Yellow eyes. Blood shed. More bloodshed. And some drama. 
THAT is what it was at first. 

Then add witches to the mix and you have some messed up reality going on.

Target for a massacre.
Knives.
hit and runs
Kidnapping
Hostage

Crystal is a gem that grows in the midst of utter chaos directly aimed at her. 
A survivor's soul.
With more than enough lives involved in her business. Some good, some bad and some dead but kinda living too.

TARGET FOR DEMISE

My feet drowned in the serene relaxing feeling of the smooth threads of grass dancing in the cold night wind between my toes. With each deep breath of the night air I somehow felt renewed. Why hadn’t I done this before? 


I sat next to Felix in the grass behind the mansion adjacent to where the woods begin. Our proximity this time was decent this time and I didn’t bother glancing at him with peripheral vision. I can’t risk the embarrassment of being caught checking him out again. 


The air between us was comfortable I could feel his body heat radiating off him onto me from where I was seated. It was basically an arm’s length distance. 


Kinda like 21 questions