As I walked toward the agreed meeting point with Adam, I couldn't shake off the feeling of relief that the school day was over. The sun was dipping low in the sky and casting a warm golden glow over everything, and I was looking forward to spending time with Adam, who was already standing about thirty meters away, waving at me. "Hey! Over here!"I waved back and quickened my pace, eager to join him.But as I neared Adam, the sound of a car racing up behind me caught my attention."Huh? What's that noise?" I asked myself.I glanced over my shoulder, and to my horror, the car seemed to be closing in on me. Panic flooded through me as I realized it was coming directly behind me. "Oh no! Adam!" I screamed, my heart pounding in my chest, and with a sinking feeling, I closed my eyes and braced myself for impact. I felt like I was frozen in that moment, waiting for the inevitable.But then, just in time, I was pulled away from the road by someone, and both of us tumbled to the ground at th
Few Days agoAs Adam and his cousin John walked through the thick forest towards the Wolf Fighting Arena, they were very excited. The sun had set, making the trees look tall and dark. Both Adam and John looked eager and quickly glanced at each other as they walked.Suddenly, John stopped and looked like he really needed to go to the bathroom. "I need to pee, Adam," he said, looking uncomfortable."Sure, go ahead. I'll keep going and wait for you," Adam said, patting his cousin on the shoulder before continuing on while John went off the path.As Adam walked further into the woods, everything was very peaceful with the sound of leaves rustling and the breeze was whispering through the trees. But then, out of nowhere, two scary-looking wolves jumped out and attacked him. Without hesitation, Adam started changing into a powerful werewolf with glowing red eyes.The two wolves attacking Adam were surprised by his transformation but then they attacked him even more fiercely. Even though Ada
Some Nights Ago..Lyra's POVAs I stepped out into the crisp evening air, I took a deep breath, feeling the tension of the day start to melt away. It was a beautiful night, and the moon hung high in the sky, casting a silvery light over the backyard. I thought it would be the perfect time to take Layla, my golden retriever, for a walk around the neighborhood. As Layla bounded around the yard, her tail wagging furiously, I followed close behind. It felt good to stretch my legs and just enjoy the tranquility of the night. But suddenly, Layla's playful demeanor changed, and she began growling and barking at something in the bushes. I hurried over to see what had caught her attention and peered into the darkness. At first, I couldn't see anything, but then, as my eyes adjusted, I caught a glimpse of something moving. There, in the shadows, was a dark figure with white, glowing eyes. It felt like my heart stopped as I tried to make sense of what I was seeing. It looked like a creature
Lyra's POVI couldn't believe my eyes when I saw Norman standing at the doorway of my birthday party. I hadn't invited him, and yet there he was, a frown on his face as he watched me dance with Adam. I was enjoying the music and the way Adam's hand felt in mine as we moved together, but Norman's sudden appearance made my heart sink.As soon as Norman stepped in, the music came to a halt, and everyone who had been dancing stopped and turned to look at him. Even Sarah, who had been DJing, paused the music, sensing the sudden tension in the room.Norman's expression darkened as he watched me with Adam, and I could see the anger simmering beneath the surface. He forced a smile and greeted me with a curt "hey.""What are you doing here, Norman?" I asked him, knowing full well that I hadn't extended an invitation to him. "I came to wish you a happy birthday,"He replied."Thank you," I told him politely but then asked him to leave, as his presence was not welcome. Norman ignored my request
Lyra's POVI woke up to the sterile scent of the hospital room, the beeping of machines echoing in my ears. I blinked, trying to clear the fog from my mind, only to find my father sitting beside my bed, worry etched into his features. My friends, Sarah and Liah, stood by the window, their eyes red-rimmed. As I struggled to piece together what had happened, Adam entered the room, his presence igniting a surge of conflicting emotions within me."Lyra, honey, thank goodness you're awake. You had an accident," my father began, his voice heavy with concern."Hey, Lyra, we were so worried. You scared us half to death," Sarah said, her voice trembling."Yeah, we've been here since they brought you in. It's been a long night," Liah added, her eyes brimming with unshed tears.As Adam stepped closer, an influx of memories flooded my mind, memories of our recent argument and the pain that had driven us apart. Anger and hurt surged within me, and I turned away, unable to meet his gaze."Lyra, I'm
Adam sat in his boat, gently swaying as the waves lapped against the hull. The sea stretched out before him, its vast expanse mirroring the emotions churning within him. He often sought solace in the gentle rhythm of the waves when the weight of the world pressed down on his heart.As he sat lost in thought, his father approached, his footsteps muffled by the sounds of the sea. "Hey, Adam," he said, his voice warm and gentle. Adam looked up, his eyes reflecting his inner turmoil. "Hi, Dad," he replied, managing a small smile.His father settled down beside him, reaching into the cooler beside him and pulling out a soda. He handed it to Adam, who accepted it with a nod of gratitude. The silence enveloped them for a moment before his father spoke again. "You've been looking pretty down ever since you met Lyra," he observed. "I know she means a lot to you, but you can't let her distract you from the mission."Adam sighed, taking a sip of his soda. "I'm trying, Dad," he said. "It's just.
Adam chuckled to himself, finding humor in his daring act of taking his father's truck without permission. However, his amusement quickly turned into a pang of guilt as he reflected on the severity of his actions. "I'm sorry, dad, but I really need to get to my destination," he muttered remorsefully.He had already punched the location of the shop he needed to reach into the car's GPS and was now driving there. While in the driver's seat, his gaze wandered over to his father's collection of radio cassettes. He decided to play one, hoping it would uplift his mood, but to his disappointment, found the music uninspiring. Trying several more cassettes, he felt his frustration mounting, prompting him to angrily break them all. In the midst of his outburst, he narrowly avoided a collision with another vehicle by swiftly slamming on the brakes and pulling over to the side of the road.Sitting in silence for a while, with his head resting on the steering wheel, his thoughts drifted to Lyra. T
Lyra's POVAs I peacefully dozed on my soft bed, Layla, my faithful dog, rested by my side. Suddenly, Layla's ears perked up, and she fixed her gaze on the window. Intrigued, I listened as whispers of my name floated in from outside. A chill ran down my spine when I caught sight of a shadowy, winged figure swooping past the window. Knowing Layla was seconds away from barking, I hushed her, not wanting to wake my father. Tentatively, I left Layla indoors and ventured outside, spotting the enigmatic creature standing near a tree.As the creature transformed into Catherine, she greeted me with a simple "Hi," followed by a polite response from me. "Our last conversation was cut short. Can we continue?" Catherine inquired.Unconvinced, I sternly remarked, "I'm not interested in conversing with someone who claims to be my deceased mother.""I know it's hard to believe, but come with me. I have something to show you," Catherine insisted, opening a portal with a peculiar round device and moti