Damn. These past two weeks have been dragging with a capital D. I have not told dad, but I am secretly very excited to be going to live with Tammy. I have been conscientiously giving him the silent treatment all week to punish him for sending me away. He keeps trying to talk to me, and telling me that it is for my own good, but I will not back down. I am one stubborn bitch when I want to be. Truth be told, I am actually quite upset that he is shipping me off, pushing me out of his life. I guess I must be really worrying him for him to be taking such a drastic action.A common misconception about me in all the fantasies I have read, is that as I am the daughter of Artemis, a Goddess, people expect me to be 'pure' and 'perfect'. Well I may be that on the outside, but on the inside... I am not. I am just as hard headed, stubborn, selfish and self-obsessed as the rest of the human race. I used to blame all of my bad tendencies on my human half, but I have come to realise as I have grown o
If you had super powers, what would they be? I have always had an unhealthy obsession with flying. So much so, that there have been copious incidents in my past where I have tried to jump off rocks, climbing frames, houses, bridges and even cliffs. Eventually my dad would only take me on outings to places where we were safe and firm on the ground. It was the only place where I would not become suddenly suicidal. Now don't get me wrong, I did not want to kill myself, I just wanted to fly; to become one with the wind and sky. It is so poetic. I guess I also had a subconscious thought that it would make me closer to my mother. I am also infatuated with the stars and moon, the luminous pearl hanging out of the unassailable heavens surrounded by millions of blinking fairy lights. It truly is magical.However, although it would be an absolute dream come true to fly, I bloody hate aeroplanes. There is something ghastly and unnatural about being trapped in a tin can, soaring through the air.
As I am a direct descendant of the moon goddess, I have Lycan (essentially goddess) features, although I cannot shift into a lycan unless I mate with one. Normal werewolves consist of two souls, bound together in perfect harmony. One half is a human soul, and the other is a werewolf's soul. When mixed together in the cauldron of life, they create a werewolf – the body simply being a host to the two souls. The souls have to be compatible; otherwise, they would fight each other for dominance, causing great harm to the body serving as a vessel for them, and can even lead to death. For this reason, my mother handpicks the souls in heaven to be joined, seeing which ones accept the inimitable bond. However, I only have one soul, which is neither human nor were nor Goddess. It is a quintessential blend of all three. To be abundantly complete though, I have to add Lycan to the mix.Back in my hometown with my father, the were's knew me as the strange being that was not human, but hadn't shift
Have you ever woken up and just knew it was going to be a bad day? I am yanked out of my beloved slumber at the tender hour of 6 AM by some obnoxious operatic song, screaming down my ears like a troublesome child. Groaning in annoyance, I swiftly dart my hand out and smash the alarm clock into a pile of broken springs, plastic and bolts, sour at the unneeded wake up call. Many an alarm has reached an early death by the hands of my furious super strength. Hello bad day Monday, thank you for your never-ending diligence in showing up right when I don't need you.I am a firm believer in the fact that weekends and workdays should be switched. Two measly days off at the end of the week are not enough for the mind and body to recuperate after a long and tiring five days of work. Two days off to get over five? Where's the logic in that? My weekend was spent unpacking and getting ready for my first day at Lupine Peak Secondary School. Tammy absolutely insisted that I start on my first Monday h
"I'm here, I'm here! Sorry I'm late!" An Asian human girl rushes in like a tornado, her long black hair spiralling out from behind her. With a red flush upon her dainty cheeks, her slanted, swallow-tail, sparkling green eyes light up in greeting as she catches a glance of me."Hi. You must be Phoebe." She sticks her hand out towards me, with a pleasant smile showcasing her tiny, pearl-like teeth and pale skin."Yes I am, and you must be Minnie." I grin back at her."Yep! It's great to meet you!" She exclaims. As I stand up, I notice I am a whole head and shoulders taller then her, and realise that she can only be about 5 foot 1 at the most. No wonder her name is Minnie!"It's good to meet you too. Do you have calculus first as well?" I ask her."Yes I do. I simply love science and calculus, but that must be the Asian side of me." She giggles.Alrighty then. Coming from anyone else, I am sure that would be racist."I hate calculus, but I'm ok at it." I shrug nonchalantly. To me, it is
How I wish I could move things with my mind! Sometimes I desire to move bitches getting in my way, and other times my phone when it is just out of reach. Sometimes I wish I could move the milk and the cereal, to make breakfast effort free, and other times, like now, I wish I could move the hands of the clock to speed the time up for lunch. Mrs Sampson, I do not care how the structure, reactivity and properties of biomolecules work! Science really is professionalised in knowing how to bore the hell out of its students. Looking at the clock again, I nearly groan aloud when I see that it has only been five minutes since I last checked, instead of the fifteen I was hoping for."This is so boring." Celestrina moans from beside me."I know. I hate science." I mumble back."Same! My dad owns a restaurant in town, so I will always have a job there. Who cares if I fail science?" She grumbles."Celestrina. New girl. Silence please." Mrs Sampson snaps.She has an almost hawkish air about her. Ev
Ahh. The end of school. The light at the end of the tunnel. Luckily, I made it through the rest of the day without any form of retaliation from Delilah. School finishes at two thirty every day, but I did not get to leave until nearly three thirty because my art teacher wanted to have an in-depth discussion about my coursework. Apparently, the units of work this school is teaching is different to that of my old school, meaning I am going to have to redo half a year's worth of coursework. Honestly, I do not think I am very bothered about continuing art. I might just drop the subject... Anyhow, it is something I will need to discuss with Tammy. Speaking of Tammy, I got the most random message from her. Brad was meant to be picking me up after school, but at 2:00, I got a random message simply saying 'Walk'. Like, how rude!So now, I am trudging the boring fifteen minutes walk home, wondering what is so important that both Tammy and Brad have bailed on me! Anything could happen to me out
It is only my second day at school, and yet it feels like my hundredth. I'm surprised at how well I have fitted into this town. Tammy dropped me off, and then chucked me out with a quick kiss and threw an apple at me, then sped home to her awaiting boyfriend. *Shiver*. I'm still getting quite a few stares and glares from students, but not as many as yesterday. I guess people are getting used to me. I am not really missing my previous life yet. I guess it has not been long enough to finally sink in yet. However, I am missing my dad. I wonder how he's getting on without me?"Hey Phoebe!" I turn around at the call of my name.A human boy is jogging up to me, freakishly tall with the beginning of a beard bristling on his cheeks. He looks like a runner bean, with such long legs he must be amazing at running and long jump. His eyes smile with the light of sunshine melting onto warm green grass, and I take a moment to appreciate his beauty before pulling myself together."My name's Isaac. I
Well it is Thursday again which means I've got a date with the devil, and no I don't mean Ajax, I mean his sisters, both of them. They love me as much as I love them, making Thursday night my favourite of the week.Apparently Giri's brother requires their garage tonight meaning the boys are practicing in Ajax's room. This has created a new problem as Nessie and Miya want to watch their brother, giggling at his very explicit instructions to keep out. I have to keep catching them and taking them back downstairs, which means the girls now view it as a game to try and breach Ajax's room, which is leading to a very tiring night for me. I can't be too firm with them as they aren't my kids, yet they are taking my calm instructions to stay downstairs as a joke. Can you tell I'm stressed? Up and down and up and down and up and down the stairs we have been, chasing the little rascals around and throwing them over my shoulder as they try to make a run for it.I didn't know having kids could be s
I am riding to school with Ajax this morning. Tiger sent me a gloomy message after I got home from Maisie's last night saying she has to go in early, and I didn't want to get up any earlier then I have to. I told Ajax about my little problem and he insisted I ride with him. He finally has a new phone and keeps bugging me with messages. Well, it's not really an annoyance when I'm literally counting the seconds until he messages again. My stomach twists up in knots and a nervous blush coats my cheeks whenever I'm around him. It's like my body just cannot handle his hotness. I've always been quiet, but never shy, especially not around my friends, and I guess Ajax is my friend. Although some part of me doesn't like the idea of that.I hurry out of my house right on time to find him leaning against his insanely cool car, waiting for me with a teasing smirk. His 1970s Chevy Camaro is a smooth inky black in colour with a thick white stripe reaching towards the windscreen on the bonnet. A pic
SEVEN AND A BIT YEARS LATER..."Ah fvck!" I curse, tears beading in my eyes as another wave of pain washes through my stomach.Dammit, that's another pound in the swear jar. Yes, that's right, we officially have a swear jar that travels everywhere with us, trying to curve our bad language habits. It's been going ok, well, ok for me, but Vincent swears like a sailor so I've been making millions off him. Since he met his mate Clarity, he's been much happier and turned into a better man, which is lovely to witness. She is a tiny thing, actually smaller then me so she is the butt of many jokes, but she has an amazing sense of humour, and finds the good in everything, so she doesn't take offence."Ow, ow, ow, ow! When will this be over?" I moan, squeezing Alex's hand so tightly I swear I can feel the bones shift."Its ok baby, just breathe, just breathe." Alex murmurs supportively."Don't tell me what to do! This is all your fault!" I yell, the pain unexplainable."Ok I'm sorry, its fine,
I have never been a fan of air travel, but Alex's private plane does help. I am pretty freaking scared about meeting my Alex's parents, but it is an inevitable event; I am the heir to the throne as I'm mated to their son. According to Alex there is a ball being held in my honour tomorrow night, with some of the most influential and powerful were's and lycans in the world in attendance. I am quite nervous about my debut into society, but Ana who returned to Russia last week has promised me that there is nothing to worry about, and has helped plan the event. I guess if anything, it is pretty flattering having a whole ball dedicated to me. I'm sure I'll be bombarded with introductions and will have to follow royal protocol tomorrow night, but having Alex by my side will give me the strength to persevere through it.As we got off the plane, (Vincent, Lucian and Sapphire travelled with us) a fleet of royal cars and bodyguards were waiting for us, reminding me once again that I'm no longer
*Smut warning - very mature!!*"Woohoo! This party is great!" I yell over the thundering beat to Alex, whom I am currently dancing with, lost in the sea of bodies.It is finally Halloween, and I managed to persuade Alex to come out to Celestrina's party with me. It has been four months since we mated, and everything has been just wonderful. Next week we are leaving to Russia with our pack to meet Alex's parents – aka the freaking King and Queen of all Lycanthropes. I am quite nervous, but I'm sure they'll love me. I will be the sunniest ball of sunshine they have ever met! Celestrina is doing great as a werewolf. It took her a while to adjust, but now she's loving being a part of the superior race. I told her about me being a Lycan, and she was amazed, but really happy when I told her the whole story of my life. She has decided to take a gap year before she heads off to college, to make sure that she has her wolf under control, and has learnt the ways of a were.Her Halloween party is
Seven Years later...Sometimes I wonder how my life would've turned out if I had dug my heels in and never went to Lupine Peak. I don't doubt that I eventually could have changed my dads mind; I can be pretty stubborn at times. It's scary to think about how different my life would be – I wouldn't have met my soulmate, Alex, found loyal friends ready to sacrifice their lives for me, and definitely wouldn't be preparing to be crowned Queen, alongside my Alex, who is also now my husband. We decided on a small ceremony a year after we mated, (mostly just for show for my dad and other human family) at one of Alex's private Islands, this one located in the Maldives. It was absolutely beautiful, and a memory I will never forget. After a few days there, we went to Bora Bora for an Instagram worthy honeymoon, where our backyard was waves of royal blue, soft and gentle, just begging to be swam in. After our few weeks in paradise, we returned to Russia as a united force, ready to begin my Queenl
My eyes are suddenly open though I can't think of why; my heart is pounding, mind empty. It's as if a hypodermic of adrenaline has been emptied into my carotid. I strain into the utter darkness; my breathing rate increased ten fold. There is something inside of me, straining to burst out. Ghostly whispers in my ear urge me to get outside, to be in sight of the moon. At this point, I am panting, and drizzled in sweat. I vaguely hear Alex awake from beside me as I stumble out of the bed and tumble to the floor, my sight blurry. Alex murmurs from behind me as I rush unsteadily to the window, something pulsing, trying to rip out of my chest.Feeling like I can't breathe, I use my remaining strength to smash out of the window, and tumble into the garden below. I feel something snap as I land with a thud on the floor, momentarily stunning me, but I don't register the pain, too preoccupied with whatever is clawing around inside of me. There is a roar before a thud reverberates through the gr
"Oh Phoebe... I'm so happy you guys are together now! So this means you're staying, right?" Tammy asks anxiously as Alex and I part for breath, the group still stood by the door."Hmm... I'll think about it." I wink playfully.In response, Alex's arms tighten possessively around me, and he growls in my ear: "You're mine now kitten. I'm not letting you go."The vibrations from his deep, husky voice throb straight to my core, causing my legs to clench around Alex, and me to bite my bottom lip hard to stop a wanton moan from flying out. Taking a deep breath to control my raging emotions, I turn back to Tammy."I'm joking... of course I'll stay here, where ever Alex goes, I go." I explain whilst sinking my head into Alex's hard chest, comforted by his roaring heartbeat."You've made me the happiest man in the world Phoebe." I hear Alex murmur above me, and then plant a tender kiss on my head."Aww, you two are the cutest! You've made my brother soft." Ana chuckles, interrupting the tender
As we pull up at the mansion, I feel like I'm housing a whole damn zoo in my stomach. I find some relief in the fact that I can't sense Alex here, meaning I have some more time to relax and think about what I'm going to say. A wave of nostalgia washes over me as I take in the beautiful mansion, walking up the white marble steps to the ornate front door. I have lived here, cried here, loved here and almost died here. It most certainly will always be scrapbooked into my memory. As I enter into the grand palace, my dad with his arm wrapped around me, we encounter a shocked Vincent."Phoebe! I thought I could sme... hear you!" He gasps, an easy smile gliding onto his face smooth as butter."Hi Vincent. I've come to see Alex... oh and this is my dad, Ricky." I explain hastily."Oh that's real great Phoebe. He should be back soon. Hi Ricky, would you like me to show you around?" Vincent easily charms my dad."Yea sure, nice to meet you. Take it easy Phoebs, and just call me if you need any