Novels by Preddysun

DAMON No one knew we had gotten into town. We had expected to arrive earlier but car troubles had other things in mind. “Why the f*ck should a rental have any issue? That's f*cking annoying, I should sue their f*cking asses!” Mason ranted. He was angry, that much was clear. But his anger had very little to do with the car having issues. He had been in and out of this mood since we left Landera. I guess being angry at everything was his own way of expressing his concern for Kelvin being missing, and also ‘cause our going to Landera didn't achieve much. “Just calm down, Mason, it's all fine.”“No it's not, rental companies should be more ethical than this, this is utter bullcrap.”I decided to allow him rant, he wasn't going to listen to anything I said in the kind of mood he was in. I left him and then headed home. Well, until I got thirsty for coffee and decided to hit the newly built cafe I spotted. Well, as pretty as it was, it wasn't yet operational. Some man that worked on t

LUCAS George had gotten frustrated . . . I couldn't blame him, it wasn't undue. We should have met Declan, the Principal—and also my biological father who didn't know I existed—for help but I had kept pushing it away.It was more than just being scared. I just didn't want him in my life, he didn't and could never have a space in my life and that was nothing but pure facts. . .to me, at least.I know that the last time we spoke, I acted like I was ready. Well, guess what? I am not. I never will be. I had grown without a father for all of my life. It wasn't easy, hell, it was horrible. Especially since I knew my Mum was lying to me about many things. I couldn't count how many nights I had wished he would come. I had created a fantasy where he was somewhere on some special classified mission doing stuff only he could . . . like saving the world. As I grew, those fantasies, no matter how strong they had been to me, couldn't hold anymore. They weren't strong enough to sooth my crying he

EVELYN I had finally gotten my head around getting a Cafe, and it had been really slow. While starting anything was ever easy, especially a business, my not giving it enough of my time had so much to do with the slowness in getting everything together. I guessed I didn't expect half the drama I had had to face since returning to Woodhidge. It had literally been one drama to another, one weird situation to a weirder one.Jeez, I need a goddamn break. I needed a little me time. A time where I could just go for a vacation or something; stay on a beach and read some romance. How I wish!The good thing was that I didn't really need money. My late parents weren't exactly super rich or anything like that—at least it didn't seem that way—but you could bet they had some fat savings. Though I was the only child, I was really surprised they left their wealth for me, I would have thought Mum would have donated all of their wealth to saving goldfishes or something. The bad thing was that I wasn

TILDA School was kind of funny. Every year had a particular ‘vibe' it gave. The year we got into senior class, we were all nervous, at the very least. Rightfully so ‘cause there were many things that seemed out of place, and it was that way for everyone. For instance, some were worried about getting the right grades to get into the universities of their choice. Clearly, lot of brainiacs filled this category. There were those who were very worried about graduating from high school, these ones didn't even want to think about colleges— high school was trouble enough for them. There were also the ones who didn't really care about their exams and grades or anything academic related. They were thinking about their next steps in life, what they could do besides college and the path that has been mapped out for them since they were born. There were other categories too. Like the silly ones wondering what would become of they and their lovers when they don't have school anymore. Irrespecti

LUCAS It was another day spent working hard, trying the spell Mrs Haughter gave me over and over again. I had tried it hundreds of times, I had even begun to feel the magic in me more than I usually did. Still, the bond bracelet was hung on my wrist, unmoved by all my efforts. Almost as though it mocked me, telling me, “do all you want, buddy, you and I are in this forever”.“I will never be rid of this cursed object." I let out in frustration.George, without looking at me and said, “With this attitude, you definitely won't be rid of it."He continued flipping the pages of one of my mother's spell book, while I read the one Mrs Haughter gave me.“You know I'm trying, it's really not easy at all" I threw the book on my laps in anger. “Just how powerful is my mother!”“You don't stop when you are tired or frustrated, you stop when you are victorious,“ he said. “You saw read that somewhere, didn't you?”“Doesn't matter.”“George, believe me when I say I understand, but this is beginn

DAMON Malcolm George was Kelvin's closest friend in Landera and if anyone knew what was going on, it was Malcolm. Malcolm was a shapeshifter and also a lawyer based in Landera.Mason was on the wheels driving to Malcolm's home, singing and as usual, trying to hit the high notes.. which he fails every damn time. Malcolm lived in Landera but his house was at the other side of the town so it would take a little while before getting there. My phone rang. It was no one else but Anita. Anita! We hadn't spoken since the last time I saw her.I picked the call.“Hi there, it's Anita. How are you doing?”“Hey, Anita, it's been a while, I'm fine, by the way.”She began to tell me, as usual, boring things about her very, very boring life, none of which I had asked for and I had zero interest in hearing anything from her, no matter how excited her tone was. Most of what I said was “oh" and “yeah”. Still she went on. “When will you be back to the town?" She asked. Back? How the hell did she kn