Novels by Lee Writes

Of all the people that could've found me, it had to be him. The car guard, passersby, the police, the homeless. Nope. It was him. I groaned."Urg, not you.""Nice to see you too- again." Cass stared down at me."Don't you have anything else to do other than pick on innocent young girls?" he said to the two men.Innocent young girls?"Innocent? Her?" huffed the hand man, echoing Cass' words and my thoughts. He spat and laughed cruelly."She's a pain in the ass, that one," the other man grumbled."Tell me about it," Cass said. I rolled my eyes."Well I'm glad that you're acquainted enough to carry out a conversation with my potential kidnappers, but I'd like to call the police right now.""Hold on,” Cass said. He stepped forward. So did hand man. He seemed to have recovered from the pepper spray but his eyes were now blood red. Ha! That's what you get for messing with Skylar Cress.The hand man lunged forward

We were already crouching. Now he got down on his knees and started to crawl. I did the same. He signed for me to stop."Wait," he mouthed. "Not yet."He looked like he was thinking, forming a plan. One of us had to and I'm not pointing fingers, but he did get us here. Cass picked up the biggest stone he could find and threw it as far as he could at a black Ferrari. It shattered the windshield but the noise of the glass being thrashed was drowned by the sound of the car alarm. This guy was mad."What the hell?" The noise was deafening."Now!" he said and knee ran towards the blue Toyota. Behind it there was an end to the parking lot. He waited for me to catch up then let me in on the next step of the plan."Run!"I didn't need telling twice. We got up and raced through the night. Some of the men had spotted us. Cass was trying to fight them off- successfully. I decided I didn't want to stick around and find out if more were coming. Bec

I got back to my seat and instantly his face lit up. Oh no."Are you okay?" he asked."Yeah," I replied. My self pep talk must have been longer than I thought. Do it, I chastised. Get it over with."Cass, I-""Sky, I'm-"We both spoke at the same time. This made us laugh. "You go first," I said."Sky, I'm having a really good time.""You are?" I tried to mask my shock but the words were already out. Damn. I couldn't read his expression."I mean, yeah, sure. Me too." Another gulp of water. Don't be a coward."Cass...""Yes?""Well, you see, the thing is..."He waited for me to continue. Do it!"I- I forgot to feed my cat. Yeah, that's it... Tabby. He must be starving. I can't sit here and enjoy a wholesome meal while a cat, who's like family to me, might die of starvation. I have to go." I hated cats. Especially Tabby and his trash invading my apartment. He was no exception cat."But you

"Hey," I said happily."Hey," he replied calmly."Cool car. Where'd you get it from?" I stared at the black sleek exterior in awe."Borrowed it from a friend," he smiled. "Told him it was a special occasion."I got in and we were on our way. I noticed he was dressed in smart casual and gave myself a figurative pat on the back for the dressing choice. His car smelled of fresh pine which was a pleasant change from the salty smell that my house was subjugated to. The interior was sophisticated and smooth."You have generous friends," I marveled. "I'm not sure I'd let this beast out of my sight if I owned it." Which is impossible to even think I'd ever own something like this. I had gotten my driver's license just after I turned 18. I remember saving for months at my part time (now full time) job for the lessons and the final test. Passed it with flying colours. The next step was to start saving for a car, but then I had to leave the orphanage and all th

“I need to tell you something.”I nodded solemnly as a go ahead.“But you’re not ready.”“Just tell me,” I said. Who was I talking to anyway? I looked around and the apartment was empty save for a gigantic mirror. “Who are you?”“I can tell you I’m not you,” I smiled in the mirror.Flashes of red streaked my vision. I swallowed. The mirror version of me held her hands in a calming motion. “Don’t be scared.”“Moira?”“Yes, Skylar. It’s me. I need to-”But before she could continue, someone was waking me up. Something. My alarm. I groaned and got out of bed, trying to forget the foggy dream.I couldn't help but think that the dream had something to do with Cass’ unfinished question. The mystery of what he had wanted to ask me had burned my mind most of the night. Why? I did not know. Maybe because my life was that boring or maybe it was because I didn't know before how much I had wanted to speak to him. To know more. He was like this mystery and, being

Adam hung up but I still pretended to be talking to him saying, "Thanks Adam. See you in a couple of seconds since you're coming down. Right now. Oh hey, that's probably you I hear on the stairs."I made a point of saying that extra loud. A few seconds had passed and I wondered why he wasn’t doing anything. I turned to face my follower and it was a guy whose face was hidden under a black hoodie. He had a long stick-like weapon in his hand. Oh, no. Was he going to knock me out? Threaten me and take all my stuff? What stuff? I laughed mentally. No time for gallows humor!Suddenly he lifted the hood and familiar eyes glanced at me through lenses."Bus guy?""Hey." He gave a radiant smile."Were you the one following me?""Uhm, yeah, sorry. I– err," he rambled on. I almost laughed but thought he might feel bad."Why?" Maybe he would give me a more direct answer."I- well... You left this. On the bus this morning," he ha