It's Not Supposed To Happen This Way, Caroline LaRose [ebooks that read to you .TXT] 📗

star slip to hold a strand back. I smiled at my appearance, I looked nice, but nothing like other girls. I hid two small knives in my bra and a small hand gun in a strap of a fold in the dress. I grabbed my sniper rifle and worked my way out onto the balcony where I sat it up on a rail, hidden under a table of course, the human civilians would think I was a terrorist if they saw it, which I most certainly was not.
I left the gun there for night and stepped away, walking inside and out of the room, locking it behind me and dropping the key into my bra with the knives for safe keeping.
I walked down the stairs instead of taking the elevator, I had never trusted mechanical things formed by humans who had no idea what was going on around them. I reached the bottom in a record fifteen minutes from the twenty-six story building, I smiled at the people who looked at me like I was weird, and I suppose I was in there standards. Being The Morning Star, my skin had a shine to it that no others had when it was in the sunlight, but I never cared, my mother had the same skin in the evening, the Evening Star, Mary.
I stretched my arms when I was in the sun, my skin glowing like usual as men looked me over, my slim frame and hidden ribs under the dress, yet they had no idea what they were in for if they touched me.
Slowly, I made my way to a alley and smiled when I saw three monsters surrounding a trashcan and using it as a table.

"Good morning boys, how's it going?" I said casually, grinning when they didn't know who I was and they just glanced at me.

"Good," One grunted then the second looked up, he had brown hair and the palest skin I had ever seen, a vampire in cahoots with a werewolf, the third one. The first looked like a Loggerhead-monster, but I couldn't be sure until I saw it's blue blood.

"Who're you?" The vampire asked in a Irish accent.

"You're worst nightmare," I said in a velvet, dangerous tone and the werewolf looked at me with a raised eyebrow.

"We never have nightmares, but you will if you live through this," The Were said and I giggled as he lunged and I stepped aside, letting him fly by and hit a wall, smiling my million watt smile at the vampire and loggerhead who looked shocked.

"Who're you?" The vamp asked again and I smiled wider.

"The Morning Star, you bloodsucking demon, don't you see my skin glow? It is more brilliant than yours in the sunlight, of course if you don't turn to dust first," I said and the two started laughing and I giggled to.

"Prove it, the Morning Star is in Hell, Lucifer had been there forever, and he is male," The werewolf said, staggering over and holding his head which now had a bump that was healing.

"How dare you think I was him?!" I screamed angrily, a wild glow in my eyes, I was sick of people thinking I was Lucifer, I am obviously female, "You murderous demon! You will pay for your words!" I screeched, a shine coming from my hands as I drew out my knife from my bra and lunged at him, leaving him startled after I sunk the blade into his chest, straight to his heart and jumped back, pulling out. I lunged at the loggerhead who had morphed into his form, a hammer like head with big fists and green skin. I sunk the blade into his heart like the werewolf and jumped back, turning towards the vampire, dropping the knife and pulling out the gun, his skin was to tough to kill him with a knife.

"I thank you, that loggerhead forced me to come here, and no I am not a bloodsucking demon, I have a friend provide me with blood taken from humans at a hospital, or I drink animals," The vampire said as I slowly approach him and pressed the gun tip to his chest, right in front of his heart that only beat faintly, he must have been born that way instead of bit.

"Why should I believe you? You're obviously a vampire, and I kill your kind," I said and he held up his hands in surrender.

"I didn't kill anyone! I haven't ever, unless those animals count, I could be killing humans," He insisted but I didn't believe him one bit.

"Those you're last words?" I asked and he sighed then nodded and I began to pull the trigger, as it was about to click, someone knocked me over and I landed on my side, the gun going flying and I took in a quick breath when footsteps started towards me, I hadn't listened to anyone coming, I was a idiot not to, I had failed for the first time ever. I closed my eyes and mumbled "Please kill me quick,"

I heard laughing and stiffened as I felt pain in my head finally, I had hit a rock in the alley with my head and it hurt like Hell. "I'm not going to kill you," a male voice said but it did nothing to help the pain as it got the better of me and I blacked out, and for the first time, I was scared of the blackness that enveloped me.

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Waking up, I opened my eyes and heard a voice.

"M'Lady, you have awoken, my apologies for missing your moment, pain can be a terrible thing in the moments where it is strongest, you could not have held out longer, though none would be alive from a blow like that, M'Lady," Shadow, my mother's minion said, bowing to me from where I found I lay on a pillow soft bed and I sat up, ignoring the spinning in my head as I looked at the short black skinned demon that had been born Good instead of Bad.

"Ah, Yes, I took quite a hit to the head, did I not?" I said and he nodded, probably glad I was in a good mood instead of threatening to kill him.

"M'Lady, a monster has been walking around our building quite some time, he seems to be a shifter and looks oddly young for a killer, not that your to young-" He squeaked, seeming stressed and he melted into the air, probably returning to my mother so she could soothe him- soft heartened fool she is.

"Ah, come in Mason, even my dreams knew you would come," I called and the door burst open and in flew a gigantic wolf, landing right on me.

(A/N; Cliff hanger! Not...)

~~Mason's POV

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I fled down the street once she left, my skin boiling from her very touch- my nose from her very vanilla smell. Shifting to my Lecosbeon- a old mythical cat that had a large amount of stamina and speed with a glossy green fur and usually bright orange markings, pointed hears and long legs with a muscular build and mainly male.
I sped towards home, launching myself over houses before I fell down the chimney, shifting to a bat before back to human when I rolled out, barely clean of soot from my untidy landings.

"Mason! What is the meaning of that entrance?!" My mother demanded, dusting me off as she cleaned my mess I made.

"I found my Soulmate," I said, immediately regretting it when her eyes widened and she snatched my arm, yanking me to my feet.

"I must meet her! I need grandchildren! SOON!" She demanded, stomping her foot.

"Don't you want to know who she is?" I grumbled, launching myself onto the empty couch as my sibling gathered around me- Coraline, my mother, my father, and the triplets; Maya(long brown ringlets that ended near her knees, green eyes) Maria(Short blonde bob that curled around her jaw, green eyes) Madeline(stick straight red hair that ended at where her hips would be, green eyes). The only difference between them was their hair, which was natural, their eyes were uncannily exactly the same and they were the exact same height and weight.

"Bwoder, tew me!" Maddy shrieked, flinging herself at me and poking my cheek in annoyance as she moved her hands around my face, trying to pry her way into my mind which I had thoroughly protected from her prying mind- she was a mind reader/shifter, but she could only read your memories if she touched you.

"NO! I wan find owt!" Maria shrieked and jumped at me, poking my face as she shuffled through my brain, pulling at my fibers and trying to force me into speaking, she was a Manipulator/Shifter, she forced people into doing things, she just liked poking my face.

"Hush!" Maya shrieked and both froze, giving me sheepish little smiles as they retracted their hands and Maya crawled onto me, loading me up with about sixty pounds from all of them, maybe seventy. She traced her hand along my jaw bone, plucking a hair from my slight stubble with nimble fingers and pulling a swab across my cheek that was slightly red form the peck Evangeline had given me.
Did I mention Maya was a Witch/Shifter. Yeah, if anyone could find something out, it was her. She jumped from me and ran to the laboratory she called her bedroom and her other sibling followed, with Caroline holding the other parts of the trio on her hips as my parents followed, with me last.
When we arrived, she was casting spells into a cauldron and muttering words under her breath that none of us could understand for it was witch talk- you could not learn it, only be born with it.

"I know who," She murmured, peering inside the boiling chemicals as a light cast onto the room and she quickly poured in a white potion and the cauldron returned to a toy size, empty of it's contents and she placed it on her table, turning to me.
"I see a great love in your future, a shining one to be exact, and no betrayal, you have done good brother, better than before, better than a devil, better than Maria will do if she keeps poking faces for fun." I heard a puff of small breath as Maria glared at her beloved two minutes older sister.

"Maya, do you continue to speak?" I asked, bowing slightly to the witch that had glowed slightly in her eyes- a bright orange. Each witch had a similar one inside of them, much like a werewolf but theirs aged with them over the years they lived, they did not offer advice, only condolence and a savior from loneliness.

"A ache will be formed over the next hour, prepare yourself, aide her, find her, before anyone else- sides demon, you will be her everything, for she has nothing, you will have many years with her, or none, whichever route you take, yet careful choices loom ahead, and ones parents are not always nice," With that, she dropped towards the floor, but Maddy and Maria had shot out to her in milliseconds like usual and hefted her onto their shared bed, pressing a button on a panel beside it and their room shifted back into that- a room, a four year old's one with dolls and stuffed animals and a large dresser they shared happily, like the bed.

"Maya needsta rest, ya should leaves fo nows," Mads said, giving her sweet smile as she obviously flipped through my parent's unprotected mind like a book while Maria