Novels by Maryam

THIRD PERSON Krystal heaved a vengeful sigh, her mind a monotone.PhoenixShe had to kill PhoenixPhoenix had to die.'I will take you down Phoenix, all of you. You can't beat me. I have the last say' she bellowedHer body began heating up, blue strings of light surrounding her just as her men began backing away in fear. The Mistress was loosing her mind. She was out of control with hatred. Phoenix closed her eyes quietly, breathing in calmly. She remembered what Caleb had told her after he mumbled earnestly that her mom was alive. Stay focused, he had said. If you get lost in your thoughts everyone dies, he had told her. She thought about her Dad that had died to protect her, Rain, a friend she had lost and closed her eyes for a fight that may very well be her last. She was prepared to fight to the death. * * *Warm sunlight peaked through the curtains, filling the room with its golden hue just as the occupant of the sole bed opened her eyes for the first time in years.Her

PHOENIXThe eery darkness blanketed the whole compound, crickets chirping wildly. I looked on, reality sinking. My mind went back to my earlier conversation with Lana.She had dropped by, fingers trembling wildly. I looked on, my gaze resting softly on her. she sat beside me and took my hands in her trembling ones. "Luna, I want you to listen to me. It's urgent" she mused, her voice sounding rushed. I turned to her, silently willing her to speak. She sighed, heavily. "I shouldn't be doing this but I can't be quiet anymore. I think Conrad, my brother is working against the Alpha" she mused.That had me seating up, eyes wide. "He had been acting strangely, distant so I followed him one time. He had climbed up the mountain and met with a man he had called Kenneth. They talked about a woman they both referred to as Mistress. They are plotting to attack, Luna, attack tonight"I sat up. "What" I squeaked. My throat burned from lack of use. Lana got up, dashing into the kitchen. She

JACKSONThere was silence across the room, eery silence. Maximus? Maximus! I turned sharply to see disbelief, anger and confusion pass across the faces in the room - the last being on Owen. I still stood frozen. It was Caleb who broke the silence, his voice resounding through the room. 'Maximus?'Olga turned to him.'Yes. The Vampire your pack took down. Krystal had being in the fight. I thought she had died. I had mourned her' Olga's voice broke 'only for her to resurface again'.I unfroze, confused. 'She was there during the fight?' I asked. Olga nodded. 'She ran away from home. Next I hear, she was dead or was supposedly dead, killed during the battle against the Vampire Maximus' 'How then did she survive' Caleb asked.It was Owen who spoke after his initial confusion had worn off. 'Witches, unlike you believe, are powerful. We don't die easily. She must've survived the battle'Caleb sighed.I turned to Olga who looked blankly at the wall, a question burning in my mind.'

JACKSONTension permeated the room as everyone sat at the very edge of their seat. 'Why are we here again' a lazy drawl taunted me, the source, a purple eyed wizard. I cleared my throat. 'I summoned you here because I need your help' I answered, my gaze transfixed on who appeared to be their leader, a middle aged woman with gleaming purple eyes. The wizard cackled, eyes flashing. I stiffened. 'why would a mighty Alpha as yourself need help from a mere witch clan' he rambled, his taunt clear in his tone. 'Technically, it is not helping if you are fixing what you damaged' Caleb chirped in, annoyed. The wizard straightened in his seat, eye brows furrowing in confusion. The witch, the leader of their clan, the middle aged woman turned abruptly to me, fixing me a pertinent gaze. 'what does that mean'I straightened in my seat. 'You must've heard about the recent attacks on my pack' I mused. 'From investigations we have been able to deduce that with the help of a pack member, a

JACKSONI walked down the stairs, my hand mindlessly resting loosely on the banister. My mind drawled on slowly. A figure came into view, pacing around the living room. CalebHe stilled upon seeing me. 'How's she' he asked worriedly. I sighed. 'She refused to eat. I had to force feed her' I told him 'How are the arrangements coming along' I continued. 'Everything is going well. I had a chat with Alpha Rain. The funeral will hold in his pack training grounds' he mused. 'I will let Phoenix know' I told him.He nodded sadly * * *Birds chirped, wind blew, frogs hopped around, the sky gloomy. Few feet away, fire roared sadly consuming the body of Katerine Standford, Phoenix's mother. Beside me, Phoenix looked on numbly. I wrapped my hands around her, holding her to myself.As the smoke rose up to the sky, pack members of the Half crescent pack bowed their heads, silently mourning the loss of the former Beta female of their pack. Hours upon hours passed as each pack member in a

UNKNOWNThe wind billowed around as I sat on a boulder, idly watching the expanse of land that was the compound. I heard shuffling of feet and I stilled. The pair of feet moved closer coming to rest behind me'Mistress'Kenneth. I sighed, nodding for him to go on. 'The informant is here to see you. The informant insists on speaking with you in person' Kenneth scottish drawl was present. I turned stone faced to Kenneth, my eyes flashing. My eyes darted to the figure beside him, my purple orbs coming to rest on blue green ones and I stilled, my eyes widening. 'You are the informant?' I asked in disbelief. There was a corresponding nod. I cleared my throat, quickly composing myself. 'speak' I bellowed. The informant bowed. 'Mistress, I failed to get the information as you asked. The Luna's friend, Caleb, walked in on me in the Alpha's office. I had to retreat' I froze, my insides boiling. 'Someone saw you' I screeched 'Do you want to jeopardize everything we have worked so h