"I had hoped that we could share my vision and lead our race into a brighter future... together," he said darkly.
"A brighter future?" Katherine said in disbelief, anger overriding the warning her instincts were telling her.
Get out of there, Katherine, the warning seemed to say. Get out of there now..
"What brighter future? The one where you enslave all of mankind? You mean that future? Have you never even heard of The Ten Commandments? The movie where God sends Moses to free al the slaves because slavery is - you know-bad?"
"Katherinet, ye are young -far too young to understand all that is about to take place. I hope that one day we will stand side by side as father and daughter, fightin' for the future of our kind. But know that what I do now, I do for yer sake as much as for the sake of all our kind" Convel said, his voice heavy with regret.
"And what exactly is it that you're going to do ?" Katherine asked, folding her arms and glaring at Conv
Katherine had no idea how she was going to take on thirteen well-trained lycanthropes, powers or no powers, but she knew she didn't have much of a choice.Katherine took several deep breaths, preparing for the next attack. The lycanthropes began transforming right and left, and the next attack came from behind, knocking Katherine to the ground.Oh God, no. No, it can't end like this, Katherine thought as she struggled to get the wolf off of her but more joined it, holding her down and soon Katherine had seven or eight lycanthropes' paws on her back, pushing her down.She felt like she couldn't breathe, and her breaths were forced and panicked, tears of fear forming in her eyes."Get off... of... MEP" Katherine said, screaming the last word in desperate hysteria.Suddenly Katherine felt the back of her shirt rip, forced open from the inside, and then the wolves that had been holding her down were flying off of her in all directions.Katherine
Katherine stood there for what seemed a lifetime, staring at the place where Convel had just stood.She forced herself to choke back sob after sob, holding her hand to her mouth, never letting a Sound of it escape her lips lest Convel hear it and come back. Katherine didn't know if she had the strength to tell him no again with the way she was feeling.But she had burned that bridge and it had to stay burned if she was ever going to have a normal life, or at least some semblance of one.Once Katherine had overcome her feelings and felt more in control, she forced herself to wipe the tears from her eyes and walk back toward shore. The fog wasn't quite as bad as it had been and seemed to be dissipating again,coming and going as though it couldn't make up its mind, allowing Katherine a clear view of where she had left her boat.The merman opened his mouth to speak but was interrupted when they both heard the distinct Sound of a motorboat speeding through the
The hothouse air was warm and comfortable to Katherine as she lay atop Tyler who was stretched out on the large stone bench that Tyler had placed there after he had first encountered her there. Her cheek rested against his chest as his left arm encircled her waist possessively. His other hand was occupied with stroking her hair, which he insisted remained loose as it was so much easier to run his fingers through it that way.They had been that way for hours but it seemed only moments to Katherine.“Katherine?" Tyler said tentatively."Hmm?" Katherine asked lazily.When he took too long in answering. Katherine opened her eyes and lifted her head to look at him resting her chin on her interwoven fingers.“What's wrong?" she asked softly. "Am I too heavy?"Concerned that she was crushing him, she began to move off of him."No!" Tyler said, crushing her back to his chest as though the thought of her leaving him was unbearable.
Foggy dreams and Hothouse foreboding fog. All I saw was fog. But then, that's how it always began. With fog. The heavy fog made the air thick and harder to breathe. It's surrounded me in a suffocating cocoon. This was my idea of hell. A blinding white light flashed through the fog. Panic overwhelming my senses, I turned around, frantically searching for a way out, the feeling of gritty sand beneath my feet. And then another blinding flash. Something was moving through the fog; I could feel the change in the air surrounding me. "Kathy…" a m
It was dark still, but the first days of Dawn were peaking through the glass walls of the fragrant hothouse. It was always this way in the mornings and I could always be found living across the cushioned white wicker bench in the middle of the rather large glass building at that early hour. It was one of the few places that no one cared to bother me, not even my best friend Sophia. The Wildflower hall, being a hotel, had very few places for private, undisturbed contemplation. The hothouse was one of them. At that moment I was contemplating the strange feeling I had in my gut that something was going to happen, though good or bad I couldn't tell.All I knew was that it was something importa
I pushed in a quarter and then another after it before dialing the number to my brother's college dorm. I knew that his classes were later than mine, so it was perfect time for me to have a heart to heart talk with my brother. I just hope he's up till now, I don't want to disturb his sleep, but I know that he's a morning person.The phone rang and rang, its annoying trill grinding on my already raw nerves. My palms were getting sticky and wet from the sweat, making the receiver slip around through my hands. I was nervous about my first day, but I would never accept this fact out loud.Why else would I be bothering my brother at what would very likely to be called an inconvenient tim
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AUTHOR'S POVWhen the woman's eyes met Kathrine's she smiled warmly and walked towards her."My dear you must be Katherine," the woman said with an almost affectionate look in her eyes," I have been so looking forward to meeting you since Mrs Scott and I spoke on the phone last week. I hope you are settling into your new house well."The woman took Katherine's hand in her own and led her to the chair in front of the antique desk. Kathryn sat in it, while the women perched elegantly on the edge of the desk."I assume that you are Principal Kingsley?" Kathryn asked with a slight raise of her eyebrows."Oh yes, do forgive me," the Principal said lo