Mate Jelnimia's Rescue

"Hurry.. Hurry...! Let's get the hell out of here before they get to us, immediately!"  "I just hope no one catches us here, cos if they do, I don't think they'll spare us for any reason!" "Yes, you're right! Let's go...!!!"  Just a few stamps away from their hideout, resounding steps blasted as it disrupted the stability of the earth.  "Hey, Hey! Don't you dare to take a tread, else...!" A masculine voice interrupted as their movement instantly came to a halt! "Oh no.. they're here...!" "We're finished sist!" With a few qui

Without anyone being around, she took out her phone, stretching it towards him.  "Here, let's talk over the phone!" She commanded. A wink released, left Malison hunting for more.  "Wow! So bold...! I must have her tonight!" He promised. Swiftly, he grabbed her phone, dialed his contact in and saved it. With no delays, he dialed his line. "Here please" he said, returning the phone to its owner.  "Alright then!" "Please hold on!" He beckoned again.  "Can I call you?"  "Sure!" Malison nodded and his lips curled in amusement, accompanied with a smirk.  

"Always remember this, try to control your anger, else, with your personality of a mixed heritage, you won't hesitate to destroy the world in a blink." The voice echoed again into his ears. His wolf and vampire has been charged up again. A flash of blue light flitted around his deep eyes. His left arm pressed tightly against his chest. The scratch marks and his scars were filled with pain. He knows that he is still being hunted by his father's blood magic. He took in a deep breath to try and ease the pain. His right hand still holding a picture of his mother smiling as she looked at him. His eyes slowly opened. It was dark and in the darkness he felt his eyes burn with frustration. The brown haired male standing with a bound and gazed at Jenny as he was staring at him. His voice was extremely emotional. His gaze flitted over his body, nothing seemed out of place. His face was covered in a tingling sensation of warmth. 

It was a very long and cold night, one of many over the years that make up the story of Rocky and Bea. I'm not entirely sure how to make it any shorter. I woke up quite late, stretching myself out on my bed, trying to reach out to Joey, for I needed his warmth but I was surprised that he wasn't there at my reach. "I could remember we slept here together on this bed; where could he have gone to this early in the morning?" I thought to myself, glanced around with my eyes partly open. Then, I got out of bed to take a look around the house as I walked down the stairs, I felt a strange electricity in my body. I paused and looked downwards, in-between my thighs as I felt this hot liquid coming out of me. I pulled my legs apart, and took my time to look at my womanhood. "Oh my God!"  I gasped at the sight, and as I touched the liquid,

They found the jungle almost blind. But the darkness was not loud enough for their heightened senses to pick up the danger which laid ahead of them "What could that sign mean?" "I wouldn't know, Mal..!" A quick silence was broken by another scream, then a frustrated hiss. White light flared behind them, and a panel shattered, plunging them into total darkness. They stumbled together and slowly made their way through the network of narrow pathways. Within moments they were on the other side, lying panting on the hard concrete ground in the brief flare of golden sunlight. Initial thought was that they were saved by their guardian, then they heard what sounded like a whimper from