"She is with Adams," Anna said, her voice filled with a mix of surprise and concern. "Adams! Really?" Mathias exclaimed, his brows furrowing with a hint of sadness. Meanwhile, Adams took Clara for a walk nearby as they engaged in conversation. "...so what's next for you now? I know it must be difficult for you to see your girlfriend making out with another boy, especially your basketball teammate. But don't you think you were a bit too harsh on her by ending your relationship just like that? You two were deeply in love... Are you absolutely certain that breaking up was the right decision?" Clara asked, her voice laced with empathy. "I don't know if I did the right thing, but it felt like the only thing to do. It was the only thought consuming my mind at that moment. It hurts so much when someone you love takes your love for granted, betrays the bond we shared, the way Ella did. I don't think I'll ever be able to forgive her for that," he said, his tone heavy with emotional pain. "
Clara and her mum sat at the dining table, savoring a delicious dinner of hot Apple pie paired with refreshing fruit juice. " ...so how was school today, darling?" Dr. Ellen asked her daughter, her voice filled with warmth and curiosity, eager to hear about Clara's day. "Well, it was quite okay, thanks," Clara replied, taking a sip from her glass of juice, feeling a mixture of contentment and a hint of excitement. "What about work?" Clara inquired, genuinely interested in her mother's day as well. "It was good too... So, did anything strange or noteworthy happen in school today that you'd like to tell me?" Dr. Ellen asked, her eyes searching Clara's face, hoping for a glimpse of any encounters with Damian. "Strange?... Nothing strange happened, really. Well, except for the fact that an unexpected visitor came to school today," Clara revealed, a soft smile gracing her lips as her thoughts drifted to Adams. "An unexpected visitor?" Dr. Ellen repeated, her mind immediately jumping t
“What are you?” the sheriff asked, his voice trembling with terror. He couldn't fathom whether the being before him was a man or a monstrous creature responsible for the trail of death. The only discernible features were the two piercing, glowing red eyes that stared back at him. Drawing closer, Damian's eyes intensified, emitting an eerie and unsettling light. “Death,” he replied with a chilling certainty, effortlessly lifting Sheriff Jenkins from the ground and forcefully slamming him against the wall. The sheriff could feel the sheer strength and menace emanating from his attacker. “I heard you were searching for Eric Damian. Well, here I am, and I have a little present for you, ” Damian taunted, his voice laced with sadistic satisfaction. Slowly, he extended his hand and plunged it into the sheriff's chest, causing unimaginable agony to course through his body. The sheriff let out a piercing scream, his voice filled with anguish and despair. Sheriff Jenkins gasped for breath a
Clara looked really confused and terrified about this; how could she be affected in real life by something that happened in her dream? Location: Great Hill High Time: 12 noon (During lunch break, Clara and her friends sat at the table eating, gisting, and laughing, but Clara was unusually quiet.) Mathias noticed that his friend Clara wasn't really contributing much to their conversation, unlike her usual self, and he sensed that something must be bothering her. However, he didn't want to ask her about it in front of everyone, so he decided to wait. After they had finished having lunch in the cafeteria, Clara and her friends headed out to the basketball court to watch their school team practice for the upcoming finals. As they walked, Clara excused herself, saying she had to use the restroom. After a minute, Mathias also excused himself, using the same excuse. As he searched for Clara, Mathias accidentally bumped into Tyler, one of Steven's friends, and Mathias thought, "Oh no, pl
“Is it... my destiny to kill Clara?" Mathias muttered, his voice filled with confusion and desperation, as he grappled with his inner turmoil. Mrs. Fernanda's voice resonated with a mix of authority and concern as she explained, "Yes, my child, it has been foretold long ago. We witches are the guardians of balance in the supernatural realm, the bridge between mankind and the creatures of darkness. We bear the responsibility to keep these powerful beings in check, for the sake of humanity. But hybrids like Clara... they are an anomaly, even among the supernatural. They pose a grave threat to both worlds. We already have her father, a result of the chief elder's regrettable ignorance. Though he became a hybrid, his inability to reproduce offered a small measure of solace. Yet, everything has changed now. Somehow, he managed to father a child, and soon, she will have children of her own. Can you fathom a world where hybrids roam in countless numbers? One alone is a catastrophe... but two
"I believe you, even though it's rare for an animal to save a human, but I have heard such cases before... maybe the wolf was drawn to you by your smell or out of curiosity or for whatever reasons it had. It really doesn't matter what matters is that it came to your rescue, so in some kind of way, the wolf is your friend. However, the big question now is, since the wolf is your friend, why are you having nightmares of it instead of sweet dreams?" Dr. Olivia said, her voice filled with genuine curiosity and concern. "I... I don't know, but I don't think the wolf that saved me is the same wolf in my dreams," Clara said, her voice tinged with uncertainty and confusion. "How do you mean?" Dr. Olivia asked, her tone encouraging Clara to elaborate. "That's because they look kinda different from each other," Clara said, her voice trailing off, revealing her struggle to articulate her thoughts. Dr. Olivia paused, her brows furrowing as she contemplated the information for a few seconds. "
Clara sat in her living room, feeling exhausted after her session with Dr. Olivia. "So, tell me, how did it go? Dr. Olivia is quite intriguing and amazing, isn't she?" Clara's mother, Dr. Ellen, asked. "Well, you can add 'lunatic' to her list of admirable qualities," Clara retorted. "What? That's a harsh thing to say. I thought I raised you better than this," Dr. Ellen responded, unimpressed by Clara's attitude. "I'm sorry, Mom, but I think her methods are completely crazy. How on earth does she suggest that meeting up with the wolf I saw in the woods will help stop my nightmares?" Clara explained, her frustration evident. Her mother was taken aback by Clara's words. "She said that?" Dr. Ellen inquired, wanting to ensure she had heard her daughter correctly. "Yes, she did. Seriously, are you sure she's even a qualified therapist?" Clara said, sinking into the couch. Dr. Ellen pondered for a moment. "Well, if she believes it will help, I think we should give it a try. We might ne
Mathias lay on his bed, squeezing his eyes shut tightly, desperately hoping that his grandpa would appear to him once again and share some valuable information that could help him break the curse... He kept his eyes closed for what felt like an eternity, trying to empty his mind and anxiously awaiting his grandpa's presence. However, no matter how hard he wished, his grandpa never materialized. Mathias reluctantly opened his eyes and sat up straight on his bed. "Please, grandpa, I need your guidance," he whispered, his voice filled with longing. He glanced at the magic book resting beside him. He had meticulously combed through every page of the book, but to his disappointment, he found nothing helpful. The elusive secrets his grandfather had mentioned seemed to elude him. Perhaps his grandpa was mistaken. "Grandpa was wrong? But he has never been wrong before... never," he murmured to himself in disbelief. With a determined sigh, Mathias reached for the book once more and opened
He wasn't alone though, his extended wolf family, his mother, little sister Karen and his best friend Noah where with him and also Lucian former men who are now his men, he was now their new Alpha.“ Everyone will know that Eric Damian still lives on in all of us, we all are going to stand for justice just as he did. He might have gone but the legacy he left behind is still very much alive and it lives on in all of us, ” Adams said, supporting what Clara had been saying....There were five persons when they started but at the end of the funeral of the great Eric Damian there were more than a 100 persons present....( Vivian and Dr Ellen having a discussion )“.. I can only imagine what you are feeling right now, it's never easy losing someone you love but losing two people you love on the same day that's_ I don't really know the right adjectives to describe it, ” Dr Ellen said.“ Chriswell didn't deserve
It's been three days now, three days since the great sacrifice was done, three days since the Great Hybrid Eric Damian left the world sacrificing his soul for that of his daughter Clara.The heavens were still mourning over his death as the rain was still coming down flooding the streets of Great Hill Town.Today is the day they finally put Eric Damian to rest, his ashes would be buried under the soil....( Dr Ellen residents )Knock, knock, knock.“ Hold on, I am coming. ” Dr Ellen said as she heard a knock on her door.She was in the kitchen preparing breakfast for Clara and herself...... Walking to the door she opened it.She saw two people standing in front of her doorstep with umbrellas covering their faces.“ Good morning, Dr Ellen. ” Mathias greeted.“ Good morning Dr Ellen, ” Fateema greeted also.“ Good morning kids, come on in. ” Dr Elle
“ Damian!!! ” he roared loudly and The Fiery Red Demon stopped walking and turned around to face Lucian.“ We are not done just yet, you must meet your end tonight!!! ” he screamed but The Fiery Red Demon wasn't interested in whatever he had to say.So he turned around and continued walking away still carrying Clara.“ Face me! Face me! Attack him!!! '' Lucian ordered but his men were reluctant to obey that command.They were all very fearful of Damian at this moment and this got Lucian really angry.He swiped one of his men's head away and pulled the heart of another.“ I said attack!!! ” he barked and his men were forced to attack....However Adams and his men stood in their way and at this point more back up had arrived.Noah with the other wolves alongside Mathias and Fateema.“ I will advise you all to back down, ” Adams groaned at them.
( The Final War )The werewolf picked up sergeant Chriswell from his back, turned him around before pulling out his heart.Chriswell dropped dead...Eric Damian still had Lucian's claws pointing out from his stomach and the ancient dagger deep into his chest.The dagger was coursing him unimaginable pain but Damian still has a little relief thanks to Chriswell.He had gunned down a large amount of witches and for the moment the witches had stopped casting their spell that made Damian experience a very painful pain in his head as they were grieving for their sister's death.Thanks to the now dead Sergeant Chriswell Damian had a slim chance to survive this but he had to act fast.“ Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh! ” he screamed out.However this wasn't a scream of pain but of anger, great anger.As he screamed he stared into Peterson's eyes who was still press
( The Final War )The werewolf picked up sergeant Chriswell from his back, turned him around before pulling out his heart.Chriswell dropped dead...Eric Damian still had Lucian's claws pointing out from his stomach and the ancient dagger deep into his chest.The dagger was coursing him unimaginable pain but Damian still has a little relief thanks to Chriswell.He had gunned down a large amount of witches and for the moment the witches had stopped casting their spell that made Damian experience a very painful pain in his head as they were grieving for their sister's death.Thanks to the now dead Sergeant Chriswell Damian had a slim chance to survive this but he had to act fast.“ Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh! ” he screamed out.However this wasn't a scream of pain but of anger, great anger.As he screamed he stared into Peterson's eyes who was still press
Adams wasn't alone, though. His extended wolf family, including his mother, little sister Karen, and his best friend Noah where with him as well as Lucian's former men one of his men but now under Adams' command, stood beside him as well, acknowledging Adams as their new Alpha. “Everyone will know that Eric Damian still lives on in all of us. We all stand for justice, just as he did. He might be gone, but the legacy he left behind is still very much alive, resonating within each one of us,” Adams declared, passionately affirming Clara's sentiments. Initially, there were only five individuals present, but by the end of the funeral of the great Eric Damian, the gathering had swelled to over a hundred people, paying their respects. ( Vivian and Dr. Ellen having a discussion ) “.. I can only imagine the depth of emotions you're experiencing right now. It's never easy to lose someone you love, but losing two beloved individuals on the same day—I struggle to find the appropriate words to
It's been three days now, three days since the great sacrifice was done, three days since the Great Hybrid Eric Damian left the world, his soul sacrificed for that of his daughter Clara. The heavens were still mourning over his death as the rain continued to pour down, flooding the streets of Great Hill Town. Today is the day they finally put Eric Damian to rest, his ashes would be buried under the soil.... ( Dr Ellen, filled with grief and sorrow, residents ) Knock, knock, knock. “ Hold on, I am coming," Dr Ellen said, her voice weary and laden with sadness, as she heard a gentle knock on her door. She was in the kitchen, weariness etched on her face, preparing breakfast for Clara and herself. Slowly, she made her way to the door and opened it. She saw two people standing in front of her doorstep, their faces hidden beneath umbrellas, their presence shrouded in a veil of sorrow. “ Good morning, Dr Ellen," Mathias greeted, his voice tinged with sadness. “ Good morning, Dr Elle
"Damian!!!" Lucian bellowed, his voice reverberating through the air. The Fiery Red Demon halted his steps and pivoted to face Lucian, his fiery gaze locking with Lucian's. "We are far from finished! Tonight, you shall meet your demise!" Lucian's voice erupted, filled with rage and determination. Yet, the Fiery Red Demon remained uninterested, showing no regard for Lucian's words. Turning around the Damian continued walking with Clara in his strong but gentle arms. "Face me! Face me! Attack him!" Lucian's voice thundered, commanding his men to strike. But fear had taken hold of their hearts, rendering them hesitant to obey his orders. They trembled in the presence of Damian, their leader's power gnawing at their resolve. Lucian's fury surged, boiling within him like molten lava. Without a second thought, he swept away the head of one of his men and tore out the heart of another. "I said attack!" he barked, his voice sharp as a blade, leaving his men with no choice but to comply re
The werewolf, with a savage strength, seized Sergeant Chriswell from behind, violently twisting him around before mercilessly ripping out his heart. With a lifeless thud, Chriswell collapsed, his body now devoid of any signs of life. Eric Damian, despite the excruciating pain coursing through his body from Lucian's claws embedded in his stomach and the ancient dagger plunged into his chest, refused to yield. The dagger inflicted unimaginable torment upon him, but Damian found a sliver of relief in knowing that Chriswell's sacrifice had momentarily halted the witches' spell, sparing him from the searing agony in his head caused by their grieving for their fallen sister. Supported by the deceased Sergeant Chriswell's sacrifice, Damian clung to a slim chance of survival, but time was of the essence. In a burst of anguish, he let out a piercing scream, not only fueled by physical torment but also by an overwhelming surge of anger. Amidst his cries, his eyes locked onto Peterson's gaz