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

I barely maintained stable ground until finally I hit one of the shelves that eventually led into me stumbling onto one of the books that fell on the floor. I lost my balance and the grip on the books and fell. 


Instead of feeling the impact of the hard tiled floor for the second time today, a large pair of muscular arms secured my waist and brought me up to pull me into a hard chest. The loud pounding of my heart filled my ears at the sudden surge of adrenaline in my body with the rush of falling. Whoever was holding me kept the grip tight almost giving me the feeling that he did not want to let me go. 


I was in a library? I looked around an immediately recognized the ugly brown stain on the ceiling. This was indeed the school library. My eyes locked onto familiar intense blue ones and I wanted to cry out in joy. It was Felix. He found me. 


In the arms of that mutt