STORMI am standing in front of the full-length mirror, turning from side to side as I smooth my palms down the dress I am wearing. My hair is a thick tousled cascade of unruly curls held up in place, some strands curling around my face.The gown I am wearing is a black fitting, long, with a deep open back. I look so good like a royal… and different. My eyes are ringed with soft charcoal black, my lashes accentuated with heavy mascara my lips coated with a deep red, making my makeup look edgy as well as complementary.I don’t wear makeup, or dress up in gowns or heels that are spiked, but it’s a party. I think it's fitting that I chose to look like this, a dark feminine look because of the theme. I am going to be delivering some people to their early deaths tonight.I am the royals of Ridgewood's perfect date.I can feel my dear old friend, I haven’t been acquainted with him for a long time. The thrill of knowing that I am going to be clearing names off my list, the very ones on the t
STORMMy imagination of the ball was surpassed. It was a fancy black-tie event with cocktails, canapes, a band, and dancing.There were so many high-profile people in the werewolves community in attendance I wondered if the president might be there as well.“Father outdid himself this time round,” Cole says as he looks around the room. The boys all stand on my side as we all examine the room and my eyes peruse to see if I can see where the council is. They are all dispersed, talking to different people across the room.Now that I am here, with the waiters and waitresses passing drinks in their small trays I wonder how I am going to achieve this mission of mine.“I need a drink,” I whisper and Kyle takes a full trey as one of the actresses passes nearby.“I will have this, thank you.”I down the champagne, and I look at the flute wondering if that is supposed to accomplish anything. I could as well be drinking grape juice.“I got the good stuff in my pocket,” Dean says when I take his
LANDONI want to strangle my father and see the life drain out of his eyes.“call me Nick.”He is hitting on my woman right in front of me, and he is not shameful. The boys are all murderous. I am one second away from hitting him squarely in his face.And then he goes on ahead and leaves, smug as ever.I don’t expect Storm to be so mad about the fact that my father’s goons drugged her, I mean I didn't want her to ever find out, but that doesn't seem like the case. She is pissed off. and I have a feeling it's also triggered by the fact that my dad just outwardly said that he would have preferred if we each came with a date, and then compliments her. all in one breath.I would be furious as well.When she leaves, I want to follow her, make her understand but I don't move. She didn’t want us to follow her.“Man, he is your father but that sonovabitch is begging to be put in his place,” Kyle starts and I sit, sighing.“she will calm down, she just needs a few minutes to herself,” Cole say
KYLEIt's raining, and cold.That doesn’t stop the fire lit on the arrow in my hand. I release it and watch as it hits its mark. Dean does the same beside me and we all watch as the arrows spark and light the bodies to flames.I can hear my small brothers' sniffles and my mother’s sobs.I clench my jaw as I watch the body burn, the funeral gloomy and the rain hitting my face, as I watch father burn beside his best friend since childhood. It seems ironic that they were all born on the same day, has been together since, and died on the same day.I won’t stop watching even as the boats float away to far distance and people start leaving.My mother and brothers linger for a while and then they too leave. I don't move an inch.That’s because I don’t know what this means. For the first time in my life, all of my life, I don’t know how I am supposed to behave, do, or even act let alone say.I think it’s the guilt I carry deep within me. I had wanted and even fantasized about the old man dyi
STORMI can live with hating myself. It's all I have done since I stepped foot in this goddamn town and got to know the boys as not just marks but actual people.What I have done is terrible. Because I know them, bonded with them and I continued to put the poison in their dads’ drinks and watched them die as I comforted their sons.A villain, that’s who I am. But I suppose a villain enjoys what they do, I can't find the strength to enjoy it anymore. I am physically sick.I haven’t been able to get out of bed and I suspect it because of all the guilt and shame weighing me down and me verbally realizing it. but it's not. not really.The stones, the displayed stones did something to me that night and the effect has been lingering, which means that the boys all think that whoever poisoned their dads also managed to get to me.Ha! How perfect is the universe covering for me? at this point, I want to say I am the luckiest girl but I don’t feel so.Also, I think it's time for me to come clea
STORMThey are all looking at my tattoo and every time one of them touches It, it sends a ripple of pleasure to my core.“don’t… do that,” my voice shakes a little.“it's arousing her, I can smell her scent,” Kyle is on me in a minute as he pulls me onto his lap. I bite back a moan as he shifts my hips and kisses me.My wolf wants him so bad I don’t even mind the fact that we look like two horny people making out on the damn couch.“seeing her wearing my mark is doing things for me,” I hear Dean speak from behind but my mind is back on Kyle when he palms my breast and starts to fondle them.I elicit a moan.I don’t know I am being carried until I feel myself in the air, and I am wrenched from Kyle.“I am going crazy about it,” I hear someone say as I am carried over the shoulders by Landon and I am squealing, and utterly freaked out.“what's going on?!” I shout as I try to wiggle my way out of London’s grasp but he is holding me down, and he is far stronger than I am.“I am taking you
STORMI was once disgusted by them. Now, I am only disgusted by myself.Landon thrusts in me and a cry of pleasure rolls off my lips as I hold onto Cole, as I look him in the eye and take my other crevice, filling me up, with dirt, sweat, and our juices on my skin.You lost yourself to them. You came here to conquer them and instead…. They conquered you.You have nothing to show for it.They won.My body is moving with pleasure, in abandonment as I let them punish me, fill me up, and take whatever self I have left, whatever piece of my old being is left. I am utterly and completely transformed in their hands and their bodies. In their mouths and their eyes. in their wolves and their humane.In their pleasure and their pain.Perhaps they will forgive you, when they know who you are… used to be, before. They have shown you how much they didn’t care for the people you killed because you wanted to punish them for what they watched and partook in years ago.“Landon!”Yes, he …. Will be har
DEANShe is devouring the meal I prepared for her like it's going to run away from her.“Were you that hungry?” I ask with a laugh when she shoots me w withering look.“farmished. You all have made me eat extra nowadays.”Oh yes, we have. We haven’t been able to keep our hands to ourselves. All five of us always want to be tangled up with each other all the time.“Well, you shouldn't be so full, I want us to head out.”She lowers the burrito I have made for her and wipes her mouth as she looks at me in question. “I thought we were going to be watching the football game.”Kyle and Cole have a game tonight, but that’s not where we are going. Landon is somewhere running errands, to check up on my little sisters and Kyle’s brothers. None of us can look at them right now. He has no problem with it either, being good with kids.“We aren’t going on a football game. They all know we won't be there not until later if we can.”“so where are we going then?”“I am taking you out on a date.”She c
STORM Landon and I have been on the road for a week now and right now, we are on our way back home. It's so early, and I am quiet in my seat as I look outside the window as he drives. My whole life changed when I met them, and I cannot take it back, every single of them. I don’t regret any of it. I have decided to go home knowing that there is always going to be darkness in me, it's there to stay, and the best part of it is, I have found boys who want to join in on my darkness. They have shared theirs and invited me into theirs. It's my time to let them in and invite them on in mine. For great love, you must go through the pain. To have all that you desire, you must sacrifice. Pain and love go hand in hand, for you cannot love if you don’t feel the pain of it, it goes together. You cannot know what you have until you have lost it all. And that’s what I realized during my break. I did what I had to do, even went away for a minute from my love to know how true that statement was.
STORM The bar around ends up being a biker's bar, with several bikers packed at the front. I shouldn’t, it's rowdy, and if I am guessing, when they see me alone some will try to hit on me taking me for a fragile little thing that has ended up where she isn’t supposed to. Even before I let that thought to sink in, I am already opening the door, the little bell at the top of the door chiming, and the whole bar goes quiet, all eyes turning towards me. I pause, taking it all in and all the people in. Burly men, tattoos covering their skins heavily, leather jackets and studs on some, a few girls on their laps, and they all look mean and menacing. I proceed to walk towards the tabletop counter where a woman bartender is watching me. everyone is watching me and after I sit down, when they realize I am not going away, they resume their talking. “what will you have?” she asks as she wipes a glass with the towel. “something that will make sure I have a good time tonight,” I reply as I hol
STORMDemons - Hayley Kiyoko is blasting off my speakers as I speed past cars on the highway. Singing along as I beat the steering wheel, wind in my hair as I come from a kill that left me freshly rejuvenated.It should worry me a great deal that the only thing that’s making me feel alive again is killing, but that thought only makes me laugh.I mean, who am I to deny who I am? Maybe it was destined for me to finally embrace this dark side of me without painting it to be a burden, like a means to an end to my purpose.I have no purpose now, other than to feel me again and love me.That’s a good purpose, I didn’t think I was all about self-love and all, I think to myself as I look at my blood-caked nails.I need to find a place to sleep in tonight, perhaps eat human food, cook of course, and sleep. Then tomorrow I do the same thing, I have a long list of people to unalive.I find a motel and check in, and I thank the gods for the showerhead, which has a fairly decent water pressure.I
STORMI never thought it could happen, but it is.I am standing by my Impala, looking at Ridgewood one last time before I speed away and I feel like I am leaving my soul and heart behind.This could be one of the things I will ever regret doing. I can't seem to remember why I am doing this because it hurts so much, but it's all for the better.I wipe away the tear sliding down my cheek and get in my car, revving the engine and speeding away.Back on the road again, alone, leaving all that I have ever wanted behind.I open my compartment glove and I find my old burner phone. I flip it open and find the number I am looking for.“hey Stevie, I need a job.”“Long time Cherry, where are you?”I am heading north, can you find me something worth my while?”“anything for you, but aren’t you rusty? Rumour has it-““Are you sending me the coordinates to a good hunt or not? I didn’t take you for a gossip.”“All I am saying is, now you are not as incognito as before, be careful out there.”“I did
KYLE It’s a rainy gloomy day. It must be matching with my moods and those around me as we all await our bride to walk up to us. The ceremony is being held outdoors, the planners had thought that the day would be sunny and warm, but the rain has started and hasn’t stopped since an hour ago. I don’t mind, as I know this is not exactly how I wanted us to do this so here we are. “why did she not choose the other location that was offered?” Dean asks me quietly as we stand at the front of the huge tent serving as our shelter. They still managed to pull it off with the lowers, it would look magical was it not for the bitterness and bad taste in my mouth about this day. “doesn't matter, we are not here to party, we are just a means to an end for her to leave us,” I respond to him. “Can we all stop doing this? It's already in motion so let's get this over with,” Landon mutters. None of us have been in good shape or moods since last week when she said that she wanted to leave and the o
STORMI find myself at Magdaline’s new house's doorstep.I press the doorbell before I think myself out of this.“come in honey,” she opens the door and waves me in I can feel all the walls drop down and I whimper as she pulls me into an embrace.“I have messed up everything,” I cry as she holds me.She soothes me and takes me to the couch. There is a young girl in the house who has been helping her and she brings me some tea and then leaves.“you have been through so much baby,” she says ss he pushes hair off my face.“I'm so tired,” I whisper as I curl on the couch, head on her lap.“I know,” she validates me. I go ahead and tell her all that has happened and she cries with me, and I feel so sleepy.“I don’t know if they will ever forgive me, but I need to get away.”“There is only one way that you can go away and they remain here unaffected by your absence.”“I will do it, anything. I need to fix myself and maybe one day we will be together again,” I tell her meaning every word.“y
STORM“so you have been feeling this? all of you?” I ask them and their grim faces tell me everything.“Baby, you shut us down every step we take to help you,” Kyle approaches me and I take a step back.“I don’t want your help,” I tell him and he looks like I have slapped him.I don’t mean to o this, but I don’t think I can stop.“you have been drowning and we have been here asking you how to help you and you have said no. I don’t know what to do, I don’t know how to save you,” Landon speaks to me gently.“I don’t want to be saved, no one can save me,” I say. I can feel tears scrolling down my face.“why are you doing this?” Dean asks, his voice hurt.I exhale, steeling myself. “because none of you understand.”“Help us then understand you, we love you so much, too much to let you be this way,” Kyle approaches me once again and I let him come close to me. “let us in, please.”I want to give in so much, but it's going to be the same. It's going to feel like it has been for a while now.
STORMMy whole being is cold. My insides are wound tight. I am aware of things that are happening, I can feel everything and I wish I wasn’t.Because tonight is the night all my fears have come true. I have been wishing my life was different for weeks now and tonight, the universe has said yes to them.I just lost my babies, and I know it's all,y doing. It doesn’t matter what they all say or try to tell me, this is my doing. They felt my hesitation, my longing for a different life and they have left me.You know what's stupid, it’s the fact that every time I felt like I was a clown, not being true to the rest of them I would talk to them and confide my true feelings to them.They wouldn’t judge me, they were inside me and they knew what was going on. They had come to be my partners in this ridiculously high life, and now they are gone.To be honest, I feel betrayed. They were here, and now they are gone. It's my fault, and yet a part of me thought that they would never leave.I am so
DEANI feel the pain laced through our bond.We have never cried before, but I can feel us all crying. storm has gone quiet, save for the double breathing she is experiencing. Kyle stands up as I take her in my arms straight to the tub.She isn’t even opening her eyes, her face is on my neck, holding on tight. The whole penthouse is quiet as we prepare a bath for her and I start to take off her clothes.She doesn’t let me.“let me get you cleaned up,” I ask her and she shakes her head no.“I need to be alone right now,” she says and I look at the others who all feel like the last thing she needs is to be alone.“Okay,” I say and start getting outside. The boys are hesitant to get out but we finally let her have the space and once the door is locked behind us, I can hear the soft cries.“fuck,” Cole sits outside the door head in his hands.“what the fuck happened?” I ask Landon quietly as I start to realize what has just happened. Storm just miscarried.“We were talking, she had an up