So the finish line is near. The first draft of my book is only one chapter away from being complete. Then comes the hard part of details and editing but I’m excited.
Started Chapter 18. I’m so proud of my little book. It is coming along nicely. Since it is a long weekend this weekend I think I will try to finish the last 3 or 4 chapters that I have left and my first draft will be done. Then after comes the hard part of detailing and refining. I’m not worried though as long as my muse decides to work the only thing stopping me is my own laziness.
Is coming along nicely. Wrote about 1000 words today. Plan to finish it tomorrow and start chapter 18. I’m loving the direction it’s taken so far and I’m excited to see how it ends.
WARNING ADULT LANGUAGE MUST BE OVER 18
Jackson and Taylor were lounging around on the couch when the doorbell rang.
“Who the hell is that,” Jackson wondered.
He wasn’t in the mood for this shit this morning. He barely got any sleep last night as it was, since he was worrying about Taz and his mates. Three people being mated together was ridiculous. Two people was just enough in his book.
“Alpha, I’m surprised to see you this soon. I would have thought your mates wouldn’t let you out of their sight for a few days yet,” Jackson heard Taylor saying.
Nathan was right on Taz’s heels.
“Krista got a call early this morning and she rushed out with barely a word. I think it was her mother.” Well that didn’t sound good to Jackson.
“So what brings you guys over so early.”
Ha leave it to Tay to just get everything out in the damn open regardless of how it sounded to other people. That was one of the many reasons Jackson loved him so much.
“Can’t a guy just come by and hangout with his friends?”
Was Taz serious? It was definitely too early for this bullshit.
“Nathan would you like something to drink?”Jackson asked.
If Taz wanted to play dumb Jackson wasn’t going to entertain him. He had better things to do like lay around and be lazy all day with his man. If the Alpha had something to discuss he better say it because Jackson wasn’t about to ask him and he knew Taylor wasn’t going to either.
They could play this game all day. “So we’re having a mating party and Krista’s inviting her mother and if you guys attend, as the Betas of the pack, then the rest of the pack will be more willing to come too.”
Yes it was official, he had lost his fucking mind!
“Jackson, hon, he is our Alpha and we are the pack Betas. We can’t just say no.”
“The hell we can’t. I’m not playing us in danger. Mysticks are unstable. He has to be around them, we don’t.”
Apparently Taylor was just as retarded. Was he the only sane one left. How could Taz even ask this of them? He knew how they felt about them. It was bad enough they had been in the same area accidentally as one of them, now he wanted them to hangout with another one on purpose. Fuck that shit. Wasn’t going to be happening if he could help it.
WARNING EXPLICIT LANGUAGE MUST BE AT LEAST 18
Well he hoped they enjoyed fucking what was his because once he was done with them they wouldn’t be doing anything else, period. He didn’t like to share. He killed the last guy she fucked and sucked and this couple would be no different. Last time she left when she was done but not this time. It was of no importance. He could kill them while she slept. Yes she would wake up confused but he didn’t care. She needed to learn anyway that she was only his. Tonight would be her first lesson. He wouldn’t revile himself yet but he’d have her trying to cover this up because he was sure she was going to think it was her. Yes, this was perfect. He moved from the shadows to execute his plan.
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She woke up covered in blood. What the fuck? This couldn’t be happening. She hadn’t killed anyone in centuries. Something wasn’t right. She looked around the room she was in. The couple she went home with bodies were torn to shreds. It couldn’t have been her. She never loss control that bad to where she didn’t remember what happened. She couldn’t have been drugged because drugs didn’t work on Mysticks. There was too much blood and she was starting to freak out. Too much blood made her remember and she didn’t want to remember.
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“Your Nyhiya! Are you Fucking kidding me?”, Mr. Johnston growled.
Well here we go Jenny thought. He was going to flip out. Why did she say that? She should have never even came over. She should have just packed all her shit and took off like she wanted too. Now she would have to spill blood. Half of her relished in that fact, her Vamprya side loved blood shed. While the other half could care less, her shifting witch side just wanted to go home.
“That’s it. I’ve had it. Sammy, John, grab her and bring her to the back. It’s time this was taken care of.”
Her father’s words had her stuck to her spot in shock. Just what the hell did he think he was about to do to her. She should have run. Hell she should have even screamed but no she just stood there like a fucking statue.
Sam and John grabbed her by her arms and started dragging her down to the basement. Halfway there her brain finally jump started back up and she started to struggle.
“What the hell? Let me the fuck go right now! You people have lost your damn minds.”
She was screeching and thrashing about, trying to wriggle out of her brothers grips. They had a tight, painful hold on her and they weren’t letting go anytime soon. Shit! She was in trouble.
WARNING ADULT LANGUAGE MUST BE 18
There was something in the air tonight. Krista Bell couldn’t wait to get to the bar. She needed a drink and some dancing. She was about four blocks away when she felt something watching her. Immediately her guard went up. She didn’t miss a beat. She just kept on walking. Someone placed a hand on her shoulder and she dropped down, kicked out, and threw herself on top on whoever it was. She liked down at her stalker. “Aww man, damnit. Not one of you. Why are you following me Hyjia?” For a minute he just stared at her. She didn’t think he was going to answer.
“I am Nathan Brimming and you are my Nyhiya. I can smell you. My sense of smell is strong.”
Aww shit. She didn’t need this right now. She could barely take care of herself. Her mother was still covering up her childish mistakes and she was over two centuries old.
“Krista Bell Johnston. I take it you know what I am.” She didn’t beat around the bush. She would not have lies between them.
“Yes, I know what you are Mystick. It is of no importance to me. You are mine. I will love, honor, and protect you for as long as I live, as is my right as your mate. So tell me little vampyra, where you headed to Heaven’s Angles.” “Yes, care to join me?” “I would love too. It will give us time to get to know each other.” Maybe this mating thing wouldn’t be so bad after all. Hopefully her mama didn’t flip out.
They went straight to the bar once they arrived at the club and ordered two beers. Krista studied her new Nyhiya and noticed how sexy he was. He was almost seven feet tall and he was what she would guess close to three hundred pounds. He had a lot of muscle and they most beautiful green eyes she had ever seen. They seem out of place with his black hair. She wanted to run her fingers through it but they weren’t that comfortable with each other yet. She started to make conversation with him when he suddenly stiffen and turned to look at one of the Dylia.
That was all he said when he shot off the stool and tackled the man. What the fuck? He had said that she was his and she knew it to be true because her Vampyra sensed it. She jumped from the stool and eyes shining with malice, stomped over to the pair.
“Just what in the hell do you think you’re doing Nathan.”
She was practically screaming by the end of her sentence. Already her Vampyra was possessive of what was theirs.
“No need to worry love. He is both of ours. Aren’t you Dylia?”
WARNING MUST BE OVER 18 TO READ
Jackson and Taylor pulled up to their condo around four o’clock. Taylor knew his man was worried about their Alpha and his mate situation but there was nothing either of them could do with Taz telling them it was cool. He didn’t want to just assume the man wanted his Nyhiyas dead unless he actually said they world. He just wanted to share his burden so he didn’t feel alone. Hearing their Alpha’s predicament made him even happier that Jack was not only his best friend but his fated mate. He was thrilled the day of his transition from pup to man and he smelled his Nyhiya. He had loved Jackson since he could remember.
Jackson’s deep timbre voice broke through his thoughts. “What are you thinking babe? I can feel it.”
“Just thinking that I love you.”
And “I love you too,” was whispered into his head. Then he remembered the gift he owed his mate and sent the image to him telepathically. Before he knew it he was being hulled off his feet and rushed into their house giggling like a madman.
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Jenny was bored. Yeah she planned on going to Heaven’s Angles tonight but until then she had nothing to do. Well that’s not exactly true. She could transcribe her notes from her sessions with the children but she’d save that until the last minute like always. Instead she went into her room and started going through her closet for something to wear. She wished Krista hadn’t rushed off. She could have helped her find something to wear. Half way through looking she said fuck it. She’d just go shopping. Hell, she could afford it.
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He watched what would soon be his from afar. He didn’t want to get to close. She would see him when he was ready and not a minute before. He had been watching her for months after finally finding her. He spent years looking and one day out of nowhere he saw her. He never let her out of his sight. He even went as far as to buy the townhouse across the street from her. Soon he would revile himself. Soon she would come willing or he would take what was his. No one was going to stand in his way. If they did he would kill them. No questions asked. They would die and he really didn’t care who he killed. He was a Mystick and people had a right to fear him because he was everything people believed they where.
As he watched her he knew she was going hunting tonight. He loved watching her hunt. He hoped she loss control. He’d only seen it happen once in the nine months he’d been watching but it was a most gracious sight. Made him hard just thinking about it. Yes, he would defiantly have to make her his soon. Quite honestly, he needed to get laid so tonight while his prey was hunting he would too.
WARNING EXPLICIT LANGUAGE MUST BE OVER 18
Alpha Taser “Taz” Jameson, of the Dylia was a tiny little thing. You couldn’t tell just by looking at his five foot five inch frame that was only about one hundred and seventy five pounds and rouge boyish good looks, that he was the most evil and powerful of the Dylia. And he was not one to fuck around with. No one that knew him would dare to turn his or her back on him. Not even those that called him friend. Hell, he’d killed a friend or two that had crossed him in the pass.
“Children, do you know why you’re here today? No? Well let me enlighten you. Checks and balances, yes you heard me. I don’t give a fuck that you kill, torture, or whatever else you decide to do just cover your fucking tracks. I am not your fucking parent. I am your Alpha. Yes I will cover your messes to a certain extent but basic shit you should be able to take care of yourselves. Damnit. Get your shit together because if I have to do it for you no one is gonna like the damn outcome. Am I making myself clear?” There was a chorus of yes alphas all around. “Now you guys know I hate being a prick but sometimes it can’t be avoided. With so many new pups it seems I just need to remind them of the rules. Something their fucking parents should be doing. Now that the reprimand is over let’s mingle and have some fun.” With that the crowd with their separate ways and Jackson and Taylor saw their Alpha making his way to them.
Damn, Jackson was trying to get his dick sucked. He stole a glance at Tay and saw a smirk on his face. So his lover knew what he was thinking. Asshole. “Alpha.” They said in unison. “Boys let’s take this to my office, shall we.” Fuck sometimes bring the Alpha’s betas had it’s privileges but today didn’t feel like one of those days. Nope this was a bunch of bullshit. He had a blowjob waiting damnit. They didn’t have time for this shit. “Don’t worry Jack baby. I’ll take care of you. This can’t take that long. Let’s just go and hear him out and then we’re out of here,” he heard whispered in his head. Man he loved that mind like he and Taylor had. Make having private conversations private. Just the way he liked it.
WARNING ADULT LANGUAGE NOT FOR ANYONE UNDER THE AGE OF 18
Jamestown, Virginia, 1625
Jenny Johnston looked over at her family and shook her head in disgust. Just looking at the bunch of them made her sick. She hated the lot of them. She needed to get out of here before she killed them all and this time she meant it. As she turned on her heels to leave she heard her mother’s voice.
“Jennifer where are you going dear? Dinner will be ready in a minute,” exclaimed Mrs. Sara Johnston.
Not today. She could not deal with this shit today.
“I have to go mother. I have things I need to do and I can’t stay for dinner,” she said.
“Nonsense! This is family time and whether you like it or not you are a part of this family,” was her mother’s reply with a hint of annoyance.
Well if she thought that was going to make her stay at this bullshit dinner she was sadly mistaken. She was over a century and didn’t have time for these disgusting events anymore.. She had full control of her Mystick powers and she would no longer hesitate to use them. Especially against her family because none of them would.
“Jennifer, you heard your mother girl, so sit your ass down before I sit it down for you” said her father, Mr. Samuel Johnston, Sr.
Awesome! Just fan-fucking-tastic. Just who in the hell did he think he was talking to her like that? Your father she heard her inner voice say. Oh, that’s right. He is. Damn. Didn’t matter she was about to teach her parents and two older brothers that she wasn’t to be fucked with. Period.
“Look, I’m done with this family crap. We’re not a family. We’re a joke. Let me leave and nobody will get hurt,” she said.
“Why you little bitch!” Samuel Johnston, Jr, the oldest of her two brothers said. “Just who the hell do you think you are? You will respect our parents or John and I will beat the shit out of you and then victimize you in ways you never thought were possible.”.
“Try it asshole and it will be the last thing that either one of you pieces of shit will do,” she replied eerily calm and cool.
Jennifer Johnston was a misunderstood Mystic that just wanted to find her Nyhiya -fated mate. Her family had other plans and what should have been another family dinner turned into a nightmare and changed her life forever.
Jackson Dawls and Taylor Durham had been pack mates, best friends, and each others Nyhiyas for as long as they could remember. They fear the Mystics because they were warned to but unforeseen circumstances bring them face to face with the species. Will their lives be in danger or is something great and unexpected awaiting the couple?
Join the three and their family and friends as their lives become connected in ways they never imagined. Not only do they have to learn to get along with each other but someone from Jennifer’s past is stalking her. Will they accept there fates or will old fears destroy their lives?