Novels by Daphne Smith

Samantha hurried towards her car after the meeting was over. There was something going on in the town and everyone was informed to be security conscious. The mayor had told them to tighten security and people shouldn't be out at night. She wasn't too worried because what exactly could happen in a small town?She scoffed and walked into her car. She was trying to leave so Danny wouldn't see her. After the meeting, he had walked up to the mayor and she saw it as her chance to bolt and took it. She turned the key to ignite the engine of the car and there was no sound. The car engine didn't come up. “What the fuck?!”, she exclaimed. She tried it again but nothing. It made a funny sound and stopped. She ran her hand through her hair. She looked at her fuel tank indicator and saw that it was low.“Way to go Samantha!!” She said to herself. She totally forgot to fill her tank and now she was stranded. She'll have to call a cab or hitch a ride. This was so much inconvenience for one day. She

“Mom. You need to eat your veggies” Samantha said to her mother. Her mom was refusing to eat because she couldn't recognize her. “It's me. Samantha. Sam baby. I am your daughter” she said trying to convince the woman that she was her daughter. Dementia was tough. There were good days and bad days and some really bad days. She always made sure to keep pictures of her and her mom in her phone for times like this because she could relapse anytime and it would be a struggle for her to remember. She would definitely not remember but trust her when she sees those pictures.Samantha brought out her phone and started showing her mom the pictures of both of them together. It wasn't working. She sighed deeply. She brought her mother from the center to spend time with her for three days and it has been good. It's the last day today and the sickness hit hard. Her mother was like a child. She was crying and yelling because she had no idea where she was and couldn't recognize her child. Samantha wa

“Lithmus kitus hilichan” The sisters chanted continuously without stopping. They were all dressed in red robes and red blood marked on their foreheads. The robes had hoods which covered their heads. They all sat down with their legs crossed and in a circle. They held their hands as they chanted together without pausing. They were deep inside the woods so they did not have to worry about anyone passing through in the dead of the night. The only sound you could hear wear their chants and the birds chirping. The leader of the group stood in the middle. She was in her early forties. She stood in the circle with her long black robe with thorns on it. There was a crown of daffodils flowers on her head and she stood in the circle holding a white lamp which was tied by the legs. She slaughtered the lamb at the neck as they chanted aloud. She took a calabash and allowed the blood from the lamb to pour inside. She inhaled deeply and dipped her finger inside the blood and put it in her mouth.

The town library looked like a setting from “The Harry potter” movie. There were a lot of old books and creaky wooden chairs. This is the only library in town and not many people pay attention to the library. They get their news from their phones. No one wants to read in the library anymore, maybe just for research. Only a few people were in the library. Samantha was good with that. She didn't have to meet a lot of people. Her job was simple. She just had to issue a library card to people and take inventory of the books lent out. She was glad when they called her a week ago to resume. She finally got a job. The pay was fine. She could get used to a minimalist life. It's been three weeks since she went to the bar. She had no intention of going there anytime soon. She was avoiding a certain person. Geez!! A one night stand with a stranger. That wasn't her. This wasn't her style at all. She liked getting to know them personally before sleeping with them. She hasn't made any conne

Daniel rolled in his sheets and was enjoying the sunlight on his face. He had a good night's rest. He opened his eyes and turned to his right side and saw the bed empty. She was gone. He sighed deeply and felt the sheets where she laid and could still perceive her sweet-smelling perfume on the bed. It was still warm and could still feel her presence in the room. It had been a long time since he felt this good and relaxed in the morning. He knew when she woke up and snuck out of his room without telling him. The popular walk of shame!!!! He felt it too which was why he acted as if he was still sleeping while she was busy escaping. He heard her hail a taxi to the bar so she could pick up her car. A werewolf's senses were ten times more heightened than a human’s senses. He had his own special abilities as a werewolf and they were more heightened because he is an alpha. There was no escaping without him knowing. He sighed to himself again. He had never done this before. A one night sta

Daniel drove through the busy streets of the town. The town was always quite busy at night. People were done with their day’s work and wanted to rest with family and friends. He looked at the lady beside him, careful not to let her know. She had no idea that he was looking at her as she was staring outside her window. She was smiling and inhaling the fresh air. He also smiled to himself. Why was he drawn to her? He was never one to carry strangers to his house, especially human women. This one, he was very curious about. She had a glint of sadness in her eyes and he could hear how fast her heart was beating while they were talking about the couples earlier. Maybe she had a bad past but that was not why he was drawn to her. He had sighted her as he walked into the bar. He perceived her sweet perfume and shampoo. His wolf senses were up immediately he saw her. She looked beautiful with her cute shorts and sweater. Her wavy brown hair was packed into a high ponytail which made her faci