《The Alpha's Human Mate》Chapter 19 Threats
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Xavier was practically on Monday when he told everyone that I said yes to being his girlfriend. Ivy and Audrey were also over the moon, each of them giving me a bone-crushing hug.
"So what did you think of the whole date set up?" Ivy asked excitedly.
We were all standing by my locker, waiting for the first bell to ring. Xavier refused to take his hands off of me, currently, he had one arm slung over my shoulders squishing Mr into his side.
"I loved it, it was like a fairytale," I told the girls.
Ivy and Audrey high-fived each other before saying an 'I told you so' to the boys.
"Xavier was clueless about what to do for your date so Ivy and I set up the whole thing," Audrey explained. "He was going to do like dinner and a movie but even as a werewolf I knew that that was a stupid date."
"It was the first thing that came up when I googled date ideas," Xavier said trying to defend himself.
I giggled silently to myself as to not hurt Xavier's feelings. "I would have been happy on nay date as long as it was with you."
English seemed to pass in a blur today. Andrew wasn't here today so I didn't have to worry about his creepy looks. But this also meant that I would be alone in biology today, which I guess was good because it gave me time to study without him flirting with me.
I was busy highlighting some key points in my notebook when the bell for lunch rang. I was trying to stuff my textbook and pencil case into my backpack and walk all at once. I was so focused on not squishing my notes that I didn't even see the person waiting for me just before the stairwell.
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A hand grabbed my elbow in a tight grip and quickly pulled me into an empty classroom.
"What the hell?" I asked. I yanked my elbow out of their grip, pushing evening into my open backpack.
"You need to be more careful, Addison," Andrew rolled his eyes at me.
"What are you doing?" I was more mad than confused right now. "I thought you weren't here today."
"I had some things I had to take care of," Andrew said simply. "But didn't forget about you."
"What do you want, Andrew?" I demanded.
This whole thing wasn't sitting right with me, something was off. It gave me the same feeling as when Mr. Davis pulled me into that empty classroom last week and told me to be careful.
"Just to see how you are."
"Why do you care?"
"I thought that it was a little weird that your first week here and you're sitting with Xavier and his pack," Andrew spit out the word like it was poison. "But now it's starting to make sense."
"What are you on about?" I crossed my arms over my chest, my half-open backpack hanging by my side.
"Do you always sleep with your bedroom windows open?" Andrew looked me in the eyes.
"I'm leaving." I couldn't stand to stay here a second longer.
"I think that it would be best if you didn't tell your boyfriend about this conversation," Andrew said as I pushed past him.
"And why would I listen to you?" I seethed whipping my head around to glare him down.
"You have your mother's eyes," Andrew said ignoring my question. "Bright, blue and full of life."
I stood there frozen in my spot. My feet felt numb. How did Andrew know my mom? What game was he playing at?
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Andrew took a feel slow steps over towards me until he was right beside me. He leaned down until I could feel his breath on my ear. "You already know the pain of losing one parent, Addison. Don't make it two."
And with that Andrew left the room, leaving me scared and confused.
I know that I should tell Xavier what happened, but I can't risk hurting my mom. She's all I have.
I took a deep breath before pulling myself together and making my way downstairs for lunch. Everyone else was already sitting at the table when I got there.
"Why do you smell like Andrew?" Xavier asked immediately.
"I sit next to him in biology," I lied smoothly.
"I thought that he wasn't here today?" Ivy asked confused.
"He showed up for bio," I shrugged my shoulders. "And we were studying together so that's probably why I smell like him, I kept leaning over to look at his notes."
"Well I still don't like it," Xavier grumbled nuzzling his face into the crook of my neck.
"Addie you're just in time!" Cecelia laughed changing the topic. "I was just telling everyone how wonderful your mom was."
I felt myself tense up a little bit at the mention of my mom.
"Un," I cleaned my throat nervously. "Yeah, she's the best. She was already asking when you'd be over next, Cecelia."
Cecelia launched into the full story of how my mom helped do my hair and makeup on Saturday, and also how funny she was. She made sure to tell everyone about how my mom pulled out my baby book and flipped through it, telling Cecelia every single detail about each photo and what I was like as a kid.
The bell rang shortly after, cutting Cecelia off mid-story about how I used to run around y house in nothing but a diaper, I couldn't have been more happy.
Mr. Davis was absent from history today, I felt a weight come off my shoulders that I didn't even know was there.
"Hi everybody, my name is Mrs. Smith and I'll be your substitute teacher today because Mr. Davis had some things to take care of," she started. "You teacher left a lesson plan for today. It looks like we'll be covering ancient war strategies and battles that helped to shape our history and society into what it is today."
Even though he wasn't here, I still felt like Mr. Davis was watching me.
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Hi!
This chapter is a
little shorter,
but please bear with me!
So!
what do you guys
think about Andrew?
Would you have taken
his threat seriously?
or would you have told
Xavier if you were in
Addison's shoes?
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Dungeon's Path
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8 404Tale of Family - Book 1 - WIP
The world is peaceful in 2063. Fusion reactor and Diamon battery had taken care of the energetical problem. Countries were stable. Automation was everywhere. Life wasn't hard anymore, at least not in the United States of Europe. Summer break is about to start and, finally, Zoe will turn 18 and be able to play the game, Binding Fate. A simple video game, a vrmmo, but what swam under its surface wasn't simple. Power, fame and money were but the tip of the iceberg... State: Hiatus because I've an idea for another story. Quick F.A.Q. : - Yuri/female homosexual relation? Yes.- Yaoi/male homosexual relation? Maybe.- Explicit Sexual Content? Maybe.- Full Fledged Tragedy? No. Never, ever ever.- Body Modification/Body Horror? Yes. (Note: what one person think is body horror can be acceptable for someone else. If you want to see to what length I can go, read a bit of The Other Labyrinth. However, I won't go as high as quickly in the body mod/horror, so relax.- Gore? Hell yeah! I love gore! spraying blood and viscera etc...- Torture? Hurgh... maybe? Idk. Not at the start at the very least.- Memory loss/erasing? No, or at least not permanently. I basically hate this trope because it's like taking out all the character grow from a character, destroying everything that makes them what and who they are. so no.- Overpowered protagonist? You will see mufufu...- Will characters stay relevant seeing how numerous they are? YES, MOTHERFUCKING YES, I hate when characters relevance decay over time for no good reasons ^^'- Plot Armor? First of all, a definition: "Sometimes referred to as "Script Immunity" or a "Character Shield", Plot Armor is when a main character's life and health are safeguarded by the fact that he's the one person who can't be removed from the story. Therefore, whenever Bob is in a situation where he could be killed (or at the least very seriously injured), he comes out unharmed with no logical, in-universe explanation." (courtesy of https://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/PlotArmor I love you guys ^^) So now that this is said, do my characters have plot armour? No, because I always have an in-universe explanation, even if you don't know it yet ^^ Something is illogical or don't make sense? Read more, the answer is surely in the story ^u^- Balanced system? If you want to crush numbers and have a perfect equation balancing all the system, that's not the story for you. The system is more like a living being, and the rewards aren't forcibly tied to the level of the player. In fact, the system is purposely unbalanced ^^' Author's note: My goal here is to write a slow-paced story revolving around the bonds linking the characters, be them family, friends or lovers. Fight will be part of it, but I intend to build an actual interesting world before making truly large-scale battle happen, because the bigger a battle is, the larger its causes and effects are. I also aim at telling a story about how the characters actually help each other becoming stronger, more stable and happier. I particularly despise the lone MC type that becomes so powerful that every other character of the current setting become irrelevant beside being hostage targets, so this will not happen. I also like crafting, arrays, blacksmithing etc... so there may be crafting. Another thing I like is management game like sim-city or the like, so this while also appears, keeping in mind that I like MC's that make people around them stronger... For the tropers around here, a list of tropes that I like to use (note that I may not use all of them ^^) (this list will be updated as I dive deeper and deeper into our dear trope wiki.)- https://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/BodyHorror- https://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/SealedGoodInACan- https://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/YouAreNotAlone- https://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/ZombieAdvocate (In particular since I see a lot of things that aren't human as worthy to live and to live with)- https://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/EvenEvilHasLovedOnes- https://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/EvenEvilHasStandards- https://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/HeelFaceTurn- https://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/CorruptTheCutie (Note: being corrupted don't mean you're a villain, only different than before.)- https://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/DefectingForLove (Of course.)- https://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/VillainousRescue- https://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/InterspeciesAdoption (For the same reasons as zombie advocate, since I love family stuff)- https://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/Main/BrokenBird (to go with corrupt the cutie if it's a girl)Cover: "The Bard" by John Martin, 1817.
8 153A Gray and Grey world
What if adventurers are not as they seemed. In the tales of old, adventurers were the ones who vanquished the demons and beasts from the land, the ones who sealed the great evil away, the ones who saved the world from destruction and kept peace within the lands. But, what if that wasn't really what happened? What if adventurers are selfish, narcissicistic, and- depending on who you ask- evil. What if they weren't the paragons of good that their history books show. As they say, it is the victors that write history. In this world, this broken world, the true nature of adventurers will be told, unveiled to the masses. In this world, where history has yet to be written, the true heroes will be shown. Or- at least, that's what should've happened. But then again- heroes, villains-... everything is relative to the one who sees it. Everything changes depending on who's perspective... Perhaps the heroes of this story- may not be the heroes that you might think. Author : Hello everyone! I just want you all to know that this is a first time story. I'm the one who's doing the draft, editing, proofreading and revisioning! I do aim to have a chapter up every week or so, thus I look forward to showing everyone the world I created!Editor : ^ Proof Reader : ^
8 189Illusory
There was a girl whose feelings changed the world around her, and with every step little smoke clouds emanated from her feet. Her soul pulled right out of her chest like a long, blue comet with a tail, and swirled around her body like a protective blue flame. When she walked in a tight space the very metal itself around her melted and shifted so that she was walking in a cage of blue light, a cage of her own devising. Please read the original Tapas version for the best experience! Updates every day.
8 226Conscious, Conscientious
If Deon could spend his life pitting his powers against odd opponents in all kinds of places, he would.But instead, he's trapped inside his impressively boring village.Then one night, after he and his cousin Lammy share an oddly vivid dream, that all changes. They find themselves in a Multiverse far stranger, and more dangerous, than they could have ever imagined: one filled with diverse mind-based powers, countries defined by genre, and ambitions both humble and vicious.* This story has official theme music! You can check out the first two theme EP's, "Conscious, Conscientious 1" and "2" by Circlebrooke, wherever you stream music or on Bandcamp.* Note: This story is tagged with "Gore" due to occasional disturbing violence. It does not contain extreme or R-rated violent content.
8 191THE SANDLOT preferences
Some small stories about you (the reader) with the sandlot members.What I will write:PreferencesOne shots Send me any suggestions that you would like to see🤗 THE MORE COMMENTS AND VOTES THE MORE I WRITE!!! Please do not steal my work!
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