I know I know. I keep coming and going. Will you forgive me if I say that I have been writing. I took my hubby's words of wisdom (this time lol) and let go. I threw my normal caution to the wind not talking to no one but family and close friends. Inspiration hit me hard!
My words are flowing and with great bands releasing some powerful lyrics in their music I have found that lost part of me. The woman who writes for herself. Like a lotus I was reborn form the mucky dark waters rising to the bright sun above. Well to the point lol!
Everyone thinks negativity can roll off most people or me for those who know me personally. But when I or I think any writer that's that one negative person get under their skin they rethink everything. My children bring warmth and crazy to my life with their nature like mine everyday they grow up more and more. They my whole adult life are and will continue to be my number one priority. My husband and I have had ups and downs but in light of it all we are truly made for one another. He gets that I'm crazy, his kind of crazy. I'm devoted, to him and our family. I will fight to my death to protect us!
In all that I am putting my gloves on standing in the ring by myself once again ready to fight! I will not allow myself to give up on my dreams. If I can tell my kids to never give up then I have to do the same.
So in saying all that... I have new babies on the way. I wrote for myself in hopes that in sharing you all like them too. I now have a Wattpad account with a button to the left side on here you can follow me. Cover updates are in the works. As long as the health of my children and my self continue then in December we should have new published works. For know here is a few chapters as well as a cover idea!
Chapter
1
The sun was setting touching the
sky, with orange and yellow flecks reflecting off the windows of the shops as I
walked past. Clouds were rolling in
bringing the threat of rain. I began
walking a little faster as they neared the darkness that was fast
approaching. The only noise I could hear
was from my stilettos clicking on the concrete walk. I needed to reach my car before he did. My thirst was under control for now but if he
came any closer I could lose it. After
all it was a full moon out and I craved a little more than a caress, if you
know what I mean? As I got into my car I
realized he was gone. If I was right
about him he would follow me home and then the Heifer was mine. I backed out turning my lights on, looking
out into the shadows as the lights skimmed every surface of the parking
lot. Pulling out of traffic I turned on
my phone letting it sync with the blue tooth in my car. Making sure it was secure I said "Call
Andy” the phone dialed the number and it started to ring. After three rings he picked up. "Andy. Where are you right now?"
"I'm at the office finishing up
some loose ends how did things go?"
Things would have gone better if that bitch would have done her job
right, but no she couldn’t could she.
"I had a bit of a problem; it
was fixed, but never put me into another mess like that again or it's your ass
next. Do you understand me?" I was beginning to be their only miracle
worker and that I was not.
"Sorry about that, but I had no
choice she was talking and we couldn't have that. Besides, it must have gone well only took you
fifteen minutes." Maybe I should
tell him that dropping in on someone unexpectedly had its draws, especially
when you're there to kill them. Having
fresh blood dripping down your clothes was unwanted, especially when I had to
walk out of there innocently.
"I'm heading home so you can
reach me there if you can't get threw on my cell."
"Ok boss, I'm out." As silence replaced his voice I could
concentrate on my drive. No one seemed
to be following me so I was safe for now.
The feeling in my gut made me aware that tension was riding the night,
for a half breed that was never good! My
job was only half done and I never liked half assed.
I was turning onto Blossom where my
house sat at the end of the road. Living
in a suburb with friendly neighbors, when you’re a hired gun, was never a good
idea. You never could afford to have a
friends. Trying to keep to yourself was
easy at times. My work was my life, so I
never spent much time outside getting to meet them anyway. Lucky for me that they weren't nosey, and
maybe that was because they knew what I was.
The thought alone scared the shit out of most people. I wasn't pale of skin or dark eyed, which was
always the presumption for most, thanks to Hollywood's crap lies. I own my own company and do jobs for the
highest bidder. I was raised in the
military, as an army brat in many ways.
The only difference was I was what you could say their Pet Project. No, I was not put in a cage but I was set
tests most humans failed
We were one of their most lethal
killers, besides the Vamps and other Breeds they brought in. At fourteen I was sent on my first mission
and came back their prized pupil. I was
trained with precise precision one shot one kill and I could use more than a
gun. I had teeth and a body and those I
was taught to use to their fullest potential.
Working side by side, scientists and military personal I learned more
than a good soldier should. Being the
best at what I did had a price and one that has never bothered me until
today. My training was superb but it was
having a down fall. I had jobs to do and
my Uncle General Adam's made sure they were done accordingly. Most of them came from 'friends of the
family' the so called government. There
was always that husband, wife or lover that wanted to blab about things they
should have never knew about in the first place.
Some people were too damn nosey for
their own good. But one thing they
always wanted was money. Money was what I
delivered to them right before I took their life. Greed always gets in the way. Yes, they were given warnings to stay quiet
but some didn't get the message and that's where I came in. The saying 'don't shot the messenger' came
the ones that knew how to heed the warnings.
They were also warning the other person don’t be stupid. I was hired out last minute for the Mayor;
his lover was going to his wife about their affair. The problem was she had heard and been part
of a conversation that could cause problems for a few other higher ranking
officials. They liked power and taking
it away was not an option. Too bad for
them I was the enforcer to take their power or take their life. The Mayor decided her life was the price to
make the others pleased.
I was growing tired of this shit
just killing women who had wronged someone or had been wronged and the men
always getting away Scott free. They
should know by now to keep it in their pants.
Walking up to my porch, I scan and scent for anything out of place. The dog next door had pissed on my roses
again and the birds in the tree out back had finally hatched their eggs. Opening up my front door I walk in and lock
it behind me. I activate the security
system that goes straight to Base as I grab an ice cold beer from the
fridge. The fridge holds a variety of
cold cuts so I decide to make me a sandwich, once done I move to my office and
open my desktop. The monitor came to
life as I take a sip and let it wash down the roast beef that had been calling
my name. The new cases that have just
been opened up, sit waiting in the folder that Andy had set up. I began to
opening them and see an image I have not seen since he broke my heart.
Opening file after file to see some
have the same name but different pictures.
As I read through the case I see that this is not a request. It's an order! It's been years since I've had an order. The last time I was still living with Uncle
and I had to do as I was told, or live on Base.
I would have done just about anything then moved back to Base. The men knew I was a lethal killer but still
like to play their games as they did with all females. Flirt, tease, wine and dine them or their
favorite with me was to make a small cut on the side of their neck. When I wouldn’t put out they would do that
and call the MPS in charge of my security and have them drag me back to my
room. My punishments would get harsher
each time, even when I stood up for myself and would scream that I had never
bitten them, that they had bled themselves!
I was so enraged last time that Uncle finally believed me. The next day he and the General watched as I
killed the fucker who had told them all to do that to me. All the soldiers on Base watched that
day. After that they gave me a wide
birth when I was on Base. Andy was the
only one not scared of me. So when they
let me retire from their services, only to do the 'favors' they wanted for a
reasonable price. I agreed, but only on the condition he came with me.
This picture and the man in it, had
made me cry more than enough tears for a lifetime. We were the same, half breeds no one else was
compatible. A Vampire would date me but
they never wanted to do serious. The
whole daylight thing. Werewolves wanted
to find their Mate, their other half. It
could never be me, because my mother decided to hook up with a Vamp. I was an outcast from her pack but raised
with Uncle Adam's and he was too busy for pack things. My father was out there somewhere or so I'm
told. They would never let me see or even
find him. My mother well she took off
leaving me in the care of her brother, whom she knew didn’t care about the
other part of my DNA. This man staring
back at me was my other half, my Mate but he refused me the same as the
others. Both of us having the same fate
and the same Military family. His Aunt
raised him where Uncle raised me.
