A Different World, Hayley Smith [good romance books to read txt] 📗

in the note that was still in my bra, "And now we must use you to create the most powerful wolf-angels in existence to save Earth from the Demons and Devils from Hell, you father has declared war on your mother and in the Between, there is a war going on between them, we are trying to join but we can't get in the Between without the most powerful angel in existence, you,"

"Okay, is that all? Because I'm not going to help create any type of creatures, so sorry, but it's not my fault my mom left me, and I would be perfectly fine if you had left me at my home and NOT destroyed it, I spent half of my last night cleaning up what your slaves destroyed you bitch," I said, jumping to my feet and walking back to the small room with Tripp, closing and locking the door as I flopped down onto the bed on my stomach, silent tears soaking my face as I cried quietly into the covers.
After a few estimated minutes, I heard banging on the door while tears still leaked through and somebody busted open the door and hugged me to them.

"You're right, she is a bitch, finally someone had the guts to tell her that," Niall said and I tried to stop the tears as he turned me around, holding me against his chest and rocking me back and forth as my tears soaked his shirt until I finally made them stop and looked up.

"Why are you being so nice to me?" I asked quietly, looking up at him with round brown eyes, I could hear Tripp snoring in the back ground as Niall smiled down at me.

"Because you had no idea my mom wanted to kidnap you from the beginning, she just had the decency to not take you until your mom let you go," Niall said and I just nodded before dropping my head, resting it against his warm chest, "You hungry?" I nodded again and began to stand up but he wouldn't let me go and lifted me up in his arms bridal-style. "I'll carry you," I laughed softly and he chuckled before walking out of the room an down a small hall and into a dining room, he set me down in a chair and I had a big smile on my face but it disappeared when I saw Liam and the queen at the table while Niall sat down next to me.
They passed the food around and I took a little of a couple of them, not wanting to get sick from suddenly eating a lot, I ate slowly in small bites until we all finished and I excused myself, standing quickly and hurrying out of the room and back to a pacing Tripp, he instantly came over and I pet him, running my hands through his long, soft fur before grabbing a bone and handing it to Tripp who gnawed on it happily.
I closed the door, grabbing a large shirt from my mother when she had been pregnant with me and some shorts I had sewed neatly. I slipped off the dress and I took out the note, stuffing it in the pouch on Tripp's collar along with the money and put on the shorts. I was grabbing the shirt when the door flew open and I shrieked, seeing Liam standing there and I held the shirt in front of myself, kicking the door closed in his shocked face and wide eyes and judging by the yelp, it had hit something.
I felt anger pulsing in myself as I pulled the shirt on, folding it over so it was like only half a shirt and I flung the door open to Liam who was holding his nose and I kicked his shins, making him fall to the floor.

"Ever heard of knocking?!" I yelled at him as he was getting up and glaring at me, raising a hand to hit me but my thoughts were quicker.
Leather, tighten, squeeze, regroup my darling,

I thought and he gasped, his leather shirt tightening around him and he struggled to rip it over his head, leaving him bare chested but I didn't care.
"Wanna try and hit me again?" I shrieked at him, slapping him and he charged at me.

"You crazy bitch!" He said, punching my jaw while I wrestled him to the ground, punching his face and probably giving him a black eye as I held him down with my knees and hands.

"Crazy bastard," I spat at him and he flipped me around, a crazy glint in his eye, mixed with desire as his breath brushed against my face. He smelled like wine. And beer, and some other alcohol. My eyes went wide as his gaze slipped down to my flat stomach that was viewable and I began to scream, struggling hard against his tight grip as I tried to form thoughts.
I screamed louder, squeezing my eyes tight and suddenly, the weight above me was gone and I opened my eye, seeing Liam fly down the hallway and Niall standing above me.

"I told my mom not to let him drink, apparently I'm the immature one," He muttered, picking me up and I stiffened, my body aching but I ignored it as he lifted me up and walked back into the room, laying me on the bed and looking at all of the forming bruises "Any broken bones?" I shook my head and he gave a halfhearted smile.

"I'm fine, thank you," I mumbled, smiling at him slightly then frowned "How'd you do that?"

"Werewolf," He said with a shrug and I grinned.

"Are you a furry man or a wolf wolf and when? Full moon?" I asked, grinning bigger as he smiled.

"The wolf, and yes the full moon but also any other time, the only difference is that on the full moon we lose full control of ourselves, like being drunk, and most of us have sexual desires," Niall said.

"Do you howl at the full moon?"

"No, we're mythical beasts, not mythical assholes who like shiny circles," He said, fake-glaring at me and I laughed and a question came to mind, making my smile slowly diminish.

"Am I really a Angel?" I asked in a whisper, watching my hands on my stomach as I laid there, him sitting on the edge of the bed.

"Yes, your momma is like God, but God isn't real, your momma is the ruler of the heavens, she is almost as powerful as you," Niall said, poking my nose softly when he said 'you' and I smiled.

"Do I get wings?" I asked and he nodded "And powers?" another nod "And a halo?" I asked enthusiastically.

"Don't push you're luck, Juliet," Niall said and I frowned.

"Does my Mom have a halo?" He nodded and I smiled again "With wings?"

"She has everything, powers, halo, wings, her hair is gold in Heaven, a dark brown on Earth, and all of her clothes are white and her wings, she has tan skin from being in sunny weather all of the time, and her eyes are just as brown as yours," He informed me and my smile grew bigger.

"I wonder what she would look like in person..." I said thoughtfully and he grinned.

"You may see soon, if not sooner,"

"Why?"

"When do you turn seventeen?" He asked and I raised a eyebrow, answering him slowly.

"Two days..." I murmured, watching his expression closely as he grinned.

"Well, you should be happy, because you won't have to stay with us that long, your momma can bring you into Heaven at that age, that's when you get your wings, but first, tell me, have you been able to do anything unusual in the past week?" I grinned at his question, thinking back to when I controlled things.

"Yup, first, I sent raccoons after the people who were trying to catch me-" I began and he muttered something.

"That would explain the mauling," He muttered, rolling his eyes.

"Second, I made the trees stay still when it was windy on the same day-" I added.

"That would explain why they didn't find any fallen leaves you might have shook down," He muttered.

"Third, I made Liam's shirt squeeze him until he tore it off-" He started to grin with me and he laughed.

"And that, would explain the small leather shirt in the hallway," He concluded and I smiled.

"That was my favorite thing to do," I murmured, watching my hands on my stomach again.

Birthday

A Trip In The Clouds Of Light

Juliet

's POV

The next few days passed quickly, and before I knew it, it was my birthday. We had just arrived at there grand castle, I had never seen anything like it except in drawings, but they didn't capture the least bit of the interior decor, or any details in the great palace.
The inside was gigantic, with numerous hallways leading into one great big entrance room where two staircases led to the same floor, just opposite sides even though they join together, it amazed me.
I was shown to my room, up and to the left, far from the prince's rooms of course, and near the servant's quarters, yet it was by far larger than the one in the Carriage and my old room, it had a king sized bed with many fluffy pillows and to my annoyance, they had gone through my luggage and placed everything neatly in place, my Teddy in a burrow of pillows with the comforter tucked around his fluffy body, and my clothes placed in a empty dresser, in the closet I found gowns of all shapes and a variety of colors, vibrant and dull, short and long, ones that clung to my body, and ones that looked like ball gowns.
I as amazed at the variety of shoes, heels and flats, I loved heels, when I was a little girl, around eight years old,I would grab my mom's high heels and put them on as best I could and walk around in them, never once falling over, except my mother would say my posture had to be more ladylike.

I was cruelly snapped out of my thoughts and explorations at the sound of someone knocking on the door. I quickly lunged to the bed, covering Teddy before I made my way to the door and opened it, seeing a girl about ten standing there smiling. She had long blond hair and big blue eyes, and was about as short as a seven year old.

"Momma sent me to get you dressed, Juliet," she said softly, stepping in and walking towards the closet, opening it and walking in, I could hear her shuffling through the dresses.

"Who are you?" I asked and there was a smile in her tone when she answered.

"Princessa Isabella, but you can call me Izzy, my dad won't let anyone call me Princess Isabella, it has to be Princessa," Izzy said and I smiled, watching as she walked out with a large ball gown in her small hands, lifting it high above her head, "This will compliment your appearance," she said, laying it on the bed so I could see it.



While I looked at the silky ball gown, Izzy grabbed high heels and told me to sit. She grabbed a brushed and began brushing through my hair thoroughly before