My tireds, tired was tired when I got to my room. I knew I shouldn’t get into bed right away but I was just so tired. I haven't had a proper nights rest and my thoughts were consumed with thoughts of Him. I knew I had more important things to worry about but I couldn’t do anything about it at the moment. I didn't want to think about him though because the betrayal I felt was also just to overwhelming. I was about to drift off to sleep, when Dimitria woke me up to tell me that it was time. I tried apologising because I could see the hurt in her eyes but she only pulled me into a hug and whispered; “Why it’s always my children that are targeted by that vile creature, I wished I knew.” A sob escaped and then she continued, “but like I told my son years ago I would never replace you and will always believe in you and fight for you.” She held me at arms length and looked me over with her bloodshot red eyes, she tried to keep the tears at bay but the tears did not stop spill
When I returned to my room a quick glance at the clock made my heart sink. It was only a few hours to dawn and I was exhausted. I grabbed a bag and threw a view clothes in and on the top wrapped in one of my shirts, I put my favourite photo -of Dimitria and Dimitrion with a baby black dragon between them. I didn't have a photo of my parents but I hoped they were as much in love with each other as Dimitria and Dimitrion were in that picture. A knock at my door made me very aware of the tears leaking from my eyes and the snot on my top lip. I wiped my face quickly and zipped my bag closed before answering the knock. Dimitria entered gracefully her face mirroring my own, red cheeks and tears running uncontrollably, minus the snot. She sat on my bed without a word and patted next to her, indicating for me to come sit down for a moment. We sat in silence for a few minutes. “Tell me…” she paused and sighed, “tell me, what happened after you… you know… where were you?” I didn’t want
Dear Diary; What a ridiculous thing to do!I have never kept a diary in my entire life. Why now?I will tell you why… I have too much to say and no one to say it to… so here it goes.My name is Zinnia, full name… that I will keep to myself. Thank you very much!I am still in bed, whilst writing in this stupid diary, I am worried about the day ahead. Dawn has not broken yet, and I wish it would never break.I still remember the last moments at that hellhole called school. It was before the summer vacation, the last dance, I didn’t want to go to the last dance because since I was over weight (as per the outlook of our wonderful world) I was the “easy target” of the school, everyone made fun of me and no-one liked me but my mother made me go and of course this is what happened;I got this amazing, halter neck, Champaign color dress it was a silk river flowing down my body. It's just the perfect style to hide my ekstra pound or two. As I walked in and made my way to the table furthest
I had to run but at a human pace. It was so frustrating to do everything at human speed since I have learned that I am capable of so much more. Everything seemed duller and more frustrating than ever before. I thought I’ll never be on time, but unfortunately, I was just on time (that’s my luck. Almost everyone was in the corridor). I breathed a sigh and went in. I could feel everyone’s eyes on me and see the confusion spreading from one learner to another in quiet whispers and jaw-dropping silences. I preferred the silence and quiet whispers to the usual intended to loud whispers and mocking laughter. I squared my shoulders and walked to my locker. My once friend, Sandra, stood there with the rest of the ho-club. They were giggling and chatting away. Apparently, popularity is more important than friendship. I threw open my locker she looked over her shoulder expecting “fatso” but her eyes almost popped out of their sockets (she looked like her yorkey LOL) I grinned at them stifling
When I opened my eyes, I was in the same corridor once more, but at least the lights were on. I realized it was my fathers' castle. His normally at his house, not the castle, and Victorianna, his second wife, and my stepmother stayed in the castle with the dear, sweet Briana. I looked at the portraits down the length of the corridor of my father and all the kings before him. It was so beautiful and ancient. I started at the top and made my way down, looking at all of the portraits. When I came to the end of the corridor, I drew in a breath of shock at the sight of the portrait before my fathers. The man in the portrait was beautiful, his eyes a crystal blue, his hair shoulder length, and bleach blond framed his face. He looked familiar. The gold plate under his portrait said Dentorion Winter.“OMW!”realisation stopped me from reading even further. He looked like...“Do you know...?”“O shit!” I clasped my hand over my mouth, my other hand flew to my stomach, as I was panting breathle
School continued as normal. It dragged on like a never-ending story, and everyone went back to ignoring me and fusing about my new friend. It was hilarious when Rachel came over to Justine and myself at break to invite Justine to ‘hang-out’ with the ‘cool’ group instead of ‘hanging’ with ‘fatso’. Justine stared at her for a while and then answered in a questioning voice. “Who is this fatso you speak of as far as I could notice the only ‘fatso’ is that girl in the ‘cool’ group that is so very clearly with child and the bunch of sickly thin cockroaches.” Rachel didn’t know how to answer this and gawked at this new girl in astonishment. Realisation hit her. She looked over her shoulder at Beverly, the only one with a little wait on her. Dump founded, and with a cruel smile, she murmured; " Pregnant. You don't say."She turned around, flipping her hair over her shoulder, and returned to the group. Ass swaying from side to side. Very clearly on a mission."So, Beverly... when are y
My expression must have said it all and so much more because she suddenly looked frightened (how do I do that?). I couldn’t control my temper at that moment. I left her on the bed and stood in front of the window, I took a deep breath. And for a few heart beats, I concentrated on controlling my breathing. It was most certainly not easy, but finally, I could inhale and exhale normally. “I’m sorry, but how can you not know what I am?” (Damn, I thought I was an elf like my father. Finally, I thought there was someplace I was normal, and now I may not even be that. What the hell!) I turned around facing Justine. She didn’t look relaxed yet, so I gave her a little reassuring smile. “Were not sure because you’re of mixed blood. There are three possibilities: One your human. You ruled that possibility out by making the physical change, and as a baby, you had all the signs of a non-human baby. So we are certain you are not human. But…” “Why is there always a but?” I thought too loud.
I heard the front door slam and realised the time. My “family” was back. Justine must have seen the distress on my face. In a blink of an eye, she cleared up my weapons, laid back on the bed, and acted like she was asleep. For a moment, I thought she wasn’t acting and that she actually was asleep. Just as I was about to slip out, she said: “Remember tomorrow is going to be a long day, so come to bed early.”I glanced over my shoulder and whispered “Good night, Justine, I’ll see you tomorrow.”She was gone, sound asleep. Or so it seemed. I ran down the stairs, taking two at a time. She looked at me, shocked, but then she was scowling.“You! What do you want?” I just stared at her anger bubbling inside me. Not even a ‘hallo’ or even a ‘how was your day,’ no I’m not good enough for that.“I have a friend over, and she is staying for a while.” I said bluntly.“You didn’t even ask. How dare you disrespect me like that…?” (What the hell.) “Well, your husbands' little ho doesn’t ask you
When I returned to my room a quick glance at the clock made my heart sink. It was only a few hours to dawn and I was exhausted. I grabbed a bag and threw a view clothes in and on the top wrapped in one of my shirts, I put my favourite photo -of Dimitria and Dimitrion with a baby black dragon between them. I didn't have a photo of my parents but I hoped they were as much in love with each other as Dimitria and Dimitrion were in that picture. A knock at my door made me very aware of the tears leaking from my eyes and the snot on my top lip. I wiped my face quickly and zipped my bag closed before answering the knock. Dimitria entered gracefully her face mirroring my own, red cheeks and tears running uncontrollably, minus the snot. She sat on my bed without a word and patted next to her, indicating for me to come sit down for a moment. We sat in silence for a few minutes. “Tell me…” she paused and sighed, “tell me, what happened after you… you know… where were you?” I didn’t want
My tireds, tired was tired when I got to my room. I knew I shouldn’t get into bed right away but I was just so tired. I haven't had a proper nights rest and my thoughts were consumed with thoughts of Him. I knew I had more important things to worry about but I couldn’t do anything about it at the moment. I didn't want to think about him though because the betrayal I felt was also just to overwhelming. I was about to drift off to sleep, when Dimitria woke me up to tell me that it was time. I tried apologising because I could see the hurt in her eyes but she only pulled me into a hug and whispered; “Why it’s always my children that are targeted by that vile creature, I wished I knew.” A sob escaped and then she continued, “but like I told my son years ago I would never replace you and will always believe in you and fight for you.” She held me at arms length and looked me over with her bloodshot red eyes, she tried to keep the tears at bay but the tears did not stop spill
The only thing I missed about my old life was the unique love my parents gave so willingly. The only thing I feel guilty about is disappointing them. They always warned me about that evil creature, and I chose not to listen, I chose to befriend him. That is the only thing I felt guilty about and the only thing I will feel guilty about. I tried to convince myself. As I settled into my cave, Scales growled at me because I awoke him from his nap. He was the only one who knew the truth about me. He was my guardian angel in dragon form. The last dragon alive, no one knew about him, and no one would.I found his egg at the dragons’ nesting ground, hidden under a bush in a very clever hideout. He communicated with me mentally, and that is how I found him, I don’t know why me but it was probably because I was the only dragon shifter on that island since the war. He was a smart little guy and used our connection to sift through my thoughts and memories, and I allowed him. I was alone
Leaving her there was harder than I thought it would be. As the distance grew between us, I could not believe that I actually left her… But this need to hold her was terrifying me more than anything has ever terrified me. There is this fire between us, every time we touched. I couldn’t make sense of it. “Draco! Get a hold of yourself. You are being weak.” I scolded myself, “how could she feel anything for you? You just met… How could anyone feel anything for you, and she never will? How could she?” I continued on this stupid rampage. I did not want to listen to myself, but I knew I had to. Every time I closed my eyes, I saw her damned face. She is probably safely home in a warm bed, not even thinking or wondering about me… Who would? I wouldn’t… “Draco!” a voice growled behind me. “What?” I snapped. “Where have you been?” I turned to see Luke leaning against the old tree. I was not in the mood to be friendly with him, and I hated him, but I had to find out what he was up to.
Betrayal, that is what I felt. And it did not feel good… Not good at al… My conscience kept bugging me as I swept into the Elders Realm – as I called it – it was a huge room right on the ocean shore in a cave that was secured and out of eyesight for everyone that did not know about it… to the stranger it would only look like a gap in a rock wall not even big enough to be a cave. The interior was impressively decorated with paintings of The Dragons Days, where dragon shifters ruled and dragons were not extinct. There were a vast variety of paintings of dragons flying, hunting, fighting, and then the war. The horrible war where the dragon turned on dragon shifter, and the war led to extinction, but for a few elders who took the surviving young and hid with them until the very end of the war. Normally, all this magnificence took my breath away, but not today. Today, I could not even see the splendor of the four Elders Hall, which so frequently took my breath away. (Today, eve
He growled, his teeth enlongated. His claws were pinching the skin around my neck, but all I could think of was the fire that followed his touch. I couldn’t understand it. Here, he was about to rip my trachea out, and my body was betraying me in the most inappropriate way. He leaned forward towards my throat and something changed, instead of closing his jaw and penetrating my skin with his teeth, ripping a huge piece of flesh out as expected. He lifted his head and studied me, I couldn’t read his eyes, but something definitely shifted and not just in his eyes. I hoped he couldn't smell my arousal. His gaze flicked from my eyes to my mouth, and then his mouth closed over mine. He kissed me. His lips were soft but demanding. It felt really, really good on mine. The kiss became less urgent, and I thought he was going to pull away, realising what he did, but instead, he deepened the kiss. His tong swept over mine once, and then there was no stopping him or me. The f
I was ready to take off when I heard the shuffling of feet and rustling of leaves behind me. The bushes parted and out stepped an... angel. An angel of death, with huge black wings and a grin that took me to heaven and hell all at once. Another Dragon Shifter… how could that be? My brain tried recalling all the Dragon Shifters that were left - it was only Vigo, myself, and four of the Elders … then there was the outcast… the one Dragon Shifter that was banished from Endresomera I never expected to meet or see him since everyone was banned from coming near Fêrêmontê, the outcast lands. For obvious reasons, the inhabitants of Fêrêmontê, consist out of the criminals, the outcasts, and the banished. It was the first and latter that you had to be careful of. Now, it made sense why I couldn't hear the call anymore. The outcast land had a barrier that forbade the use of magic. Shifters can shift, and vampires can grow their fangs because it is natural to them, but magic was prohibite
I have heard rumors drifting on the wind about a beautiful red female dragon shifter but never expected the praise of her beauty to be justified. Since there were so few Dragonshifters left in the world, praise tends to be overdone and much to easily given. On the contrary, all the praise couldn’t compare to her beauty. For once, the rumors were true. She was a magnificent being. I heard about her killing the wolf before I saw her from a distance. Rumors are like wild fire. They tend to get out of control very fast with assistance from the wind. I was quite surprised at seeing her. She was circling around looking like a ruby, shimmering in the sun when the sun caught her at just the right angle. When she finally descended, I realised she wasn’t as big as I have heard nor as evil looking. Instead, there was a glimmer of a tear running down her scaly cheak. I couldn’t understand why she would shed a tear for a mere wolf. I couldn’t understand why she couldn’t see me, I w
I was halfway to Endrosomera, just crossing Dandros when I heard a shriek of pain coming from inside the woods. Luckily, the pain has subsided enough due to the fact that I was almost there. Just enough to think through the fog of pain. I knew I had to go home, though I could feel the pain returning with a vengeance, at only the thought of taking a different course. I couldn’t just leave it. It sounded like a young girl screaming for dear life. I swooped down towards the tree line, towards the scream putting as many mental barriers between myself and the call. I changed into my full dragon form; it felt good, like slipping into soft, comfy pajamas after a formal event. I could strengthen my mental barriers then because I was strongest in my true form, but it would only work once the pain calmed a bit to think. I flew down into the forest and made my way through the trees and boulders, different creatures scattering underneath my shadow, a group of centaurs bowing their heads in ack