Novels by anayawrites

Kara's POV:He opens the door shirtless again, arousing a primal reaction in me. After this agonizing evening, I just want him.So the only reasonable response was to press my lips on his."Mmmph" he groans, grabbing the small of my back, and closing the door behind me.He places his hands on my neck while massaging our tongues together. Jeez.He pulls back for a breath, "What's gotten into you?""Are you really asking questions, or are you going to take me up to your bedroom?""You do not have to tell me twice... ever."He promptly picks me up and we head to his room, just like that first night.He closes the door softly and places me on his bed. His room is surprisingly clean."A clean room? How uncharactaristic of you," I whisper lowly, breathless from our earlier activity."Hey! I like organization, too... sometimes."I roll my eyes."Anyway, back to something more interes

"You know we all go to the same school, right?""Yeah," she sighs, "Well kind of... I don't really remember seeing you until Andrew's party."We've been in the same class for about 7 years."While you were pushing people around in the hallway, I was by one of the lockers you missed during your tirades," I say flatly.She stutters, "We-Well, it's all part of high school. Sometimes people need a little push every now and then."*Every day*She's looking a little annoyed. I need to seem more into her for this to look legit. Then, I need to make it clear that I would rather never see her again."You look really nice.""I know."I'm reaching the end of my patience.Kara's POV:"So, talk.""Right here?""Right here."He shifts in his seat, "I want you to know that I did love you."I scoff. Please."Is that all?" my patience is running thin."N-No. Serious

Jack's POV:Phew."Who was that?""Uh, nobody.""Ready for dinner?""Yep."We're having chinese food. Dad hasn't been cooking lately because of work, so this is our third night ordering out. He should just listen to me for once and take a break.We sit down and dish out our plates. "Dad, I really miss your cooking.""What about all those times you'd want to eat out. You just simply can't be pleased," he chuckles.I laugh, "After a while, I end up wanting the opposite one. I'm indecisive, what can I say?""Indecisive, yes. You still can't seem to pick who to be with: Kara or Jaden."I almost choke on my chicken. What did he just say?"Uhh," I stare into my plate. He knew?"Don't think that you can do much of anything in this town without my knowing, son.""That's an invasion of privacy.""The only thing that surprises me is that Kara never knew. With your traipsin

March 2017Lacey's POV:Look at the progress we've made, and it's only been one month. Women from all over the country are working in my lab. Thanks to all the donors and supporters I've received from that tweet, we might actually get this to happen. Even with the success of the last month, I feel shame, overwhelming shame. I feel like they know that I'm a horrible friend. Are the stares because of my willingness to speak against the patriarchy, or are they because Harry decided to video tape me without my consent, and now I'm on some shifty site. I shouldn't have to worry about someone posting me in that position... positions. Am I a hypocrite? I--"Hello, I-I'm sorry for interrupting, but I'm such a big fan. I came from the University of Alabama, and I just want you to know that I value your cause... 100%. Nobody back home could speak up the way you did. I couldn't speak up in the way you did. In fact, my parents don't even know that

Shawn's POV:"I'm going to try... just for you. Because for some reason, I like you."She smiles, "I'm not going to take offense from your lack of enthusiasm because vulnerability is just not really in your character, and I want to cherish this moment."I smile at her. God, she's weird. Luckily, I like weird girls. I'm opening myself up to her because, for once, someone understands.I'd be stupid to let her go without trying.*awkward silence*"So I can call you my--""No," I interject."Shawn," she stretches out my name, "Please," she pouts."Kara," I warn her."Boyfriend?" she says in a high pitched tone.I despise that word so much."No, Kara. We're us. Case closed. Now, we need to get serious. We need to talk about--""Let's go skinny dipping," she interrupts. Huh? I'm not completely opposed to that..."As intriguing as that sounds, we need to focus."I put o

Kara's POV:The phone's ringing nonstop. After that awkward dinner, I just want to rest. Resting is my number one goal.Finally, I flip the damn thing over to find out who's keeping me from my beauty sleep.Shawn.Ignored.Then it rings again.Ugh, I need to answer."What the fuck, Shawn?""They're fucking here," he says panicked."What? Who?""The time travelers. You know, the ones who are supposed to be changing the world back. The ones we stole that device from?""We?" I ask tiredly."Fine, I, but that's besides the point.""With how loud you're being, I'm guessing they've found out already. How did they even know to come to your house?""I don't fucking know," he whisper yells. "They asked if I had something of theirs, and I played dumb. I slammed the door in their faces. I think they're still outside, but I don't know.""Did you ever write your address down

"You know you make literally no noise when you sleep?""Aaah!," I shriek. "What the hell are you doing in here?"I pull the covers up a little. Don't need him seeing my Spongebob pajamas. Wait, he bought them. I'm still adjusting to the weirdness of it all.Based on his dad's behavior, I'm not welcome here. I'm not familiar with anyone else, but I'm sure this crew runs on one opinion. This is like a big family. I have to appear to be in line; no going against the majority.The first step to that is willingly attending Jonah's "lessons" and keeping my head down. However, that does not include surprise visits in the crack ass of dawn.I immediately cover my mouth, "Shit. I forgot about everyone's hyperhearing. That must have sounded like nails on a fucking chalkboard," I whisper.He chuckles, "These walls," he pats behind my head, "are soundproof. What kind of organization would we be if we didn't take these precautions?""Oh," I sigh.

In just 2 short hours, I'm back home--what was home. The garden gnomes and porch decor looks familiar, but it's somehow not the same as before."That'll be," he clicks the meter, "$190," he sighs. Damn, that much for a cab? I might as well have walked the whole way. I definitely don't have that kind of money on me. There's only one solution to this problem, and I hate to use it.I grab him and suddenly I pause, not knowing how the hell to proceed."What are you doing?! Get the fuck off me, lady!""I-I," I let go of him. I take a deep breath, "I can't afford the fare.""That sounds like a problem," I nod, "For you," he reaffirms.I can do this. I can do this.I grab his face once more, "I can't afford the fare. This ride was pro bono. You're going to let me go.""I'm going to let you go," he replies perfunctorily. There's that glassy look and robot voice. I feel horrible for reducing him to that, but it was necessary.I t

I'm pushing my fists into the bag. With every jab, I imagine him in front of me instead of the punching bag. That cocky, mouthy—"You're punching it wrong," he stops the bag with his hand."Bullshit. Let me take my anger out already!," I growl.

"Why are we here?", I ask. We're in Central Park, and it's a beautiful day. Light wind, sunny sky, and a comfortable temperature. However, I don't exactly know what this park has to do with vampirism... and I'm getting a little hungry."You'll need to learn to control your hunger. Or you will lose control of yourself", Jonah says. He's just staring into the space ahead. I wonder what he's thinking--I mean other than vampire training. He seems to have something on his mind. Something's bugging him."How did you know I'm hungry", I rub my stomach. But it's not a stomach thing. It's like mental. Or like a dryness in my tastebuds. It's like a thirst, like blood is my water.He shrugs, "It's like desperation. I can smell it on you".I scoff."And an extreme sense of hunger is common in recently turned vampires", he finishes."You were a recently turned vampire once"."Yeah"."Well... how?", I whisper.He giggles, "It's not a

I exit the steamy shower feeling rejuvenated and...alive.Strangely alive--I mean, I'm technically dead. But I feel more energized than before.I put on a red cami top and some beige cargo shorts. I look like a character from Jumanji or something.I look good though.Do they all eat dinner together? Is this like a family thing they've got going on?Like a wolf pack or something, but with vampires?I've always thought vampires might be loners--who have a thirst for blood.But they seem to be pretty unified. They were humans before being turned.I was human before being turned.I exit the room ready forwhatever I encounter in that kitchen.Then I recall that I can't rememberwhere the kitchen is.I only know one person here, so I might as well go ask him. I should have been paying attention during the tour.I knock on Jonah's door, which is convenien