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

We were in a village of some sort. The sun was shining. There were birds singing. Real birds were singing like we were in a damn musical. I scoffed. 


And then there was the pain in the ass of it all. And it was string right at me. Eyes so blank if I didn’t know any better I would think she had gone blind. If it wasn’t for the color in her skin and damn healthy glowing hair, I would not have the confidence that she was alive. She smiled at me. Or more like grimaced. Her hands were holding a tray with the cups we had used for tea. My eyes found this Michael character and then I caught Jordan’s. He was staring at her like his world had finally made sense. Another thing that added itself to my problems. One of the alpha’s best friends might be in love with his maybe existent mate. 


“No it is alright,” I told her and she went her merry way to the kitchen. 


“How long have you known?” Jordan asked now staring at me thank God. 


Situations, factors and plans