"W-What is h-he?" Emma stuttered badly to herself. She was trembling like a leaf. The man in front of her wasn't human at all. He was a beast, a large black wolf. She has witnessed him shifting into a wolf form with her own eyes.    She was horrified out of her wits and dashed out from the woods only to be tackled to the ground minutes later when a hard strong body pounced on her from behind. She lost her footing and was falling but he was fast to change their positions and she landed on him as he bore the contact with rough ground.   Emma shrieked out and moved, taking a couple of steps away from him, and he was gone from the ground in her haze of moving away. Her scared eyes looked around only to inhale in horror as she found his human form emerging from the trees. He was only wearing his pants that hung loose on his hips. His

"Where do you think you're going fatty?" Jack mocked. She didn't know why but their words always hurt her. Emma did not answer and tried to walk past him again. His other friend named Landon aka Jerk blocked her way from the left. Emma named him a jerk because he was tall and muscular but had no brain, he behaved exactly like what she named him. "Not so fast, fatty." Jerk smiled, making Emma cringe back at his behavior. "I'm going to be late for my class." She said confidently, she can endure to a certain limit only, and gladly they haven't done anything to extremes that could lead her to the edge. "She talks!" Hissed Veronica the black witch. Emma named her based on the constant black lipstick on her lips. It looks horrific but lord knows why she always wore it. "Yes," Emma answered curtly. She bit her lip and clenched her jaw at her stupidity. She's being sarcastic to them which simply means she's poking the bear with a red flag in her hands. "Oh! She talked back to you Veronic

Emma is the kind of person who never trusts someone easily. She never warms up to anyone just after a few meets. Connor is the only person in this world whom she trusts. The invisible walls around her are high and strong. She didn't socialize, so almost all the time she kept to herself which led her to talk to herself. Work was hectic today as it was Monday evening. Customers kept rolling in and the time flew in a blink. It was late at night when her shift ended. Stacy has already left. Connor locked the gate as they both strolled to their path. Connor has been working here since before her. He was the one who got her job here. He has been her friend since she was 14. She always considered him as an elder brother who looked after his sister. He's 20 years old. Many times he offered her to sell her apartment and buy one near his house as her area wasn't safe but she never wanted to sell the only thing that was left of her family, so she declined his offer. But he was so worried for

"Ms. Richardson, come here and sit in the front." Pin drop silence, all sets of eyes were dead set on her, and once again she was the center of attention. Quietly standing up with slumped shoulders she gathered her stuff and walked to the front row. Calmly sat down on one of the empty seats. She didn't dare look up cause she was hundred percent sure Mr. Colt was watching her. "Close all your books and notes." He said curtly. "I'm giving you a surprise test." He announced and everyone's jaw dropped in shock. He handed a bunch of papers to a first student and motioned him to pass them in all rows. He just taught four classes and t

Forest green to ocean blue! For the slightest second, everything stopped. Only the ticking of the clock could be heard. Both drowned in each other's eyes. Emma was the first to come back to her senses as she lowered her gaze. "C-clear." She answered softly while the man peered at her with an intense gaze. He looked as though he was in a trance. Her heart stopped beating for a second when he raised his hand towards her face. She watched his hand with her wide blue eyes. What was he doing? His fingers caressed her cheek, and a chill ran down her spine as she jerked back from his forbidden touch and it was enough for her to get off the chair abruptly. Her legs were jello and her heart was stuttering badly.