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What if I told you that there are dangerous creatures living among you right now? Would you stop trusting your brother? Would lock yourself away from your sister? What if I told you that I was one of them? The creatures of the night. And yet more. I was born to lead them but first I had to wake up. Kelly McHale has already got family drama on her plate but now she must add a obsessive dragon spirit, a mysterious guy who rises from the ashes like a phoenix and the bad boy of the town with a bloody secret. What could go wrong? She begins to experience changes that hint to her being a lycanthroupe but her life is way too twisted to be that simple. What could go right? A twisty romance between these three guys who have the ability to rip each other apart for her. May the best creature of the night...win.
My life has never been my own. When I was 8 years old, I had an accident that split my family in two but it was already broken before that. My dad wasn't the best person or dad. He had a dangerous past that came for our family. My mom divorced him and then he just disappeared from our lives. I had an aunt that met briefly and an uncle, I never knew. Of course, I don't blame my mother but ever since I was 8, we have been constantly on the move.
My mom didn't fancy me living alone and her work was very important to her. So we moved to White Lake. A big enough town that was split in two, to house an unofficial area called Black Pond. Let's just say, it was much like the parliament of small countries. One town with two opposing districts that constantly vie for dominance. On one side was the Privitels and on the other was the Vicisski. The districts were separated by a legendary bridge, on one side was water as black as night and the other was as white as limestone. No one knew the true story of the water but I imagined that it was one to draw a crowd.
My mother and I lived with her sister, Aunty Ciara. She was nice, my favorite aunt even though I didn't know the other all that well. My aunt was expecting twins in a few months. Her husband, Rapheal was a sweetheart quitting his well paid job for an online teaching gig in order to take care of her. I had 3 cousins, Katrina, who was more like a sister and the twins, who weren't actually twins but everybody treated them as such. Kat was fortunate to get into an elite private school, close by Rachel's mothers home. That was were she spent most of her weekends. I was so jealous of her since I got stuck with White Lake High.
White Lake High was the bane of my existence from the moment I stepped a foot into the building I have had a bad feeling. The way most of the students stared at me was enough to awaken my anxiety. Though that was just at the edge. I was alright with have some drama queens whisper my name under their breathe and have some jocks regardless me like a peace of meat but to have the vice principal constantly picking on me and accusing me of things that I didn't do rubbed me the wrong way.
Though after 6 months of constant torment and detentions, yet zero suspension or expulsion, I have decided to lay low for this term. Hopefully, I don't get into anymore trouble.
I sighed and pulled my bag closer to me. The blue and white halls were bustling with teens. Chatting with one another about how their summer went and gossiping about the latest hot gossip. Essentially, 'Dimples'. Every step I took there was a murmur of that name. A partial photograph and a song which was mildly inappropriate and this man went viral in under 12 hours- correction boy. So many hormonal teenagers had hoped on the 'D' train faster than I could say 'fly'. Merchandize was printed and sold at insane prices within 2 days.
I questioned the sanity of parents of teenagers and the content that they let their kids streamed. I don't know if you've noticed but I wasn't his biggest fan, in fact I blame him for majority of the detentions that I had received during summer school.
I rolled my eyes and pushed harder through the crowd. The faster that I got to class, there faster I would get away from the brain cell deterioration called high school gossip but as always, fate had other plans.
"Who do you think you are texting my future boyfriend like that," a high pitch and very annoying voice yelled from down the corridor. A few students had paused the traffic of the hallway to watch the encounter.
I was so close to my classroom, so pushed forcefully against the bodies, my face contorting with discomfort every step of the way. I stepped out into a little space just before my classroom door. I realized that the person who was yelling was Angela Roberts, Queen Bee of White Lake High School. She was Barbie's twin sister or should I say, Barbie's evil, stupid twin. Since the moment 'D' blew up, she has been calling him her future boyfriend, the partial face of a teenage boy. She was arguing with Melanie Green, head cheerleader of the cheerleading team, who was currently dating the golden boy, Kyle Summers. Scandalous!
"Um, I don't see your name written on him," Melanie replied sneakily.
I sighed as I stared through the space between their bodies. The door was closed but standing on my toes I could see the teacher walking around and handing out papers.
"Uhm, excuse me," I tried to say politely. Why was I even trying to be nice?
"You know that I have a crush on him you bitch," Angela screamed at Melanie. I cringed at the frequency. I was not aware that the walls to this school were soundproof.
"You barely know him, you psycho and unlike you, he actually replied to one of my texts," Melanie said and a series of 'ooh burn' followed. I was sure that a response wasn't suddenly relationship status.
"Yeah, and I could care less. So if its not too much could you Barbie's take your conversation elsewhere. I'm trying to get to class," I snapped as the first bell rang.
"Who are you calling a Barbie, you hobo," Melanie said her face contorted with that of disgust.
I mean with my baggy jeans, oversized hoodie and run down converse, I do agree with her but that wasn't a very nice thing to say. Also Barbie was a well put together and distinguished figure. That doll has more PHDs than all that exists in the world.
"Oh, just the two girls with less self respect than the fly that lands on anything it sees," I retorted, gaining a few snickers and oohs. I was truly surprised that anyone got that joke.
"What's going on here," the voice of the vice principal suddenly sliced through the laughs of the crowd, that immediately dispersed. Here, we go again.
"Mommy," Angela suddenly ran towards the vice principal, my brows raised in genuine surprise. Melanie rolled her eyes.
"That girl was bullying us. She called me a slut," she exclaimed to her mommy.
"Are you serious," I said trying to defend myself. I mean I did but I didn't use that word.
"Be quiet," Mrs. Roberts boomed, finally gaining Mr. Crews attention.
She glanced me up and down with disdain and then peered into my eyes with hatred. "You must be the new student Kelly McHale. She said my name with so much hate, I thought that she would barf. I've been here for 6 months and right now she sounds like a broken record.
"Like Father, like daughter," she commented under her breath.
I narrowed my eyes and tilted my head slightly. What the hell does she know about my dad?
"You just got yourself another detention, missy," she said before ushering away, Melanie and Angela.
Mr. Crews opened the door and I walked in with a word. I took a seat at the back of the class and stared at the paper in front of me. I was so tempted to roll it into a ball and hit him over the head. I took deep breaths to calm myself.
So maybe I did deserve this one.
When Charles was 10 years old he and his father went on a trip. On their way back his father decided to take a short cut, the road was very bad and at the edge of a cliff. Little did his father know a storm was coming. The rainfall was brutal against the windshield and the fog was horrible. The lost thing they say before they went over the cliff and into the sea was a flash of headlights and then darkness. 5 years later an adolescent Charles Seamos washes up on a beach naked as the day he was born and with amnesia. Two days later a girl shows up at his doorsteps telling him he should come back home to his people and that the sirens are kidnapping the mermen. A day later his mom is kidnapped by a siren. Join Charles on his journey to find his mother and uncover many secrets and recovery his lost memories.
White Lake High School, a supernatural institution with supposedly mundane students yet to manifest their supernatural potential. One of them being me, Kelly Isabella McHale, hated by all but only hate one. The infamous, Instagram sensation 'Dimples'. Why do I hate him, you ask? Well, my first response will be the fact that ever since he came into existence, bad things have been happening to me, like barred from a good college bad. But the real reason begins with my initiation into the supernatural world through the death of Henry. 'Looks at the sky' The full moon draws near...or should I saw the blue moon. 'Eyes glow....'
Katie was forced to marry Dillan, a notorious ruffian. Her younger sister mocked her, "You're just an adopted daughter. Count your blessings for marrying him!" The world anticipated Katie's tribulations, but her married life unfurled with unexpected serenity. She even snagged a lavish mansion in a raffle! Katie jumped into Dillan's arms, credited him as her lucky charm. "No, Katie, it's you who brings me all this luck," Dillan replied. Then, one fateful day, Dillan's childhood friend came to her. "You're not worthy of him. Take this 50 million and leave him!" Katie finally grasped Dillan's true stature—the wealthiest man on the planet. That night, trembling with trepidation, she broached the subject of divorce with Dillan. However, with a domineering embrace, he told her, "I'd give you everything I have. Divorce is off the table!"
Charlee was left at the altar and became a laughingstock. She tried to keep her head high, but ultimately lost it when she received a sex tape of her fiance and her half-sister. Devastated, she ended up spending a wild night with a hot stranger. It was supposed to be one-time thing, but he kept popping up, helping her with projects and revenge, all while flirting with her constantly. Charlee soon realized that it was nice having him around, until her ex suddenly appeared at her door, begging for another chance. Her tycoon lover asked, “Who will you choose? Think carefully before you answer.”
For three years, Shane and Yvonne were wed, sharing heated nights, while his devotion clung to his ex. Yvonne strove to be a dutiful wife, yet their marriage felt hollow, built on desire rather than real warmth. All changed when she became pregnant, only for Shane to thrust her onto the operating table, warning, “Either you or the baby survives!” Broken by his cruelty, she vanished in grief and later returned, radiantly accomplished, leaving everyone awestruck. Haunted by remorse, Shane begged for another chance, but Yvonne only smiled and replied, “I’m sorry, men no longer interest me.”
Rumors claimed that Fernanda, newly back with her family, was nothing more than a violent country bumpkin. Fernanda just flashed a casual, dismissive grin in response. Another rumor suggested that the usually rational Cristian had lost all sense, madly in love with Fernanda. This frustrated her. She could tolerate gossip about herself, but slander against her beloved crossed the line! Gradually, as Fernanda's multiple identities as a celebrated designer, a savvy gamer, an acclaimed painter, and a successful business magnate came to light, everyone realized they were the ones who had been fooled.
"Miss Brown, I am the butler here at your service," the butler replied. "My master wants to buy the baby in your belly." "What?!" Does that mean the abortion didn't take place? Did they kidnap her from the operating table just to buy the baby? But why her? "You..." Alice was about to ask a question, but the man in front of her calmly continued, as if he had expected her question, "You're pregnant with his child, and he needs a child. That's all I can tell you." Alice was forced to sign a surrogacy contract and eight months later gave birth to two healthy babies. Fortunately, the man was unaware of her daughter's existence. It wasn't until five years later that fate brought them together again...
Janice, the long-forgotten legitimate heiress, made her way back to her family, pouring her heart into winning their hearts. Yet, she had to relinquish her very identity, her academic credentials, and her creative works to her foster sister. In return for her sacrifices, she found no warmth, only deeper neglect. Resolute, Janice vowed to cut off all emotional bonds. Transformed, she now stood as a master of martial arts, adept in eight languages, an esteemed medical expert, and a celebrated designer. With newfound resolve, she declared, "From this day forward, no one in this family shall cross me."