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Hazel Witch And A Druidic Werewolf WHO THE HELL UNDRESSED ME?
IVA took her feet back to the step behind her, gently placing her heels down she looked at him, he was watching her closely. “where is Draco?” she mocked her stupidity, the first thing she should have gone for when she got up was her gun, which brought the question of ‘who the hell undressed me?’. It came suddenly into her head and she gasped, not because she was red at the thought that Fab messed with her body or something, but at the idea of them letting her out of every ounce of defense and hiding them out somewhere for this moment, but no, Draco and Fab could easily dodge a bullet and if you asked the detective, that was some high-level stuff. She had the cursed mouth stuff but if she would think to it, not so reliable -the ability- as it was not easily accessible like a switch.“Hmmm”. Fab hummed idly, she hated the way he was looking at her, she didn’t know when she threw a pencil at him, he hopped back but the pencil didn’t even have a good direction, it rolled to a stop at hi
Hazel Witch And A Druidic Werewolf SAVED BY SO MANY BELLS
KNOWING her position was going to help her a lot, she didn’t think there would be anything as a worst-case scenario of some sort, so she waited, she had no use as far as she was concerned, an ordinary human in a world of magical creatures. She couldn’t hold off on her own but she found herself alive, being saved over and over by the two criminals. Whereas they could easily kill her, why was he with her? He pushed her head with his index and she stumbled a step back still watching him. “You should be grateful for your last-minute surprise, I wouldn’t have any reason to have you here if it weren’t for yesterday” Yesterday? What happened yesterday? The morning of yesterday she had discussed some issues with the beast in concern to Aqupire and as such found herself some time, some use to the werewolf. She wondered if he knew she was bluffing about having more information…She did tell him Devin had information and they’d be needing to find him to get more clues, which wasn’t entirely a l
Hazel Witch And A Druidic Werewolf IF IT GOT WORSE WOULD WISH IT WAS A DREAM
“DRACO-SAMSON, finally showing a face, did you think we would not find you?” A thoughtful grin came on the speaker, his hair was wild red, skin paled and he was putting on a red robe, Above him, an umbrella stood as another man had it over his head. Draco bared his teeth in response to the man. A sharp pain came at the young detective’s chest and she gasped, she looked up at Yi who remained quiet and staring at the scene. “What have we here?” The man looked straight across to where Iva stood, her gun between her legs and her eyes staring straight at his fully gold eyes. She through her eyes to Fab who remained on the metal edge, he had made it this far without getting burnt? She understood he then wasn’t the vampires she saw in the movies. He looked towards her, she couldn’t pull a telltale from his expression, ‘jerk’ she mouthed quietly and he smiled. In split seconds a rush of breeze came to her skin and she gasped, Goldeyes clouding her vision, or was it the umbrella that made it
Hazel Witch And A Druidic Werewolf HEAVY METAL, PAPERCUT AND A TOAST.
“…HAVE to make it before he gets back, search everywhere”. Iva took a step backward, that was not the beast. “I can’t believe this place was under our radar”. A female voice sounded, leaning to the wall by her, she tried to see the newcomers and their numbers, all she could see was a foot clad in clean boots. “Can I see the image of the key again?” the lady asked and Iva furrowed her brows. ‘Key? What key?’ she thought, she shook her head. In all this, she had picked aside, not the side that had Devin but she’d be determined to kill the birds with a stone, solve the case which was one, find Devin was another. Her instinct said she was on the right path but she had no clue what the right path meant. Right now, she was going to stop their guest. Key … her first idea for a key was to be in the torture room as it was the only room that had dangerous stuff in it, but back when the criminals escaped, they didn’t seem to pick an interest in the goods on the table, ‘no value?’ she wondered
Hazel Witch And A Druidic Werewolf A BURNING IN MY HEART
IVA yelled as she tried to put out the flame that had caught on her skin and burnt her arm. The ugly red scar on her arm burned like crazy, pain and agony writhing in her veins. She had used her right arm to block her face from the blast, it was the only form of reflex she could muster. She screamed and took her eyes up to view the attacker but he had a ski mask on so she couldn’t tell much about his face. His build however was smaller than the other guy, he stood clad in boots, feet shoulder-width apart and arms balled in fists taking an attack stance. His eyes were lit like torches as a reason for his power to awaken. “Who are you?” he asked and the girl in a ski mask came to view, she was curvy and had a cut out for her ponytail, her eyes were not visible because of the darkroom, but her countenance seemed nonchalant. Her hips swaying as she moved towards Iva, she leaned in. “Be careful, you don’t know what she is”. The man warned.‘Didn’t know?’ The quick thought rushed to her al
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HER head hurt, she grabbed it in pain and took her head up slowly to view Draco-Samson. “The medallion spirits are very powerful, is no surprise they picked a weak host like you, they would easily manipulate you to do evil, they feed on desire”. The detective fell to her knees, “how do I get … get rid of the medallion?”. Draco sighed and shook his head. “When you fulfill your every desire”. Iva gasped, her head was spinning, she tried to think. “my every desire”. She had a lot of desires, besides a raise or a promotion, she wanted to find Devin, find her father, and solve this case. A hand slammed on her chest, it was Draco’s. Her eyes flew open as pain lanced her and then quieted down. “they are stubborn, calm yourself and you can control them”. She heaved her hand on her chest.She didn’t get back from the bridge with Draco, parts of her memory were back, she remembered stopping him from being tossed over but, that was the only image of the beast in her mind. She looked to her arm,
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IVA took her head up as Yi came down with a thread in his beak. It was connected to a white small paper. It landed in Draco’s hand and he took the note. She moved towards the desk next to the stairs and stared at her phone that lay on it, all her stuff was on the table, all except her gun. “where is my gun?” she started and turned to him. He didn’t respond and there was a little crease on his forehead. Something serious must have been written on that little note. “I’ll tell you all the details later, we are heading out in an hour 30”. He began to sound like a partner and not just any partner, Devin. That was the kind of response he’d give her. She froze from the thought and all she could do was nod at the beast’s silver eyes and watch him move up the stairs. “Um… my gun?” she whispered. She took her hand to her neck as she stood facing the mirror, she had just gotten out of the shower, her hair clung dearly to her face, her face still dripping wet. There was no towel so she wore Dra
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THE three stood, the first sitting on the hood of the vehicle’s engine. Legs crossed and arms folded, his gaze remained fixed intimidating on Iva. He was a 6 ft 1, dressed decently in a red dress shirt and fitted leather pants and boots. His hair was swooshed with a lot of hair products that made it remain up and handsomely styled. She looked away from his black eyes to her left where the second was sitting dangerously at the edge of the bridge like a gargoyle. He was exactly 6 foot tall, lean, and appeared as though he was in his late teens. His green hair sat on his head like a wig, the middle hair longest touched the tip of his nose. He wore a black leather jacket, dark green jeans and black sturdy boots. Green eyes smiled at Draco. “Hey doggy!” he called sweet and tilted his head. Iva nodded to herself “Is he an animal?” she leaned toward Draco, who looked back at her and then at the third man who also had his gaze on Iva.Tall, most handsome, and charming, he folded his arm over
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