Chapter 7: Encounter.
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The teacher was a middle aged woman with a slight limp and crooked glasses, she reminded me of miss tall the next door lady from our last apartment, everyone refered to her that way because of her unusual height, no one knew her real name. Miss tall was single lady, she never got lucky with any relationship so she decided to live a carefree life catering for the orphan on the street. she was the one who told me everything I know about my father, apperently she was a friend of his and my mother met him when he came to visit miss tall but she never mentioned if he was dead or not.
"Quite down" the teacher shouted she seemed like a strict lady which was in contrast with the way she appeared. She introduced herself as Mrs martins and proceeded with her lectures.
The lectures was interesting but vague since it was the first week in school the teacher only did some introduction and acknowledgement, it was slow but I enjoyed it even with the constant chattering from students getting to know each other and making new friends. Mia was surprisingly quite during the entire lectures, I was kind of worried because I peg her for the quite type.
As I walked out of the lecture hall, my mind was a whirlwind of thoughts. The professor had just finished discussing a particularly complex topic, and I couldn't help but feel a bit overwhelmed although it was my first day in school and I was really excited, the constant chattering was taking a toll on me, I preferred staying in a quite environment. I knew I needed a break to clear my head, and there was no better place to do that than the cafeteria. I glanced at my watch and realized that Mia,would be waiting for me there, we agreed to meet there since she had a different course after Mrs martins class. Mia was a breath of fresh air, always cheerful and full of energy but she would become really quite anytime a class started so I figured she was a smart and working student despite her cheerful nature. I couldn't help but smile as I thought about our conversations, filled with laughter and endless banter. As I made my way through the bustling corridors, I could hear the chatter of fellow students discussing their classes, weekend plans, and everything in between. It was comforting to know that I wasn't alone in this journey, that we were all in this together. As I turned the corner, I suddenly found myself stopping dead in my tracks. There he was, walking right up to me, the most handsome man I had ever seen. His piercing green eyes seemed to glow against his sun-kissed skin, and his well-proportioned body was evident even beneath his casual clothing. He had a strong jawline, perfectly tousled hair, and an aura of confidence that was impossible to ignore. I felt my heart skip a beat as our eyes locked for a brief moment. It was as if time stood still, and all the noise around us faded into the background. I could feel my cheeks flush with heat, and I was suddenly very aware of my own appearance. I wished I had put more effort into my outfit that morning or spent a little extra time on my makeup. As he brushed pass me, the slight touch and friction of our skin sent waves throughout my body, I tried to regain my composure and remind myself that I was on my way to meet Mia. But it was difficult to tear my gaze away from him. Who was this mysterious man? Was he a student like me, or perhaps a visiting professor? I couldn't help but wonder what his story was and how our paths had crossed at this very moment I couldn't help but turn around and feed my eyes but when I did he was already taking a turn to the principal's office. Reluctantly, I forced myself to continue walking towards the cafeteria, stealing one last glance at the captivating stranger as I did so. As I entered the bustling room filled with the aroma of delicious food, I spotted Mia sitting by the window. Her eyes lit up when she saw me, and she waved enthusiastically. "Hey, Lisa! Over here!" she called out, beckoning me over. I smiled and made my way towards her, trying to push the thoughts of the handsome stranger to the back of my mind. As I sat down across from Mia, I couldn't help but notice that she seemed to be in an exceptionally good mood. Her eyes sparkled with excitement, and she practically bounced in her seat. "You'll never guess who I just met!" she exclaimed, barely able to contain her enthusiasm. I raised an eyebrow, intrigued. "Who?" Mia leaned in closer, her voice dropping to a conspiratorial whisper. "You know that guy everyone's been talking about? The super hot one with the green eyes and amazing body? I just bumped into him by the water fountain!" My heart raced as I realized we were talking about the same person. "No way," I breathed, unable to hide my astonishment. "What's his name?" Mia grinned, clearly enjoying the fact that she had information I desperately wanted. "I don't know, no one knows he doesn't talk to anyone, but he's in our year. Apparently, he did not take the exams with us but got in anyway because of his relationship with the principal ". I found myself daydreaming about what it would be like to get to know him better – to study together, laugh together, maybe even fall in love. But I quickly shook my head, reminding myself that I had only just met Mia and didn't want to jeopardize our budding friendship by becoming preoccupied with some guy. As we chatted over lunch, I did my best to focus on Mia and our conversation. But every now and then, my thoughts would drift back to the mysteries prince charming and his mesmerizing green eyes. I couldn't help but wonder if our paths would cross again, and what the future might hold for us. But for now, all I had was a name and a memory of a fleeting moment in time. It was a small piece of a much larger puzzle, one that I was eager to solve. While we were eating I got really curious about the other three super hot men everyone was talking about. I wondered if they were better looking than the green eyes prince charming or if he was on the top of the board. As I left the cafeteria with Mia, I couldn't help but feel that something extraordinary was waiting just around the corner. And I couldn't wait to find out what it was.
Chapter 8: School ClubsMia's eyes widened as she spotted the dessert section. "Look at those cupcakes!" she exclaimed, pointing at the frosted treats topped with rainbow sprinkles. My gaze followed Mia's finger, and i couldn't help but smile at the sight. When it was our turn to be served, i decided on a turkey and cheese sandwich with a side of Caesar salad, while Mia opted for a slice of lasagna accompanied by garlic bread. We both picked up a cupcake, promising to savor it as a reward for surviving our first day in school. I realized that the only other thing capable of keeping Mia quite was food. As they ate, Lily and Mia exchanged stories about their morning classes. Lily recounted her hilarious encounter with Mr. Thompson, the quirky history teacher who had a penchant for wearing mismatched socks. Mia, on the other hand, regaled Lily with tales of Mrs. Peters, the eccentric art teacher who insisted that everyone address her as "Madame Picasso."The girls laughed at each other
Chapter 9: Weird SensesAthdal ~~I awoke to the sound of my alarm, a gentle chime that echoed through my apartment. The sun had barely risen, casting a soft golden light across the room. I stretched, feeling the familiar pull of muscles and sinew as I prepared myself for the day ahead. After three centuries of hiding amongst humans, today marked the first day of a new chapter in my life - my first day at college. As a hybrid, I had spent centuries blending into human society, concealing my true nature from those around me. I rose from my bed, the soft cotton sheets falling away from my lithe form. My hair was a mass of silvery-white curls that cascaded down my back, a stark contrast to the tanned skin that covered my muscular frame. I dressed quickly, choosing simple clothing that would help me blend in with my fellow students - jeans, a plain t-shirt, and a comfortable pair of sneakers. I glanced in the mirror, studying my reflection for any signs that I stood out too much, it wasn'
Chapter 1: The Unseen World of Orleana In the depths of darkness, where shadows lurk and secrets thrive, there exists a world unbeknownst to ordinary humans. A supernatural realm filled with creatures of myth and legend, where vampires, werewolves, and witches coexist in a delicate balance of power. This is the story of Orleana, a town shrouded in mystery and teeming with untold wonders. Orleana was not your average town; it was a haven for those who sought refuge from the prying eyes of the human world. Here, they could live their lives freely, unencumbered by the prejudice and fear that plagued their kind elsewhere. The town's inhabitants were a diverse mix of supernatural beings, each with their own unique abilities and characteristics. Among them, one individual stood out above the rest – Athdal, a young hybrid of vampire and werewolf blood. Athdal was a rare breed, born of a forbidden union between a vampire and a werewolf. His very existence defied the laws of nature, making
Chapter 2: The Gathering Storm Orleana, nestled within the heart of an ancient forest, was once known for its picturesque landscapes and the serene beauty that nature had bestowed upon it. However, during the last few months, the town's tranquility gave way to an unsettling aura, one that whispered of an encroaching war between the vampires and werewolves. The vampires, with their aristocratic grace and insatiable thirst for blood, had long been at odds with the werewolves – fierce, loyal creatures who protected their own with a ferocity unmatched by any other supernatural being. As tensions mounted, the scent of bloodshed began to permeate the air, tainting Orleana's once-pristine atmosphere. Athdal, as a wise and cunning leader, had chosen to keep his pack hidden from the prying eyes of both factions, determined to stay on the sidelines of the impending war. Athdal's sanctuary lay deep within the heart of the forest, concealed by an enchantment that kept intruders at bay. His pack
Chapter 3: The Unlikely Alliance The sun dipped below the horizon, casting long shadows across the town of Orleana. A cold wind blew through the streets, carrying whispers of an impending war between werewolves and vampires. Both sides were gathering their forces, preparing for a battle that would determine the fate of their kind and the town itself. Athdal, stood on the outskirts of Orleana with his pack of hybrids, observing the tension brewing in the town. He was irritated by the greed of the warewolves and the constant killings carried out by the vampires on the street without any restraint. He tried countless times to get the two races to see past their differences and build a powerful stronghold for themselves against the hunters and any other person that would pose a threat to them but the warewolves with their pride and stubborn nature could not stand bowing their heads and living in peace with the sanister and reckless vampires. Despite their rejection, Athdal and his pack
Chapter4: The Battle of Shadows The stronghold of Marcus, the Dracula, the mysterious leader of the vampires, hidden deep within the treacherous Darkwood Forest, was a fortress unlike any other. Its walls were made from the bones of fallen enemies, and its halls echoed with the tortured screams of those who had dared to defy the vampire leader. Garon and Layla knew that storming the stronghold would be a suicide mission, but they had no choice. If they wanted to emerge victorious from the war, they had to strike at the heart of the enemy. With Athdal by their side they were certain to defeat him. But when they got there it was empty. Marcus realizing their plan to cut him off had decided to leave his castle since his worriors were not there, moving the place of combat to the dark forest where he had an overwhelming advantage because of the cover from the sun and his clear sight in the dark. "I have his scent so he isn't far from here" Garon said. Without much deliberation, they follo
Chapter 5: The betrayal The wind howled and the moon shone bright, casting eerie shadows on the forest floor. Artdal, stood tall with his piercing green eyes locked onto his adversaries – Garon and Layla, the two werewolves who had betrayed him. His heart burned with rage and betrayal as he faced them, knowing that they had sided with Marcus, the ruthless vampire lord, out of fear for their own survival. Garon, with a towering figure with a muscular build which now carried a lot af scratches and a scar across his left eye, snarled at Artdal. "You were always too blind to see the truth, Artdal, your strength and arrogance made you blind" he growled, his voice laced with venom. "We knew you would become too powerful if we let you live. We had no choice but to ally ourselves with Marcus." Layla, the beautiful and cunning she-wolf, looked at Artdal with a mixture of pity and disdain. "You should have seen this coming, Athdal," she sneered. "Did you really think we would let you rule over
Chapter 6: A New Beginning The sun rose slowly over Silver Creek, casting its warm golden light upon the sleepy town. As the first rays of sunlight streamed through the curtains, Lisa Micheal awoke to the sound of her alarm clock.Today was the day she had been dreaming of and working towards for as long as she could remember. It was a day she had been anxiously awaiting for weeks - her first day at her new school. The summer had flown by in a blur of excitement and anticipation, and now the moment was finally here. Lisa took a deep breath and whispered to herself, "This is it. A new beginning." Lisa's family had moved to the picturesque town of silver creek over the summer, leaving behind their bustling city life. It was a drastic change, but one that they all welcomed with open arms. Lisa's father had died when she was young, at least that was what her mother always told her anytime she asked about him. She barely knew anything about him not even a picture, he was like a bad omen he
Chapter 9: Weird SensesAthdal ~~I awoke to the sound of my alarm, a gentle chime that echoed through my apartment. The sun had barely risen, casting a soft golden light across the room. I stretched, feeling the familiar pull of muscles and sinew as I prepared myself for the day ahead. After three centuries of hiding amongst humans, today marked the first day of a new chapter in my life - my first day at college. As a hybrid, I had spent centuries blending into human society, concealing my true nature from those around me. I rose from my bed, the soft cotton sheets falling away from my lithe form. My hair was a mass of silvery-white curls that cascaded down my back, a stark contrast to the tanned skin that covered my muscular frame. I dressed quickly, choosing simple clothing that would help me blend in with my fellow students - jeans, a plain t-shirt, and a comfortable pair of sneakers. I glanced in the mirror, studying my reflection for any signs that I stood out too much, it wasn'
Chapter 8: School ClubsMia's eyes widened as she spotted the dessert section. "Look at those cupcakes!" she exclaimed, pointing at the frosted treats topped with rainbow sprinkles. My gaze followed Mia's finger, and i couldn't help but smile at the sight. When it was our turn to be served, i decided on a turkey and cheese sandwich with a side of Caesar salad, while Mia opted for a slice of lasagna accompanied by garlic bread. We both picked up a cupcake, promising to savor it as a reward for surviving our first day in school. I realized that the only other thing capable of keeping Mia quite was food. As they ate, Lily and Mia exchanged stories about their morning classes. Lily recounted her hilarious encounter with Mr. Thompson, the quirky history teacher who had a penchant for wearing mismatched socks. Mia, on the other hand, regaled Lily with tales of Mrs. Peters, the eccentric art teacher who insisted that everyone address her as "Madame Picasso."The girls laughed at each other
Chapter 7: Encounter.Lisa_The teacher was a middle aged woman with a slight limp and crooked glasses, she reminded me of miss tall the next door lady from our last apartment, everyone refered to her that way because of her unusual height, no one knew her real name. Miss tall was single lady, she never got lucky with any relationship so she decided to live a carefree life catering for the orphan on the street. she was the one who told me everything I know about my father, apperently she was a friend of his and my mother met him when he came to visit miss tall but she never mentioned if he was dead or not."Quite down" the teacher shouted she seemed like a strict lady which was in contrast with the way she appeared. She introduced herself as Mrs martins and proceeded with her lectures. The lectures was interesting but vague since it was the first week in school the teacher only did some introduction and acknowledgement, it was slow but I enjoyed it even with the constant chattering f
Chapter 6: A New Beginning The sun rose slowly over Silver Creek, casting its warm golden light upon the sleepy town. As the first rays of sunlight streamed through the curtains, Lisa Micheal awoke to the sound of her alarm clock.Today was the day she had been dreaming of and working towards for as long as she could remember. It was a day she had been anxiously awaiting for weeks - her first day at her new school. The summer had flown by in a blur of excitement and anticipation, and now the moment was finally here. Lisa took a deep breath and whispered to herself, "This is it. A new beginning." Lisa's family had moved to the picturesque town of silver creek over the summer, leaving behind their bustling city life. It was a drastic change, but one that they all welcomed with open arms. Lisa's father had died when she was young, at least that was what her mother always told her anytime she asked about him. She barely knew anything about him not even a picture, he was like a bad omen he
Chapter 5: The betrayal The wind howled and the moon shone bright, casting eerie shadows on the forest floor. Artdal, stood tall with his piercing green eyes locked onto his adversaries – Garon and Layla, the two werewolves who had betrayed him. His heart burned with rage and betrayal as he faced them, knowing that they had sided with Marcus, the ruthless vampire lord, out of fear for their own survival. Garon, with a towering figure with a muscular build which now carried a lot af scratches and a scar across his left eye, snarled at Artdal. "You were always too blind to see the truth, Artdal, your strength and arrogance made you blind" he growled, his voice laced with venom. "We knew you would become too powerful if we let you live. We had no choice but to ally ourselves with Marcus." Layla, the beautiful and cunning she-wolf, looked at Artdal with a mixture of pity and disdain. "You should have seen this coming, Athdal," she sneered. "Did you really think we would let you rule over
Chapter4: The Battle of Shadows The stronghold of Marcus, the Dracula, the mysterious leader of the vampires, hidden deep within the treacherous Darkwood Forest, was a fortress unlike any other. Its walls were made from the bones of fallen enemies, and its halls echoed with the tortured screams of those who had dared to defy the vampire leader. Garon and Layla knew that storming the stronghold would be a suicide mission, but they had no choice. If they wanted to emerge victorious from the war, they had to strike at the heart of the enemy. With Athdal by their side they were certain to defeat him. But when they got there it was empty. Marcus realizing their plan to cut him off had decided to leave his castle since his worriors were not there, moving the place of combat to the dark forest where he had an overwhelming advantage because of the cover from the sun and his clear sight in the dark. "I have his scent so he isn't far from here" Garon said. Without much deliberation, they follo
Chapter 3: The Unlikely Alliance The sun dipped below the horizon, casting long shadows across the town of Orleana. A cold wind blew through the streets, carrying whispers of an impending war between werewolves and vampires. Both sides were gathering their forces, preparing for a battle that would determine the fate of their kind and the town itself. Athdal, stood on the outskirts of Orleana with his pack of hybrids, observing the tension brewing in the town. He was irritated by the greed of the warewolves and the constant killings carried out by the vampires on the street without any restraint. He tried countless times to get the two races to see past their differences and build a powerful stronghold for themselves against the hunters and any other person that would pose a threat to them but the warewolves with their pride and stubborn nature could not stand bowing their heads and living in peace with the sanister and reckless vampires. Despite their rejection, Athdal and his pack
Chapter 2: The Gathering Storm Orleana, nestled within the heart of an ancient forest, was once known for its picturesque landscapes and the serene beauty that nature had bestowed upon it. However, during the last few months, the town's tranquility gave way to an unsettling aura, one that whispered of an encroaching war between the vampires and werewolves. The vampires, with their aristocratic grace and insatiable thirst for blood, had long been at odds with the werewolves – fierce, loyal creatures who protected their own with a ferocity unmatched by any other supernatural being. As tensions mounted, the scent of bloodshed began to permeate the air, tainting Orleana's once-pristine atmosphere. Athdal, as a wise and cunning leader, had chosen to keep his pack hidden from the prying eyes of both factions, determined to stay on the sidelines of the impending war. Athdal's sanctuary lay deep within the heart of the forest, concealed by an enchantment that kept intruders at bay. His pack
Chapter 1: The Unseen World of Orleana In the depths of darkness, where shadows lurk and secrets thrive, there exists a world unbeknownst to ordinary humans. A supernatural realm filled with creatures of myth and legend, where vampires, werewolves, and witches coexist in a delicate balance of power. This is the story of Orleana, a town shrouded in mystery and teeming with untold wonders. Orleana was not your average town; it was a haven for those who sought refuge from the prying eyes of the human world. Here, they could live their lives freely, unencumbered by the prejudice and fear that plagued their kind elsewhere. The town's inhabitants were a diverse mix of supernatural beings, each with their own unique abilities and characteristics. Among them, one individual stood out above the rest – Athdal, a young hybrid of vampire and werewolf blood. Athdal was a rare breed, born of a forbidden union between a vampire and a werewolf. His very existence defied the laws of nature, making