization last night. Today, I would make my move. I have done enough to hold my own. Now I could be happy…Maybe.
    I debated whether, o not I should tell Alexander about Lucy. Dr. Anozi would’ve liked the idea, but I’m not sure about Dr. Laveney.
    I also...