"Why do you have that look on your face," Frost said, staring at me questioningly. I shrugged with a smug look on my face turning to Kat. "Stay close but not too close. My mom might have left you in charge but your mom left me in charge," I said. Kat sighed and nodded. The absentees were visiting Raphael's mother and therefore were out of town. They left Kat behind because she saw her grandma almost every weekend. Its personal. "Seriously," Frost suddenly said hiding behind Kat. I glanced around, looking for a familiar face but found none. "What are we looking for," I asked her, my eyes searching furiously. "Tall, muscular, hot and my ex," my eyes immediately landed on the blonde talking to his fellow Adonis-es. No, thats not a real word but I gotta say, Frost knows how to pick 'em. "He's like a....," I trailed off, trying to think of som

  “What's going on here."    A door suddenly opened. It was partially hidden beside a bookshelf. Henry stood there. He glanced around the room, his eyes pausing  on mine. He slightly nodded his head and I tilted mine. My vision cleared.    “I'll  take care of this,” he said squaring his shoulders and  straightened his back. Meaning...    His father smiled proudly, walking towards him and patting him on the back.    “Make me proud son,” his father said, sending a devious look my way. He and his men then walked out of the room closing the door behind them.    Silence engulfed us as we all stood frozen, staring at each other. Suddenly a  muffled sound brought our attention to a desk. Kat! Henry and I immediately ran around the desk to see her. Henry removed the piece of cloth wrapped around her mouth and I got to work on the

      I smiled at a picture of Kat's kindergarten graduation photo. I loved her chubby cheeks. Sadly enough she obsessed over getting rid of it as soon as she hit puberty. I sighed and continued down the stairs.   "Hey," I greeted Henry with a smile.   "Hey, I wanted to talk to you," he said.   "Yeah, I got the message," I said glancing around.   "The hot dad let me in," I cringed as the words left his lips.   "Don't ever say that again," I said motioning for him to follow me as I walked into the living room.   "Is it wrong of me to say that I never thought you were rich," he said glancing around.   I chuckled, sitting down. "That was exactly what I was hoping to achieve. A taste of deception," I said pulling a pack of gummy bear open.   "So what did you want to talk about," I sa

  I walked out of the school building and unto the soccer field. With the green grass and golden sunshine, I welcomed a breathe of fresh air as it soothed my nerves. I was confident that even though may stalker was temporarily pacified, he was still watching me.   I scanned the field and paused when my eyes landed on the man dressed in sweats. I began to approach him, quickening my pace at the sight of tall figures leaving the changing room. As I got closer to the man, a familiar scent engulfed me. I was a few feet away when he turned and I suddenly knew why.   “Uncle Elijah,” I said enthusiastically. I nearly topped him over as I jumped and wrapped my arm around his neck.   “Hey,” he replied hugging me back. “Try not to kill me, I breathe air like every other guy,” he choked out. I immediately released him with a sheepish look on his face.   “What are you doing here,” I asked, the last

      How was supposed to fix a damaged link between the soul and the mind. You did great, Bella. Created a problem that you don’t know how to solve. Hey, Shadow care to lend a hand. I glanced out the window and saw no subtle movement. P**a!   I sighed and closed my eyes. The mind is a conduit for the soul. The eyes are the doorway to someone’s soul. I guess, I disrupted a link between the two but how do I reestablish that link. Huh, with magic, of course. Then that means that I can’t do it on my own. I felt a weight lift off my shoulders as I opened my eyes and glanced at Henry.   It needed to be a team effort. The more I thought about it the more excited I became.   “Right around the corner,” Frost directed.   “This is Simon's house. I haven’t seen him in a while,” Chris commented pulling into the driveway of two floor house submerged in trees.